Here 's another floor guy, its a really slow start, so if that 's not your trend, this probably is n't for you, but I had fun writing it. And wanted to share another one of my ... `` escapade '' ( idk what else to call them ). Thanks again for reading, enjoy ! ! < 3

After starting a new position at study, I started spending to a lesser extent and to a lesser extent meter out in the warehouse with my favorite coworkers and more and More time in the boring, cold billet. I missed my coworkers, my supporter, and I missed walking around freely. Sitting in such a humble office made my leg restless and my back sore.

I stared blankly at my computing machine screenland, I had been working on the same task for over an hour and still had n't made any progression towards finishing it. My mind was clouded with a million thought process, and I could n't concentrate on the assignment before me. I pushed my seat back with a sigh. `` I need a shift. '' I mumbled to myself. I could put off my assignment and spend a bit of clip in the warehouse.

I stood up and headed out towards the break elbow room. As i reached for the room access, it suddenly flew overt and I jumped back. `` Hey y- '' My parole caught in my throat and I stared at the man in figurehead of me. My coworker, David, stood before me, a storm look on his bighearted face.

`` Shit, I 'm sad, '' He said, quickly pulling me into a hug. `` You 're so light i did n't see you through the window. ``
`` I 'm not even that short. `` I insisted. I stood at a mere 5'3 ( that 's average young lady height, right ? ). I suppose to a man who stood at 6'1, that was considered short. I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed closer to him. His Koln filled my nose and sent blow waves down my body.

David was one of my favorite coworkers and I had n't seen him since he got transferred to another section, six month ago. Excitement filled my body and my heart boomed loudly in my chest. I do n't know why, but being around Jacques Louis David always got me hot and bothered.
He certainly was cute, he was 28, but his chubby cheek and minimum seventh cranial nerve hair, made him look closer to my age ( 23 ). He was always friendly, greeting me in the aurora, giving me hugs, and telling me how very much fun he would ingest with me during work. At breaks I 'd massage his shoulders and he 'd moan and say. `` My God, why are n't you doing this professionally ? ''

`` Hey, as much as I like your hugs, any foresightful and its going to get very awkward between us. '' He said quietly into my ear. I pulled away from him abruptly and took a couple step back. I had never heard him anything like that, he was usually very quiet and well mannered. I felt a hint of pain in the neck between my wooden leg and moved from understructure to hoof, awkwardly.

`` You gon na help with checking in today ? '' He asked, changing the subject. I nodded my foreland. `` Yeah, exclusively clock time I really get to be in the warehouse now ... '' I frowned.

`` well then let 's micturate the to the highest degree of it. '' He smiled and then brushed past me.I stood in the doorway for a bit, his smell still lingering on my shirt, then followed him into the warehouse.

David, like many of my coworkers, drove a forklift around the warehouse, picking Cartesian product and moving them here and there throughout the warehouse. It kept them busy, and us separated a lot of the fourth dimension.

I walked from load to load, inspecting each item that was picked the nighttime before and checked them off my inclination. I stopped every now and then, to breath in his perfume, then would start up again.

`` How 's it going ? `` St. David, pulled up behind me as checked another item from my list.

`` Pretty honest, so far no trouble. '' I said, facing him with a smile. He gave me a award winning smile and my gist boomed. `` How about another hug, I 've really missed you, buddy. '' The scent had disappeared from my apparel, and i craved more of it. He looked around the warehouse and then stepped off his lift.

He wrapped his implements of war around my waist and pulled me towards him. `` I really ca n't check myself anymore.. '' I looked up at him, I was n't sure if I had heard him right. `` I- '' His digit sank down from the small of my back and found their way to my ass. He dug his fingers in needingly and pressed himself hard against me. `` I do n't know why, but suddenly seeing you this morning ... ..I want you, bad. ``

And with that he pulled away from me suddenly, leaving me in a daze. `` I got ta get back to work, '' He said facing away from me, and got back on his lift. `` I 'll see you at prison-breaking. ``

Two 60 minutes flew by and I rushed out of the storage warehouse and into the girls bathroom. I gave myself a once over in the large mirror. My curly brown hair was a bit mussy, but with a hand total of water I quickly moved my haircloth back into situation. With that done, i moved on to fixing my clothes, I had wore my tight, blackness champion Wars leggings and a large black and Stanford White t-shirt. I took the haircloth tie off my wrist joint and wrapped it around the heme of my shirt. I tucked the gnarl under my shirt until it was rolled up at my waist. I gave it a couple youngster adjustments, then turned around and looked at my butt. If i had to beak my good feature article, my ass would definitely be the people 's ( as in guys I 've hooked up with 's ) choice.

I walked into the break room, refreshed, and found Jacques Louis David sitting at one of the tables with our early coworker. `` Yo, '' our other coworker greeted me as he stuffed half a slice of pizza into his mouth. `` You still wan na get your material at lunch ? '' I had carpooled with him that morning, and hated bringing my purse and stuff into work, but was planning on eating tiffin and was going to need my billfold. `` Yeah, I will. Just let me know when you 're going on lunch. `` He nodded as he stuffed the other half into his back talk, then got up from the table and walked out.

Jacques Louis David pulled up a chair next to him and patted it. I sat beside him and he placed his handwriting on my thigh. The break room was empty besides us, but we both looked around cautiously. `` Seriously, what is with you ? '' He said staring hard at me. I raised an eyebrow curiously.

`` What do you mean ? '' I asked and he gripped my second joint more, sending shiver down my spine.

`` When did you get so hot, or am i just now noticing ? '' He asked seriously. `` I mean, i always thought you were cute, but today ... just from you hugging me, I started getting hard. '' I looked at him wide eyed. Had I really changed that a good deal since I had seen him finis ?

I mean, I was wearing a little more than make up than usual, but null a guy would notice. My weighting, perhaps ? I had lost about 15 pounds ( taking me back down to 125 ) for my vacation a month back. My stomach had gotten flatter, i just wanted to reckon cute enough to show off my small two-piece. Other than that, I was sure i looked like my usual ego.

`` My meter up. '' he said pulling me out of my thoughts. He looked down at me seriously, his heart glued on mine as he ran his fingers over my thigh.

`` Urgh ! ! Fuck it ! '' He leaned in and pressed his back talk to mine. His hand traveled from my thigh up to my shirt and he squeezed my knocker. I moaned against his mouth and he continued, sliding his manus up the top of my shirt, and down into my bra. He touched my bare tegument, his hand heating up to match his excitement.

`` Fuck, you 're seriously going to get me in trouble, '' He said finally pulling his lip and hired man away. `` So much hassle. '' At the time, I thought he meant we 'd get caught if we kept up. ( Came to observe out later, he 's conjoin or something along the line of credit ) He leaned in and kissed me again, a bit rougher this time, pressing my lips apart as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I savored the gustatory modality of his tongue and moved mine around with his.

I fixed my shirt and then we returned to our study, occasionally exchanging flavour when we 'd pass each other. It continued on like this for the next couple of hours. I 'd occasionally check for when he 'd be coming, and then I 'd purposely bend over, my ass high up in the air, directing it at him as I `` inspect '' the products. I loved teasing him. I could always evidence when he 'd stop and just stare at me, but I 'd never look at him, just continued working.

Finally it was dejeuner time. My coworker and I had gone to his car and as we were returning I saw St. David heading out to his. He looked over at me, gesturing his nous towards the car and smiled.

`` Hey, i think you should go see him. `` My coworker said with a grin. We were good Quaker and fuck buddy, so he knew how I was. He also knew which bozo at piece of work wanted to screw my mastermind out, and he had already known, St. David was one of them. I followed his advice and headed to David 's car.

As soon as I got in David wasted no clock time, he pressed his mouth to mine and snog me vigorously, biting, sucking and tugging on my bottom of the inning lip.

`` I 've never done anything like this, '' He said in between osculation. I had. Luckily enough David had parked in the final spot of the lot, and the car side by side to us was big enough to obturate his from any eyes.

I reached down and ran my hand over the hump in his pants, teasing him slightly as i undid his button. His trailer truck hard dick popped out and greeted me. I wrapped my fingers around it and stroked it until it was fully raise and standing at a soundly 6 and 1/2 inches. Precum leaked from his tip and I rubbed it around with my thumb as i slowly stoked his cock up and down.

When I was sure he finally had enough of my teasing, I pulled my mouth from his. I leaned down, looking up at him as his gaze followed me. I smiled then opened my oral fissure wide and sank his shaft into my hot, wet lip. He groaned and put his mitt on my shoulder. I took 4 inch of his cock into my sassing in one go, pressing my tongue across the tip and flicking it back and forth. He bucked his hips a slight, and i eagerly let him slew more into my mouth. To me sucking pecker was never a chore, in fact I did it more for myself than for the guys.

I bobbed my head more quickly, angling my mouth dissimilar ways as i came back down, my knife gliding down over the position, coating it all with my saliva. `` Shit, '' He groaned. `` Why the hell are you so good at this ? '' I wanted to separate him it was because i loved cock, but I 'm certain he could tell from the way I licked and sucked on his peter. I pulled my mouth back off his cock, and licked the fingerbreadth of my right hand. I gripped his tool and slid it quickly up and down as i encircled the tip of his turncock with my thumb.

His putz twitched and he groaned as i teased him more, stopping occasionally to cream over his putz again before stroking it up. `` nooky ... .mmm, good girl. '' He praised me. `` suck that cock, baby. '' His password sent more over the boundary. I wanted to please him more, I let his pecker fall from my script, and quickly caught it in my back talk. He put his deal on the back of my head, and began to guild me up and down. I kept up my stride, working my glossa and tightening my lips around his cock, noisily enjoying my meal. He was tight, i could palpate his hammer spasming between my lips. And right as he began to moan my name. The car next to us beeped.

I started to sit up, but he pushed my oral sex back down. `` Mmph ? ! ? '' I groaned as the al-Qaida of his rooster reached my teeth, his peter head teacher pressed against the back of my throat. I started to struggle a bit as my pharynx started clamping up around him. `` I 'm so close, '' he moaned. `` Just a bit more. ''

He held my tomentum and he forcefully pushed my head up and down on his peter. baloney coated my lips and trailed down my oral cavity. I tried to breath when I could, but it was hard to match the timing of his knife thrust. My eye rolled back a bit and I started feeling brightness level headed. The estimation of getting caught had really turned him on, and he aggressively fucked my oral fissure to prove it. `` Fuuuuuuck ! '' he shoved my head down until my boldness was nestled in his pubic hair. shipment after gooey cargo shot down my throat. He held me down until his fifth and concluding load then pulled my head back up and kissed me.

I sat back panting as I wiped the spit off my face. And just as I had finished, the car door next to mine opened up and a trivial old man got in. He smiled and waved before starting his car and driving off.

`` I 've never cum from getting straits before. '' He said once the man was gone.

`` You 're welcome. '' I managed to say, my throat hurt a bit. I looked over at him as he took out his cigarettes, his hands were visibly shaking. `` That good, huh ? '' He looked at his hands. `` That good. ``

We sat in his car the eternal rest of lunch while he recovered, we talked about things we liked during sex, and how he had been interested me for a while, but thought I wasnt concern. Until finally, it was time to go back to work.

I got out of the car and pulled my shirt down to cover my butt, i could feel the wet pip between my legs ontogeny. He must have noticed before I could cover it. `` You 're working a twelve 60 minutes shift today, right ? '' He asked. `` Yeah, what about it. '' I asked curiously. `` How about during second luncheon, I return the party favor ? ``


Once again thanks for reading. If you wan na know how instant tiffin went, let me know. Itll be a unretentive story, but at least there will be alot more action and LE story. : D