I guess I should start with a little something about myself. I am twenty four years old, unmarried. I'm about 5'4" with a curvy shape. My breasts are a 38C and very full and firm with pink nipples that stay hard. I have wavy black hair that is a few inches below my shoulders, I have nice legs and a great ass. Big, brown eyes and a sweet mouth. I can be very innocent looking and love to play up on that sometimes, I also like men to take control over me when it comes to sex. I get off on being dominated, and I like a little pain.
I work in a large bookstore with a liberal hiring policy. There are no drug tests and they make it clear that alternatives lifestyles are welcome. Needless to say there are many gay and lesbian employees and also a number of potheads or people with other recreational activities. Myself, I am a pot smoking bisexual, so it seemed like the place for me. Everyone was really nice to me and I started talking to more and more people there. I'd been single a little while and wasn't looking for a relationship, but a friend would be nice.
One of the men I work with is 12 years older than me, 36, but with a fun loving attitude and he looks young other than his graying black hair. He had very penetrating blue eyes that caught my attention. He was really funny and always flirting. Dan never really bothered hiding the fact that he was checking me out whenever I was near him. So I started dressing up for work. He made me feel good when I saw those blue eyes widen and then feel then traveling up and down my body.
I started wearing skirts, stockings and heels even though the long hours killed my feet sometimes. I made sure my shirts fit well, outlining my big breasts, curved waist, and that my nipples could be seen when they were hard but not too obviously. One of my favorite outfits in different variations was this skirt I had that reminded me of a ballerinas. It had a pink sheath lining with black, fluffy, lacy material over it that floated to right above my knees. When I twirled in a circle the black part would swirl up and around me. I would often wear a tight light pink shirt with it, black fishnet stockings with a red seam up the back, and these platform heels designed like loafers.
Whenever I would wear it Dan would smile and just keep looking at me. One day I wore the outfit, it was getting cooler outside so I came in with a black sweater over the pink shirt, kinda hiding the effect. Dan smiled as I walked by, "I love those shoes Jess. You look really nice today."
I smiled back and said a quick thanks before dashing down an aisle of books to get to the office. I needed to store my things before I clocked in. I was glad to see Dan there but disappointed that I had the sweater on when he saw me. At least he was working in customer service so whenever I clocked in or out he would be there. I took off my sweater and stored it and my purse in my locker.
I checked the clock and then looked at the days schedule. Me and Dan were both closing. We'd be here til almost eleven. I was happy so I walked out to the customer service desk to clock in. Dan wasn't there, he must've been helping a customer. Damn. Oh well, at least I know I'd see a lot of him today. I moved into the circular desk and started typing in my numbers.
I felt someone come up behind me, "I love that skirt on you. And the Victoria Secret stockings." Dan said softly into my ear when I clocked in.
I smiled, liking that he knew where the stockings came from proving that men can pay attention to good lingerie, and turned around, "Thanks Dan. It's so comfortable, plus it twirls!", I demonstrated the effect for him. We were standing close together and the edges of my skirt brushed his pants as I twirled in a small circle.
We started talking a bit as the store wasn't that busy. He told me about his marriage. He was married to a great lady and they had an open relationship. "Wait, so you're married but you can sleep around?" I said, kinda surprised, I only knew one couple that had an open marriage.
"Yeah. That bothers some people." He said looking directly into my eyes as we stopped on opposite sides of a table we were straightening.
"Not me. I think its cool, just don't know that many people secure enough to do that. I couldn't. Too selfish, don't like to share whats mine." I said laughing, looking back at him and letting my eyes take a quick trip down his trim, well built frame.
"Good. So what about you? I don't see a ring. You have a boyfriend? Or a girlfriend?" He said when my eyes met his again, his smile bright against his salt and pepper beard and mustache. Those bright blue eyes sliding from my face to my breasts and staying there for a few minutes before meeting mine again.
"I'm single. Now. Just got out of a bad relationship and am not looking for anything serious." I said smiling at the way he looked at me.
"Good to know." Dan said, bringing his eyes to my tits again before my attention was called by another coworker.
She wanted me to cover her section as she was sick and going home. Her section was right by Dan's so I agreed. Now we could be close and talking all night. Dan talked to her for a moment as she clocked out and then looked up at me and smiled. I smiled back and walked away into Dana's section.
The night went on with Dan often coming to talk to me or me going to customer service to talk to him. We were flirting more and more. I wondered where this would lead tonight. I sat outside on my break, thinking, reading and smoking. It was getting cold so when I went back in my nipples were obviously rock hard. I walked up to clock back in and Dan turned around and grinned when he saw my hard nipples poking out my shirt.
"Cold outside, Jess?" He said smiling. "You really do look good tonight."
"Thanks Dan. And yeah...It's a little cold, as you can plainly see." I said over my shoulder as I walked away again, his laughter in my ears.
We finally got busy and Dan and I couldn't talk much more before we closed. Once the store was straightened up we all walked outside. Dan and I happened to park near each other so we walked to my car talking. We both leaned against it and settled in, talking about all kinds of shit.
