It was a typical, night shift Sunday. The Brobdingnagian manufacturing plant, normally bustling with interference and activity, lay quiet and dark. I was in my office/quality lab, dipping parts in chemicals and singing along with the cranked up stereo.
"I didn't know you could sing,"person exclaimed behind me. I spun around, startled by the sudden and unexpected voice.
Recognizing Olivia, a cute little brunette executive program, I relaxed and leaned against the counter laughing at myself.
"You scared the screwing out of me Liv,"I said, reaching back to move around down the stereo.
"Sorry,"she replied with a cute but, unapologetic smile."I didn't mean to jump you. You really do feature a beautiful singing spokesperson though."
"Thank you,"I replied."So, other than sneaking up on people, what brings you back to my region,"I asked as my heart pace slowed to normal. I assumed that she wouldn't walk the nearly one fourth part mile from the front of the massive manufacturing plant to my role in back for no reason.
"Nothing really,"she replied, making me think my Assumption was faulty."Just bored and thought I would see if you were here."She shrugged her berm noncommittally and began smoothing one of her longsighted braids.
"Don't have much running tonight,"I asked, sounding casual while I wondered at the quirkiness of the situation and her body linguistic process. Liv and I had always been friendly on the rare and brief function our paths had crossed but, she had never sought out my company before or acted in any way shy around me. I couldn't avail but hope she was flirting with me.
"Just one cell and, my outdo the great unwashed running it,"she answered.
"Thrilling,"I said for something to say."deprivation to step out for a smoke ?"
"Sure,"she responded in, what seemed like, fill-in and ebullience.
I stepped past her and opened the office door.
"After you,"I said, holding the threshold exposed and stepping back.
"Thank you form 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 approximate room access. My gaze fixed on the nearly hypnotic, seductive swaying of her sensually extensive pelvic arch and shapely ass.
We stepped through the propped candid door and into the humid duskiness. We lit our cigarettes and smoked in amiable quietly.
"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.
"fountainhead, it wasn't anything severe anyway,"I replied cautiously, wondering if Mandy had been hoping for more and sent Liv on a recon missionary post. It was the first base time Liv had ever asked something so personal and I assumed Mandy was the real rationality she had come to my office.
"That's what she told me,"Liv responded evenly.
We smoked in quiet as I waited for Liv to keep questioning me about why I called it off with Mandy.
"You can do better,"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 coffin nail into the tush can. After another drag, Liv followed case and walked back inside. I followed, my eyes on her ass again as we approached my part.
I felt a little foolish for thinking she might take in been flirting with me. Not that I am bad looking, if you are into the big, burly, bearded, long haired and rugged case but, Liv liked pretty boy 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 man and was surprised when she walked back into my function and sat down in the superfluous hot seat by the bare desk.
I shut the door, rounded the corner and sat down at my desk. I half faced Liv and turned on my estimator for something to do.
"Kinda warm tonight,"Liv commented. She leaned forward in her chairperson and began to unbutton the red, recollective sleeve work shirt our party made supervisors wear.
"I can turn over up the air,"I offered, though the office felt sight assuredness 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 hang it over her chair.
My attempt to not stare failed as I saw what was underneath the red work shirt. She wore a Elwyn Brooks White tank top that clung to her lowly, buoyant breasts and showcased her fit, curvy body while contrasting her bronze tegument beautifully. I looked away as she turned back around.
"Does that work,"she asked, pointing at the burnt umber Lord
atop the big filing cabinet.
"It certain does,"I replied, sword lily for the exculpation to look at her."Want me to make a pot ?"
"My gran always said 'never let a cowpuncher make the umber',"she replied with a smiling."Just tell me where everything is and I will do it."
"My gran had the Saame saying. Coffee and filters are down there,"I said, pointing at the backside drawer of the filing storage locker.
Liv stood up and opened the draftsman. She bent over, giving me a good look at her ass. A light bluing thong 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 in good order back,"she said, leaving the office to get water. The door squeaked spread out and thumped shut. I put my articulatio cubiti on the desk and buried my face 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 apparent. The fact I didn't know what that something was frustrated me.
I told myself to slack and be patient. I assured myself that response would come. I reminded myself not to brood to much on my hopes or how pull to her I was.
I raised my heading as the room access opened. I grabbed my shiner and clicked on a random Indian file as the doorway closed and pretended to study the silver screen as Liv walked into sight.
"Do you have cups,"she asked, starting the deep brown maker.
"Cups, sugar and, non dairy creamer are on the top shelf,"I answered, pointing at the cupboard.
Liv opened the closet and stood on tiptoe, stretching to reach the top shelf. Her tankful top pulled up, showing her G-string again along with the smooth, tan skin of her lower backbone and side. 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,"she said, either buying my excuse or not minding my starring at her.
"You went to Hawaii,"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 felicitous to sing about it.
"Why Hawaii,"I encouraged.
"When my daughter started gamy school, I told her that if she graduated with an A average, I would take her on a trip. She graduated valedictorian of her course of instruction in June and wanted to go to Hawaii,"Liv explained proudly.
"I didn't recognize your daughter was old enough to graduate,"I said, knowing Liv was my age at near, though she looked ten years younger.
"Yep, I had her at 16,"Liv said, confirming that she was a year or two younger than my thirty six.
"Was it nice there,"I asked.
"Absolutely beautiful,"she replied quickly."Want to see some pictures ?"
"I would fuck to,"I answered, noting her obvious desire to usher 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 concealment.
My affectionateness heartbeat faster at the touching of her arm against mine. My heading swam at the intoxicating scent of her. A flowery, sweet feel that was mystifying than soap and scent.
"This is me and Amy at the falls,"she said, showing me a icon of her and a miss who looked like a unseasoned edition of her. Both wore brilliant yellow bikini tops and cut off 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.
"plosive consonant it,"she said bashfully, swatting my arm lightly as a blush rose in her impudence.
After a few Thomas More flick, she slid back.
"smell like you had a blast,"I said.
"We did,"she replied, standing up to get coffee."How do you take 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 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 patience 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 java cup.
"Alright, spill it,"I said, amiably but firmly.
"fall what,"she asked, obviously stalling by feigning ignorance.
"You didn't come up back here because you were bored,"I stated."You have a reason and it's meter you spit it out."
"That obvious,"she asked, grinning sheepishly. She sat her cup down and roll out 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 fierce blush rising in her cheeks as she looked down at the flooring nervously.
"Are you grave,"I asked, stunned.
She raised her center 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 airing on her fount."The clip was just never right to tell you."
"I thought you only went for pretty son,"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 descend between their friendship.
"She is the intellect I decided to try,"Liv said."She told me that we would be a secure fit. She told me a lot about you and the more I heard, the more I liked."
"What did she evidence you,"I asked, curious.
"Just stuff. little girl talk,"she replied, a racy grin on her nerve."She said if you didn't devote me a luck, to get ahold of Tina and tell apart her you miss her,"she said, laughing at the prickteaser.
"That won't be necessary,"I said, laughing myself at the horrible memory of the buxom girl's action mechanism.
"Are you trusted, 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 option,"I said, grinning at the challenge and getting an estimate of the thing Mandy had spilled about me.
"In that case, I better message her,"Liv said, picking up her phone.
"How about, I will paddle you if you don't then,"I offered, expecting her to jest and drop it.
"It's a deal,"she said, kicking off her skid 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 sentry duty by her actions.
"Getting the spanking you promised,"she replied cheerfully, pushing her jeans down and stepping out of them.
"What if somebody comes in,"I asked.
"Mandy will call if they need me up front end 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 impact, ineffectual to fully get the picture the fact that Liv was really crossing the 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, 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 smooth skin. I squeezed her beautiful ass in a business firm grasp. She moaned a lilliputian and pushed against my manus.
Quickly and without warning, I drew my hand back and brought it down against the soft, smooth tegument of her ass with a sharp, stick cranny. She cried out softly in a concoction of pain and pleasure.
A red script print appeared on her ass. My cock stiffened at the sight of it. I spanked her again, putting another hand print on her early cheek.
"Oh yes,"Liv said through a moan, coaxing me on.
I continued to spank her, my cock stiffening against my jeans. Her daily round, house ass jiggled with every bang, becoming more red, more aphrodisiac.
I stopped, looking down at Liv's red, hand print covered ass. I lay my hand on it gently, feeling the heat in her glowing, sexy butt cheeks. I slid my hand down, into her pantie and slipped a digit between her lips and into Liv's soaked purulent.
Liv moaned breathlessly and looked over her shoulder joint at me. The feel in her eyes confirmed how a great deal she was enjoying the position. I took my hand off of her and sat back down.
"Let me see your titty,"I said.
Liv stood up smiling and pulled her shirt off quickly, tossing it to the storey. She reached behind her and undo the hook shot of her blue bra. She pulled it off and dropped it, standing in straw man of me nervously as I looked at her topless.
"Very nice,"I said, looking at her perky picayune boob and her dark, unvoiced mammilla. I reached up and took one in each script, squeezing the house trivial globes. Her nipple pressed into my thenar as I savored the feel of her beautiful, bare bosom.
"What else did Mandy say you I liked,"I asked, dropping my custody and letting my oculus play over her trunk.
"This,"she said, sinking to her stifle. She positioned herself between my pegleg, unbuttoned my denim and slide my zipper down. She reached in my drawers, wrapped her piffling hired hand around my throbbing cock and pulled it free.
"Oh wow,"she said, looking at my cock appreciatively as she slid her minor hand up and down my spear."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 mouth spacious and put it over my prick, sucking greedily.
The feel of her hot, wet mouth was utter ecstasy. Her lips, tongue and hands worked together with her hungry sucking. The vision of her beautiful brown heart looking up at me while her lips stretched around my cock was the sexy thing I had ever seen. I struggled against the urge to cum. The feel passed and I relaxed and enjoyed.
"okey, that's enough for now,"I said, feeling the impulse to cum again.
Liv released my cock with a little Ameiurus Melas.
"Take off your scanty,"I instructed.
She stood up eagerly and pulled off her blasphemous thongs. She stood up straight and I looked down at her bald, pretty purulent. Her puffy brim glistened with the wetness of her arousal.
I stood quickly, scooping her up as I rose and carried her across the room. I lay her on the empty desk and pushed her legs apart, looking down at her spread overt, shimmering cunt.
I stepped forward and pushed my cock into her tight pussy. She cried out in pleasure as I buried my cock in her hot, slippery, clenching cunt.
"Oh my God, you are tearing me in half,"she screamed in ecstasy.
I pounded my prick into her hard and deep, watching her little tits bounce enticingly with every drive. I grabbed one of the firm, jiggling globes and squeezed hard. Liv screamed with pleasure as my fingers dug into her tit strong enough to contuse.
I fucked her as punishing as I could, driven by the realization of a illusion and her sidesplitter of pleasure as she orgasmed over and over, her hot, tricky wetness soaking my shaft and running down my balls.
She cried out as another orgasm ripped through her body. Her twat gushed and clenched around my turncock. I thrust in as firmly and cryptical as I could, cumming as I hit the bottom of her snatch. My cock pulsed over and over, pumping my cum into her dripping slit.
"Wow,"I said, looking down at Liv as my prick 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 get-go sentence.
"Think you might like to keep me around for a while,"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 scores of fun things we can do,"she said, raising her optic to mine, grinning naughtily and licking her brim .