When Amy came to work, I noticed. Who wouldn't? Her slender, tall frame topped by flaming red hair had me wondering if she were red at both ends. Her small, perky breasts seemed to always sport pert nipples, and the way her ass moved when she walked had more than one man running into stationary objects.
Two things led me to believe that I would know her only as a friend. One, she was married to the soon to be plant manager, and two, she had just celebrated her twenty-first birthday. She belonged to my boss and I was old enough to be her father, not very good reasons to expect an affair.
I controlled my lust and began the job of training her to work in the warehouse with me, unloading trucks full of merchandise. As the hours turned into days, we began to explore each other's lives outside of work. I told her I was divorced, and planning on staying that way, and I learned that she was only moderately happy in her marriage. According to her, her husband just wasn't exciting enough for her.
Soon, our lunch breaks were filled with intimate conversation, mostly me trying to give her ideas on how to spice up her love life. Finally one day she asked me what I liked in bed. Until that moment, I had been more of a father figure, a mentor if you will, but with that question she had opened the door to forbidden topics. I told her that I was a very kinky person, that I sometimes needed control over another person.
At first, I could tell that while she was intrigued, she was also very embarrassed, so I plunged on with the explanation. As I explained the kinds of things I liked, her pert nipples seem to grow harder before my eyes. I told her how exciting it was for me to bind a lover to the bed, blindfold her, then spend hours teasing and pleasing her almost to the point of insanity. I told her of my experiences with semi-public sex, that the thought of being caught was an incredible turn-on.
As I talked, she began to ask probing questions, the kind of questions that let me know that she was interested. Over the next few days, she came to me many times with suggestions or questions, so much so, that I thought that she must be getting up her courage to try some of the things with her husband.
It turns out that I was way off base, she wanted to try things with me! She said it was because I was experienced and would not hurt her, that, as I was older, I would know more ways to please her. Finally, near tears of humiliation, she asked if I would lead her into the world of Domination.
I spent the entire lunch break making her answer some very hard questions, after all, if I was to risk everything, I wanted to know how far to push her. I couldn't push her past her limits, but at the same time, I had to at least reach her limits.
As it turned out, that day was Friday, giving both of us the week-end to decide whether or not to go further. I spent the next two days trying to talk some sense into my lust filled brain. It didn't work! Monday morning, before leaving for work, I got my handcuffs from my toy chest and put them in the trunk of my car, just in case.
As soon as I laid eyes on Amy, I knew that there was no turning back. She had a look on her face, part fear, part anticipation, that told me she had lost her battle with common sense as well.
Mondays are always slow,usually no more than two trucks to unload, and this Monday was no exception. We had two trucks scheduled and one of them only half full. With a little luck, we would be finished by lunch.
While we were at the time clock, she averted her eyes, bowed her head slightly, and said, "I'm ready to begin our shift, Sir."
The 'Sir' part was my signal that she belonged to me, at least for the time we would work together. As we walked through the plant and into the warehouse, I instructed her to go to the restroom and remove her bra. I wanted to see her tits swing free under her T-shirt. From the look she gave me, I knew she was wondering what to tell her husband if he came into the warehouse. I answered her before she could ask. "Tell him the strap broke on your bra and that you two need the money to badly for you to take time off to go home."
A few minutes later she arrived at my side. I could clearly see her hard nipples through the thin material. The sight caused my cock to jerk, straining to life inside my pants. Without a word, we began to unload the first truck sitting at the dock.
As our work progressed, her shirt became wet with perspiration, sticking to her chest and accentuating her female attributes. The thrill of knowing that the driver was getting a good look, that I would please her shortly, and that her husband might walk in at any moment, all had her nipples painfully erect before the truck was even halfway unloaded. From her flushed expression every time she looked at me, I knew that she was very aroused! Her deep green eyes silently pleaded with me to do something, anything to relieve her pent up frustration!
I almost gave in to her, but decided that I would make her wait a little longer. We were almost finished with the first truck when I saw the second one back up to the next dock. I called her to one side and ordered her to go remove her panties and bring them to me. Not in the restroom as she had with her bra, but behind some stacked pallets just barely high enough to keep her hidden from sight. I ordered her not to touch herself in any way that would cause pleasure, then swatted her ass to get her moving.
I needn't have worried about her masturbating, from where she had to stand to be hidden from me and the two drivers, she was plainly visible if anyone should decide to enter the area we were working in.
When she returned, only seconds later, her face was bright red with humiliation, and the soft material she thrust into my hand was soaked with cunt cream! I was even positive that I could detect a small patch of wetness on her jeans between her legs.
The second truck was a refrigerated one carrying milk and other perishable items. The cold air against her wet nipples had her so aroused that it was clearly evident, causing one of the drivers to openly adjust his thickening cock right in front of her. Her embarrassment caused her to work faster to unload the truck, and get on with the playtime I had promised her.
