The phone buzzes on Elizabeth Ann's desk. It isn't much of a desk; just a small stand big enough to hold the company's cordless phone base and phone, a pencil holder, a note pad, her own cell phone and a few oddities. But then her job as an order checker for the large medical supply warehouse doesn't require much more.
Beth picks up the receiver, "Warehouse, shipping."
"Hey Elizabeth, this is Amy from personnel. Would you like to go to lunch with me? I know a great little deli that has the best chocolate Sundays you have ever tasted. They also have a great assortment of French bread sandwiches to choose from."
"Thanks that would be great, Ms. Amy. I just have two more orders to check and then I'll be free. I'll meet you out front."
"OK, I'll see you in a bit," Amy Michelle answers her.
It is Beth's third day on the job working in the stockroom at Cardio-Pulmonary Supply. She is a part time graduate student majoring in paleontology; a subject that has fascinated her ever since her father read to her from an electronic tablet about dinosaurs when she was nine years old. At the present time she is taking six hours, a three hour course in marine vertebrate fossils of the Cambrian Period and another in the breakup of the ancient super continent Pangaea.
She has a grant which pays her tuition and the e-books she downloads to her computer but it does not cover her living expenses. So in order to pay her rent, car note, auto insurance, her other bills and to give her some additional spending money Beth took a job at a department store working just 35 hours a week. Then when she heard about the opening here she jumped at the opportunity. She has to work 40 hours a week but the pay is better and she has weekends off. The company also has excellent benefits.
As she checks the last order for accuracy Beth tells herself that it will be nice not to have to eat lunch all alone. Up till now all her coworkers in the warehouse have treated her as though she has some kind of contagious disease. True, she is always on the stock boys for pulling the wrong item. But that is the job she was hired to do.
The docile bachelorette is supposed to tell the order pullers - two blacks, one Hispanic and two white guys from the local university - where they have made a mistake. She doesn't make a big deal of it. She just tells them what they pulled and then informs them what stock they should have gotten. Then they have to get the correct item from among the stock. That's what Kevin, the warehouse manager, told her to do. That's what Amy told her the job would consist of when she was hired. If they didn't like it then they should take it up with him or with her.
She wonders if her being the only white female in the warehouse has anything to do with the way those horny college studs treat her. Probably not, she is sure that they would fuck any woman that offered it to them and she is not about to do that. The next man she goes to bed with, she has told herself since high school, is going to have to offer her more than a hard dick and a one night stand.
What Beth doesn't know is that Amy has two reasons for asking the compliant twenty-two year old to lunch.
She interviewed five of the sixteen prospective job seekers for the order checker position and she chose Beth for the job - the other eleven either didn't fill out their application correctly or did not graduate from high school; one did not write down his phone number on the application. She hired her not only because Beth met the criteria for the position - the qualifications were only a high school diploma and be observant and punctual. With a college degree in biology, she was sure the innocent coed fulfilled all the requirements. She was also 20 minutes early for the interview. The other reason Amy hired Beth was because of something the petite blonde revealed about herself while they were discussing her future employment.
Amy told Beth that if she were hired she would be working with several college students who may tease her for being the only female in the warehouse or they might try to get her to go to bed with them. But Beth answered that she was not worried about that. She said that although she was practically a virgin, only having had sexual intercourse once during her senior year at high school with one guy and a few days later having oral sex with one girl - two encounters she has since regretted indulging in - she learned her lesson and could handle herself. It was also the way she explained it that perked Amy's interest in her.
During the meeting Amy informed Beth that she was the only female who had applied for the position, the only college student she talked to and the oldest person who wanted the job. She could see that Beth was nervous. So, to calm the timid damsel and to further help her relax, Amy invited her to sit with her on a loveseat sofa she has in her office, not across the desk from her as she did for the other applicants. She also told Beth that she wanted her to tell her about her likes, her dislikes, her ideal date, any movie stars she revered or would even go to bed with.
This made Beth blush but Amy put her arm around her and told her that she did not have to divulge long held hidden secrets. She was only attempting to get her to calm down. The young women smiled and immediately felt more relaxed.
Then as soon as Amy perceived that the compliant Beth was at ease she got her to do just that. She got her to talk about herself, to open up about herself. The domineering brunette has that ability with people. The coed became so relaxed and felt so at ease sitting next to Amy that she started talking about herself and she revealed some things about herself that she had never told anyone else.
She said that her father died when she was only five years old - she has no memory of him - and her inflexible mother did not allow her to date until her senior year in high school. Having no experience dating boys, she had sex with a guy that year who she thought loved her. It was only after he fucked her that she found out that he was only going out with her and had sex with her in order to win a bet with a friend of his. After they had sex he refused to even talk with her.
Then in a backlash she had sex with a female student she barely knew. They were in the school library when she confided in the girl what the boy did to her. The teenager told her that she would be better off sticking with girls; a woman wouldn't abuse her as the boy had done.
The next day, as her classmate entered the girl's gymnasium locker room, she asked her what she meant. At the time Beth was in the dressing room and getting ready for her next class. She was clad only in her bikini panties and sheer cup brassiere; her dark areola and large nipples were clearly visible. The vixen did not answer her. After looking around to make sure they were alone, she grabbed Beth's shoulders and kissed her hard on the lips, shooting her tongue deep into her mouth.
The submissiveness in Beth didn't fight her. Her emotions took over and she let the young lesbian have her way with her. She pushed Beth's bra up and began to fondle and kiss her breasts and nipples. Next she pulled her panties down and began to kiss and lick her pussy lips. The more experienced adolescent ordered the accommodating Beth to open her legs wider and soon the domineering youth was treating her as a sex toy, licking and sucking on her clitoris.
Beth just sat on the locker room bench and let the girl continue giving her pleasures that she had never before experienced with another person. Within minutes she had a tremendous climax. It was her first orgasm with another human being.
