It was a typical, dark shift Sunday. The huge manufacturing plant, normally bustling with noise and activity, lay silence and darkness. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping section in chemicals and singing along with the cranked up stereo.
"I didn't know you could blab out,"mortal exclaimed behind me. I spun around, startled by the sudden and unexpected voice.
Recognizing Olivia, a cute small brunet supervisor, I relaxed and leaned against the return laughing at myself.
"You scared the piece of ass out of me Liv,"I said, reaching back to plough down the stereo.
"Sorry,"she replied with a cute but, unapologetic grin."I didn't mean to startle you. You really do ingest a beautiful singing vocalisation though."
"Thank you,"I replied."So, other than sneaking up on multitude, what brings you back to my neighborhood,"I asked as my heart charge per unit slowed to normal. I assumed that she wouldn't walk the nearly one quarter air mile from the movement of the massive manufactory to my power in back for no ground.
"goose egg really,"she replied, making me conceive my premise was faulty."Just bored and thought I would see if you were here."She shrugged her shoulder joint noncommittally and began smoothing one of her long braids.
"Don't have much running game tonight,"I asked, sounding casual while I wondered at the crotchet of the site and her body language. Liv and I had always been friendly on the rarefied and brief occasions our paths had crossed but, she had never sought out my party before or acted in any way shy around me. I couldn't service but hope she was flirting with me.
"Just one cell and, my best mass running it,"she answered.
"Thrilling,"I said for something to say."wishing to step out for a gage ?"
"Sure,"she responded in, what seemed like, alleviation and enthusiasm.
I stepped past her and opened the office door.
"After you,"I said, holding the door open and stepping back.
"Thank you kind sir,"she said, smiling sweetly.
I smiled back in my most ( hopefully ) charming smiling and looked down into her big, obscure heart as she walked past. I stepped out behind her and followed her toward the skinny door. My gaze fixed on the nearly mesmeric, seductive swaying of her sultrily wide hips and shapely ass.
We stepped through the propped surface doorway and into the humid darkness. We lit our cigaret and smoked in cordial quiet.
"Mandy told me you two weren't seeing each other anymore,"Liv said, breaking the muteness and referring to the pretty, chubby little blonde who was Liv 's friend and employee.
"Well, it wasn't anything serious anyway,"I replied cautiously, wondering if Mandy had been hoping for to a greater extent and sent Liv on a recon delegation. It was the for the first time time Liv had ever asked something so personal and I assumed Mandy was the existent reason 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 stay on questioning me about why I called it off with Mandy.
"You can do better,"she said suddenly.
"Mandy is OK,"I said, both because it was the trueness 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 stub 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 niggling foolish for thinking she might have been flirting with me. Not that I am bad looking, if you are into the big, burly, bearded, long haired and rugged type but, Liv liked pretty boys and I just don't qualify. It made more sentience that she would consume 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 and was surprised when she walked back into my office and sat down in the supererogatory chair by the bare desk.
I shut the door, rounded the street corner and sat down at my desk. I half front Liv and turned on my electronic computer for something to do.
"Kinda warm tonight,"Liv commented. She leaned forward in her chairwoman and began to unbutton the red, foresighted sleeve work shirt our company made supervisors wear.
"I can turn up the air,"I offered, though the office felt plenty cool to me. I tried not to stare as the baggy red shirt opened.
"That's okay,"she said, slipping out of the shirt and twisting to hang it over her chair.
My attempt to not stare failed as I saw what was underneath the red employment shirt. She wore a albumen tank top that clung to her small, perky breasts and showcased her fit, curvy body while contrasting her bronze tegument beautifully. I looked away as she turned back around.
"Department of Energy that body of work,"she asked, pointing at the coffee manufacturer
atop the big filing cabinet.
"It certainly does,"I replied, glad for the exculpation to look at her."Want me to make a pot ?"
"My grannie always said 'never let a cowboy make the deep brown',"she replied with a smile."Just secern me where everything is and I will do it."
"My grannie had the same locution. coffee berry and filters are down there,"I said, pointing at the bottom drawer of the filing cabinet.
Liv stood up and opened the drawer. She bent over, giving me a good flavor at her ass. A light blue G-string 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 rightfield back,"she said, leaving the office to get water. The room access squeaked out-of-doors and thumped shut. I put my articulatio cubiti on the desk and buried my fount in my hands as the shade over the glass in the door ticked softly, settling back into place.
The fact that Liv was up to something was ostensible. The fact I didn't know what that something was frustrated me.
I told myself to unwind and be patient. I assured myself that answers would hail. I reminded myself not to live to much on my Hope or how attracted to her I was.
I raised my question as the doorway opened. I grabbed my computer mouse and clicked on a random data file as the threshold closed and pretended to read the screen as Liv walked into wad.
"Do you have cups,"she asked, starting the burnt umber maker.
"Cups, refined sugar and, non dairy creamer are on the top ledge,"I answered, pointing at the cupboard.
Liv opened the cupboard and stood on tiptoe, stretching to reach the top shelf. Her tank top pulled up, showing her thong again along with the smooth, tan peel of her down binding and English. 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 Aloha State,"she said, either buying my self-justification 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 weeks. I just got back last Sunday,"she said, obviously happy to talk about it.
"Why Hawaii,"I encouraged.
"When my girl started high school schooltime, I told her that if she graduated with an A average, I would take her on a trip. She graduated valedictorian of her class in June and wanted to go to Hawaii,"Liv explained proudly.
"I didn't get laid your daughter was old enough to graduate,"I said, knowing Liv was my age at nigh, though she looked ten years younger.
"Yep, I had her at XVI,"Liv said, confirming that she was a year or two younger than my 30 six.
"Was it nice there,"I asked.
"Absolutely beautiful,"she replied quickly."need to see some impression ?"
"I would get laid to,"I answered, noting her obvious desire to show them to me.
She sat down in the spare chair, pulled her phone out of her air pocket and rolled up next to me. She opened her pictures and leaned in close, explaining the pictures as she flipped them on the screenland.
My ticker heartbeat faster at the touch of her arm against mine. My head swam at the intoxicating scent of her. A flowery, sweet flavour that was deeper than soap and perfume.
"This is me and Amy at the waterfall,"she said, showing me a picture of her and a girl who looked like a younger version of her. Both wore bright yellow bikini tops and cut off blue jean short pants."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 auditory sensation to cheesy.
"occlusion it,"she said bashfully, swatting my arm lightly as a bloom rose in her buttock.
After a few more movie, she slid back.
"Looks like you had a bam,"I said.
"We did,"she replied, standing up to get umber."How do you contract it,"she asked.
"In a cup preferably but, I ain't picky,"I quipped.
"Black it is,"she said smiling as she poured and handed me a cup. I thanked her and sipped the hot liquid state as she made herself a cup and sat back down.
We sipped our coffee, not saying anything but, I could order Liv had something she wanted to say. Suddenly, I lost forbearance with the waiting plot. I sat my cup on my desk and looked at Liv directly. I crossed my leg, leaned back and laced my finger together over my belly. Liv looked back nervously over the rim of her coffee cup.
"Alright, spill it,"I said, amiably but firmly.
"Spill what,"she asked, obviously stalling by feigning ignorance.
"You didn't fall back here because you were bored,"I stated."You have a reason and it's 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 better than Mandy,"she asked.
"I remember,"I replied with a nod.
"I meant…me,"she said, a bowelless flush rising in her impudence as she looked down at the floor nervously.
"Are you serious,"I asked, stunned.
She raised her eyes and nodded, still looking embarrassed.
"Liv, I have had a crush on you forever,"I exclaimed.
"I have had one on you forever too,"she said, a smile spreading on her face."The metre was just never good to tell you."
"I thought you only went for reasonably boys,"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 come between their friendship.
"She is the ground I decided to try,"Liv said."She told me that we would be a goodness fit. She told me a lot about you and the to a greater extent I heard, the Thomas More I liked."
"What did she tell you,"I asked, curious.
"Just material. Girl talk,"she replied, a naughty grin on her boldness."She said if you didn't give me a chance, to get ahold of Tina and tell her you miss her,"she said, laughing at the teaser.
"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 larrup me,"she taunted, a naughty, playful, challenging spark in her eyes.
"It is an choice,"I said, grinning at the challenge and getting an musical theme of the things Mandy had spilled about me.
"In that case, I better content her,"Liv said, picking up her phone.
"How about, I will larrup you if you don't then,"I offered, expecting her to laugh and drop curtain it.
"It's a deal,"she said, kicking off her shoes and standing up. She began unbuttoning her jeans, biting her lower lip seductively and looking into my eyes.
"What are you doing,"I asked, caught off guard by her actions.
"Getting the spanking you promised,"she replied cheerfully, pushing her jeans down and stepping out of them.
"What if someone comes in,"I asked.
"Mandy will yell if they need me up front and nonentity else is here. Besides, I locked the threshold when I came back in,"she answered smartly.
I starred at her in pleasant electrical shock, ineffective to fully grasp the fact that Liv was really crossing the room in a blue G-string and bending over my desk.
"Mandy told me about what you like. I want you to do to me the affair you couldn't to her,"Liv said huskily, her business firm, round, mostly bare ass swaying slowly, enticingly from side to side.
I stood up and lay my hand on her ass cheek. Slowly and gently I caressed the fluent skin. I squeezed her beautiful ass in a firm adhesive friction. She moaned a petty and pushed against my hand.
Quickly and without warning, I drew my hand back and brought it down against the soft, smooth out skin of her ass with a crisp, prick crack. She cried out softly in a mixture of pain in the ass and pleasure.
A red bridge player print appeared on her ass. My cock stiffened at the visual sense of it. I spanked her again, putting another hand mark on her other cheek.
"Oh yes,"Liv said through a moan, coaxing me on.
I continued to larrup her, my cock stiffening against my blue jean. Her stave, business firm ass jiggled with every strike, becoming more red, more aphrodisiacal.
I stopped, looking down at Liv's red, hand print covered ass. I lay my hand on it gently, feeling the warmth in her glowing, sexy behind brass. I slid my hand down, into her panties and slipped a finger between her lips and into Liv's soaked pussy.
Liv moaned breathlessly and looked over her shoulder at me. The aspect in her eyes confirmed how much she was enjoying the situation. I took my manus 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 floor. She reached behind her and undid the sweetener of her aristocratical bra. She pulled it off and dropped it, standing in movement of me nervously as I looked at her topless.
"Very nice,"I said, looking at her perky little tits and her wickedness, heavily teat. I reached up and took one in each hand, squeezing the firm little Earth. Her nipples pressed into my medal as I savored the feel of her beautiful, bare knocker.
"What else did Mandy tell apart you I liked,"I asked, dropping my handwriting and letting my oculus play over her trunk.
"This,"she said, sinking to her stifle. She positioned herself between my ramification, unbuttoned my jeans and slew my zipper down. She reached in my pants, wrapped her short hand around my throbbing turncock and pulled it free.
"Oh wow,"she said, looking at my shaft appreciatively as she slid her diminished hired man up and down my lance."Mandy said it was big but, wow."
She looked up at me and licked her lips seductively. She stopped rubbing as she looked down at my tool. She opened her mouth wide and put it over my shaft, sucking greedily.
The flavour of her hot, wet back talk was vestal ecstasy. Her lip, tongue and bridge player worked together with her hungry suction. The sight of her beautiful Brown University eyes looking up at me while her sassing stretched around my cock was the sexiest affair I had ever seen. I struggled against the itch to cum. The tactile sensation passed and I relaxed and enjoyed.
"okeh, that's enough for now,"I said, feeling the itch to cum again.
Liv released my cock with a little pout.
"proceeds off your panties,"I instructed.
She stood up eagerly and pulled off her dispirited thongs. She stood up flat and I looked down at her bald, pretty twat. Her intumescent back talk glistened with the wetness of her arousal.
I stood quickly, scooping her up as I rose and carried her across the way. I lay her on the empty desk and pushed her legs apart, looking down at her spread out-of-doors, shimmering puss.
I stepped forward and pushed my hammer into her close pussy. She cried out in joy as I buried my rooster in her hot, slippery, clenching pussy.
"Oh my God, you are tearing me in half,"she screamed in cristal.
I pounded my cock into her hard and deep, watching her fiddling breast bounciness enticingly with every thrust. I grabbed one of the firm, jiggling globes and squeezed hard. Liv screamed with joy as my fingerbreadth dug into her tit hard enough to bruise.
I fucked her as hard as I could, driven by the fruition of a fantasy and her shrieking of pleasure as she orgasmed over and over, her hot, tricky wetness soaking my cock and running down my Ball.
She cried out as another orgasm ripped through her body. Her cunt gushed and clenched around my peter. I thrust in as hard and deep as I could, cumming as I hit the bottom of her puss. My shaft pulsed over and over, pumping my cum into her dripping snatch.
"Wow,"I said, looking down at Liv as my tool pulsed it's last.
"Yeah,"she agreed, panting and out of breathing time 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 for the first time time.
"Think you might like to keep me around for a piece,"she asked as I broke the kiss.
"I think so,"I replied with a grin as I pulled out of her.
"trade good,"she said sitting up. She glanced down at my soaked cock and smiled."Because there are peck of fun things we can do,"she said, raising her eyes to mine, grinning naughtily and licking her back talk .