It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The Brobdingnagian factory, normally bustling with dissonance and activity, lay quiet and nighttime. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemical substance and singing along with the cranked up stereo.
"I didn't know you could sing,"someone exclaimed behind me. I spun around, startled by the sudden and unexpected voice.
Recognizing Olivia, a cunning short brunet supervisor, I relaxed and leaned against the counter laughing at myself.
"You scared the fuck out of me Liv,"I said, reaching back to turn down the stereo.
"Sorry,"she replied with a cute but, unapologetic smile."I didn't mean to jump you. You really do own a beautiful singing voice though."
"Thank you,"I replied."So, early than sneaking up on people, what brings you back to my neighborhood,"I asked as my heart rate slowed to formula. I assumed that she wouldn't walk the nearly one one-fourth mile from the nominal head of the massive factory to my office in backrest for no reason.
"zero really,"she replied, making me reckon my assumption was incorrect."Just bored and thought I would see if you were here."She shrugged her berm noncommittally and began smoothing one of her long gold braid.
"Don't have much running tonight,"I asked, sounding passing while I wondered at the oddness of the situation and her consistence language. Liv and I had always been friendly on the rare and brief social function our paths had crossed but, she had never sought out my ship's company before or acted in any way shy around me. I couldn't assistance but desire she was flirting with me.
"Just one prison cell and, my dependable people running it,"she answered.
"Thrilling,"I said for something to say."Want to ill-use out for a smoke ?"
"Sure,"she responded in, what seemed alike, easing and enthusiasm.
I stepped past her and opened the power door.
"After you,"I said, holding the door open and stepping back.
"Thank you variety sir,"she said, smiling sweetly.
I smiled back in my most ( hopefully ) charming smile and looked down into her big, dark middle as she walked past. I stepped out behind her and followed her toward the nighest door. My gaze fixed on the nearly hypnotic, seductive swaying of her sensually wide hips and shapely ass.
We stepped through the propped afford door and into the humid swarthiness. We lit our cigaret and smoked in amiable subdued.
"Mandy told me you two weren't seeing each other anymore,"Liv said, breaking the silence and referring to the pretty, chubby petty blonde who was Liv 's Friend and employee.
"fountainhead, it wasn't anything grievous anyway,"I replied cautiously, wondering if Mandy had been hoping for more and sent Liv on a recon mission. It was the offset time Liv had ever asked something so personal and I assumed Mandy was the rattling cause she had come to my office.
"That's what she told me,"Liv responded evenly.
We smoked in silence as I waited for Liv to continue questioning me about why I called it off with Mandy.
"You can do expert,"she said suddenly.
"Mandy is okay,"I said, both because it was the truth and because I was slightly taken aback by the unexpected statement.
"I love Mandy,"Liv said emphatically."I just always thought you could do better."
"Yeah, well,"I said noncommittally, suspicious of a trap. I flipped my butt into the butt can. After another drag, Liv followed suit and walked back inside. I followed, my heart on her ass again as we approached my office.
I felt a picayune jerky for thinking she might ingest been flirting with me. Not that I am bad looking, if you are into the big, burly, bearded, long haired and rugged eccentric but, Liv liked pretty male child and I just don't qualify. It made more sense that she would have just been feeling me out about Mandy and me.
Now that she had questioned me unsuccessfully, I expected her to go back to the front end and was surprised when she walked back into my agency and sat down in the superfluous chairperson by the bare desk.
I shut the doorway, rounded the corner and sat down at my desk. I half faced Liv and turned on my computing device for something to do.
"Kinda warm tonight,"Liv commented. She leaned forward in her president and began to unbutton the red, long sleeve work shirt our company made supervisors wear.
"I can sprain up the air,"I offered, though the office felt quite a little cool to me. I tried not to gaze as the baggy red shirt opened.
"That's okay,"she said, slipping out of the shirt and twisting to cling it over her chair.
My attack to not stare failed as I saw what was underneath the red work shirt. She wore a white tank top that clung to her small, perky breasts and showcased her fit, curvy trunk while contrasting her bronze skin beautifully. I looked away as she turned back around.
"Does that piece of work,"she asked, pointing at the coffee maker
atop the big filing cabinet.
"It sure does,"I replied, glad for the apology to see at her."Want me to make a pot ?"
"My grannie always said 'never let a cowboy make the umber',"she replied with a smile."Just narrate me where everything is and I will do it."
"My nan had the same saying. Coffee and filters are down there,"I said, pointing at the posterior drawer of the filing cabinet.
Liv stood up and opened the drawer. She bent over, giving me a good look at her ass. A light Amytal flip-flop peeked up over her painted on jeans.
I looked away as she stood up, placed the coffee and filters next to the pot and, grabbed the carafe.
"Be veracious back,"she said, leaving the office to get weewee. The door squeaked open and thumped shut. I put my articulatio cubiti on the desk and buried my look in my hands as the tint over the crank in the doorway ticked softly, settling back into place.
The fact that Liv was up to something was apparent. The fact I didn't know what that something was frustrated me.
I told myself to relax and be affected role. I assured myself that answers would arrive. I reminded myself not to brood to much on my Hope or how pull in to her I was.
I raised my promontory as the room access opened. I grabbed my mouse and clicked on a random file as the threshold closed and pretended to study the screen as Liv walked into pot.
"Do you have cupful,"she asked, starting the coffee maker.
"Cups, sugar and, non dairy creamer are on the top shelf,"I answered, pointing at the cupboard.
Liv opened the cupboard and stood on tiptoe, stretching to attain the top shelf. Her tank top pulled up, showing her lash again along with the smooth, tan skin of her lower backbone and slope. She turned, catching me staring red handed.
"You look like you been getting some sun,"I said, trying to explain why I was starring.
"It's hard not to get a tan in Hawaii Island,"she said, either buying my excuse or not minding my starring at her.
"You went to HI,"I asked, wishing I knew what she was thinking and genuinely interested.
"Yeah, for two week. I just got back last Sunday,"she said, obviously happy to babble out about it.
"Why Hawaii,"I encouraged.
"When my daughter started high schooltime, I told her that if she graduated with an A average, I would contract her on a misstep. She graduated valedictorian of her division in June and wanted to go to Hawaii,"Liv explained proudly.
"I didn't know your daughter was old enough to fine-tune,"I said, knowing Liv was my age at most, though she looked ten eld younger.
"Yep, I had her at sixteen,"Liv said, confirming that she was a class or two younger than my 30 six.
"Was it nice there,"I asked.
"Absolutely beautiful,"she replied quickly."Want to see some pictures ?"
"I would love to,"I answered, noting her obvious desire to evidence them to me.
She sat down in the extra chair, pulled her phone out of her pocket and rolled up next to me. She opened her pictures and leaned in close, explaining the pictures as she flipped them on the screen.
My heart pulse faster at the touch of her arm against mine. My head swam at the intoxicating scent of her. A flowery, sweet aroma that was deeper than soap and perfume.
"This is me and Amy at the waterfall,"she said, showing me a image of her and a girl who looked like a younger version of her. Both wore bright xanthous bikini height and cut off jean boxershorts."Isn't it beautiful,"she asked, looking up at me.
"Very,"I replied, meeting her gaze."The waterfall isn't bad either,"I added, hoping it didn't sound to cheesy.
"full stop it,"she said bashfully, swatting my arm lightly as a blush rose in her cheeks.
After a few to a greater extent exposure, she slid back.
"Looks like you had a blast,"I said.
"We did,"she replied, standing up to get coffee."How do you use up it,"she asked.
"In a cup preferably but, I ain't picky,"I quipped.
"blackamoor it is,"she said smiling as she poured and handed me a cup. I thanked her and sipped the hot liquidness as she made herself a cup and sat back down.
We sipped our coffee, not saying anything but, I could tell Liv had something she wanted to say. Suddenly, I lost longanimity with the waiting game. I sat my cup on my desk and looked at Liv directly. I crossed my leg, leaned back and laced my finger's breadth together over my belly. Liv looked back nervously over the rim of her coffee bean cup.
"Alright, spill it,"I said, amiably but firmly.
"Spill what,"she asked, obviously stalling by feigning ignorance.
"You didn't fare back here because you were bored,"I stated."You have a cause and it's clock time you spit it out."
"That obvious,"she asked, grinning sheepishly. She sat her cup down and straightened in her chair, working herself up to it."Remember outside when I said you could do good than Mandy,"she asked.
"I remember,"I replied with a nod.
"I meant…me,"she said, a fierce bloom rising in her cheek as she looked down at the flooring nervously.
"Are you good,"I asked, stunned.
She raised her eyes and nodded, still looking embarrassed.
"Liv, I have had a jam on you forever,"I exclaimed.
"I have had one on you forever too,"she said, a smile spreading on her face."The time was just never right to tell you."
"I thought you only went for pretty boy,"I said, chuckling happily.
"Usually but, there is something about you,"she said, trailing off and shrugging.
"What about Mandy,"I asked, not wanting to fare between their friendship.
"She is the reason I decided to try,"Liv said."She told me that we would be a effective fit. She told me a lot about you and the more I heard, the more than I liked."
"What did she tell you,"I asked, curious.
"Just stuff. Girl public lecture,"she replied, a naughty smile on her look."She said if you didn't yield me a chance, to get ahold of Tina and state her you miss her,"she said, laughing at the tease.
"That won't be necessary,"I said, laughing myself at the horrible memories of the buxom girl's actions.
"Are you sure, I can message her for you,"Liv teased.
"Don't you dare,"I said.
"Or what ? You will spank me,"she taunted, a naughty, playful, challenging glint in her eyes.
"It is an pick,"I said, grinning at the challenge and getting an theme of the things Mandy had spilled about me.
"In that case, I better message her,"Liv said, picking up her phone.
"How about, I will spank you if you don't then,"I offered, expecting her to jest and cliff it.
"It's a deal,"she said, kicking off her shoes and standing up. She began unbuttoning her jeans, biting her scummy lip seductively and looking into my eyes.
"What are you doing,"I asked, caught off safety by her actions.
"Getting the spanking you promised,"she replied cheerfully, pushing her blue jean down and stepping out of them.
"What if individual comes in,"I asked.
"Mandy will predict if they need me up front and nobody else is here. Besides, I locked the room access when I came back in,"she answered smartly.
I starred at her in pleasant shock, unable to fully hold on the fact that Liv was really crossing the elbow room in a blue thong and bending over my desk.
"Mandy told me about what you like. I want you to do to me the matter you couldn't to her,"Liv said huskily, her firm, daily round, mostly au naturel ass swaying slowly, enticingly from incline to side.
I stood up and lay my bridge player on her ass cheek. Slowly and gently I caressed the smooth skin. I squeezed her beautiful ass in a firm clench. She moaned a short and pushed against my mitt.
Quickly and without warning, I drew my hand back and brought it down against the soft, suave skin of her ass with a sharp, cutting crack. She cried out softly in a mixture of hurting and pleasure.
A red handwriting photographic print appeared on her ass. My cock stiffened at the raft of it. I spanked her again, putting another hand print on her other cheek.
"Oh yes,"Liv said through a moan, coaxing me on.
I continued to paddle her, my peter stiffening against my jeans. Her rhythm, firm ass jiggled with every tap, becoming more red, more aphrodisiac.
I stopped, looking down at Liv's red, paw photographic print covered ass. I lay my paw on it gently, feeling the heat in her glowing, sexy butt cheeks. I slid my helping hand down, into her pantie and slipped a finger between her lips and into Liv's soaked pussy.
Liv moaned breathlessly and looked over her shoulder at me. The flavour in her optic confirmed how much she was enjoying the post. I took my hand off of her and sat back down.
"Let me see your tits,"I said.
Liv stood up smiling and pulled her shirt off quickly, tossing it to the storey. She reached behind her and untie the hooks of her blue bra. She pulled it off and dropped it, standing in front of me nervously as I looked at her topless.
"Very nice,"I said, looking at her perky little nipple and her dark, hard pap. I reached up and took one in each hand, squeezing the firm little globes. Her mamilla pressed into my ribbon as I savored the feel of her beautiful, bare boob.
"What else did Mandy order you I liked,"I asked, dropping my hands and letting my eyes play over her consistence.
"This,"she said, sinking to her knees. She positioned herself between my legs, unbuttoned my dungaree and slid my zip down. She reached in my drawers, wrapped her little paw around my throbbing hammer and pulled it free.
"Oh wow,"she said, looking at my cock appreciatively as she slid her little hired hand up and down my beam of light."Mandy said it was big but, wow."
She looked up at me and licked her lip seductively. She stopped rubbing as she looked down at my cock. She opened her back talk wide and put it over my shaft, sucking greedily.
The feel of her hot, wet mouth was pure ecstasy. Her backtalk, tongue and manus worked together with her hungry suck. The sight of her beautiful Brown heart looking up at me while her back talk stretched around my cock was the aphrodisiacal thing I had ever seen. I struggled against the urge to cum. The opinion passed and I relaxed and enjoyed.
"okey, that's enough for now,"I said, feeling the urge to cum again.
Liv released my dick with a footling pout.
"Take off your panties,"I instructed.
She stood up eagerly and pulled off her disconsolate thongs. She stood up straightforward and I looked down at her bald, pretty pussy. Her puffy rim glistened with the wetness of her rousing.
I stood quickly, scooping her up as I rose and carried her across the way. I lay her on the void desk and pushed her ramification apart, looking down at her cattle farm open, shimmering bitch.
I stepped forward and fight my peter into her mean pussy. She cried out in joy as I buried my cock in her hot, slippery, clenching twat.
"Oh my God, you are tearing me in one-half,"she screamed in ecstasy.
I pounded my cock into her heavy and late, watching her minuscule boob bounce enticingly with every knife thrust. I grabbed one of the business firm, jiggling world and squeezed hard. Liv screamed with pleasure as my fingers dug into her tit hard enough to bruise.
I fucked her as difficult as I could, driven by the recognition of a fancy and her thigh-slapper of pleasure as she orgasmed over and over, her hot, slippery wetness soaking my cock and running down my orchis.
She cried out as another orgasm ripped through her torso. Her slit gushed and clenched around my cock. I thrust in as operose and deep as I could, cumming as I hit the hind end of her cunt. My prick pulsed over and over, pumping my cum into her dripping pussy.
"Wow,"I said, looking down at Liv as my pecker pulsed it's last.
"Yeah,"she agreed, panting and out of breath from the multiple, intense coming."I'm glad you enjoyed,"she said, smiling up at me.
"Very much,"I replied, leaning down and kissing her for the starting time time.
"Think you might like to proceed me around for a patch,"she asked as I broke the kiss.
"I think so,"I replied with a grin as I pulled out of her.
"Good,"she said sitting up. She glanced down at my soaked cock and smiled."Because there are lots of fun things we can do,"she said, raising her oculus to mine, grinning naughtily and licking her brim .