I had sex in the office with a colleague for two years
Rob Harris*, 45, is a project director for a tech company and lives in Gloucestershire. For two years he had sex with a secretary at work, secretly slipping into the boardroom and wherever they could find for sex.
Annie* was the first person I met when I arrived for a job interview three and a half years ago at the company where she was a secretary and the main receptionist.
She was around the same age as me, warm, attractive and put me at ease as she showed me into the boardroom to wait for the person who’d be interviewing me. Never could I have imagined that within a year I’d be having sex with her in that very room.
A few weeks later, I received the news that I’d landed the job as a project director at the company, working semi-remotely, sometimes from home but frequently I had to travel around the UK. Once a month, though, I’d spend a day at head office where Annie worked. I always stopped to chat to her as I walked through reception and there was clearly some chemistry between us.
Both of us were single with two children each from our respective marriages and there was a bit of a spark between us right from that very first meeting. Six months after I started my job, having reached the stage where I looked forward to seeing her on my visits to HQ, we both went along to a staff social event in a trendy local bar and after a couple of drinks we became incredibly flirtatious with each other. She confided that after I’d been for the job interview she’d mentioned me to her girlfriends and told them she hoped I’d get the job as she thought I was handsome.
That night, we completely lost control with each other and left the party early. Away from the eyes of our colleagues, we started kissing and touching, and got so carried away that we checked into a hotel.
That night, we completely lost control with each other and left the party early. Away from the eyes of our colleagues, we started kissing and touching, and got so carried away that we checked into a hotel and had sex.
Secret encounter
After that, we’d see each other once a month – whenever I was at head office – and it always ended in sex. Sometimes we went back to her home nearby or mine if our children weren’t around, but mostly we had sex in the office.
As the head receptionist, she was often the last one there in the evening, so we once had sex over her desk, as well as in the boardroom and meeting rooms. If she knew the office was going to be empty on certain evenings, she’d suggest I should put those dates in my diary to go and see her.
On another occasion, I remember Annie texting me to say that head office had undergone a major refurb since my last visit. Apparently it now resembled a spa hotel with beautiful mood lighting and water features, and she cheekily said that we could have sex in the plush new bathrooms when I was next there.
As the head receptionist, she was often the last one there in the evening, so we once had sex over her desk, as well as in the boardroom and meeting rooms.
I thought she was joking and that we’d never get away with it, but then she sent me some racy photos of herself in the bathrooms and suggested I arranged a visit as quickly as possible.
After that, we often had sex in the bathrooms, including when the office was packed, which only added to the thrill, including having to carefully plan how we each left to return to the office to avoid being spotted or arousing suspicion.
Incredible sex
Annie and I continued having sex for a couple of years whenever I was at head office or in the area. We both remained single throughout although we each dated other people in between times. Neither of us placed any unreasonable expectations or restrictions on the other when it came to this kind of thing.
When something’s purely physical like our relationship was, though, people are quick to badge it as sleazy, which is one reason we kept it to ourselves, but at the time it was great for both of us.
Annie told me there were a few female office workers who’d commented in passing that they thought I was handsome, and that it gave her a buzz to know that she was the one having sex with me.
She had been single for a long time and had made a solid life for herself and her kids so she was completely honest that she didn’t want a man as a permanent fixture in it. Meanwhile, my own marriage had only recently ended and I felt I needed to do a lot more work on myself before I was ready for a proper relationship. Our fling suited both of us at the time and at no point did either of us want anything more from it than great sex and a bit of fun.
Annie told me there were a few female office workers who’d commented in passing that they thought I was handsome, and that it gave her a buzz to know that she was the one having sex with me. Nobody ever found out about us as far as we know.
Putting on a front
We maintained an ultra professional front at work – for example, if I was at head office for meetings and Annie showed external guests into the boardroom to see me, there was never any flicker of flirtation or knowing glances between us.
It’s not that relationships between staff members were frowned upon, more that we valued our privacy, each took our careers seriously and didn’t wish to be the subject of office gossip.
I wasn’t Annie’s direct superior at work, she reported to someone else. I’d have felt very differently about us having sex had that been the case and wouldn’t have entertained it. In my previous company I’d had a team of around 30 women reporting directly to me – the sector I worked in at the time was female-dominated. It meant there were plenty of opportunities to strike up relationships or have flings at work but my firm view was that it would never have been appropriate and I stuck to my morals.
There’s being hedonistic – which is what my relationship was with Annie, mutually so – and there’s being inappropriate, disrespectful and taking advantage of your position at work, and I’m never in the market for that.
It’s not that relationships between staff members were frowned upon, more that we valued our privacy, each took our careers seriously and didn’t wish to be the subject of office gossip.
Annie and I weren’t even part of the same team so we never directly worked together. I’m also mindful that I have two young sons and want to be a great role model for them growing up. I don’t want them to think that it’s easy to separate sex from emotions and am determined to help them develop a healthy respect for women, whilst also understanding the impact of their own actions on others.
Moving on
As for Annie and me, last Autumn I moved jobs to a different company and as my new office is close to my old one, we carried on having sex occasionally at each other’s houses for a couple of months. But there was a growing realisation that our time together had run its course. There was no big drama and no grand conscious decision for it to end, it just fizzled out quite naturally and amicably.
During last year I’d had a bit of therapy and did some solo travel which had helped me to get to a place where I knew I wouldn’t find anything more meaningful with Annie, but that I was finally becoming ready to meet someone with whom I could have a proper relationship. I haven’t found that someone yet, despite enjoying a few dates with other women since.
But I’ll always think fondly of Annie and the fantastic sexual adventures we had together, unbeknownst to everyone else we worked with.
*Names have been changed to protect identities.
