This is a true story about me and an ex-girlfriend of mine which will likely turn into a series which will chart how she changed me and my life. This story is about setting the scene and our first time the other parts will be more focused around what happened next.
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I don't quite know what it was about her when I first laid eyes on her. She was a new hire to the business fresh out of training. Sitting no more than ten meters away I found I couldn't stop looking at her. She was a skinny, petite girl with brown hair nothing particularly stylish about it just pulled back into a basic ponytail. Her clothing wasn't anything special either she had a blue Pokemon T-Shirt and some black leggings with some red canvas trainers. The final thing I noticed as that they had a lip stud and nose ring. I usually find facial piercings a turn off, but with this girl I just couldn't stop looking.
Days went by, I found myself getting very little done. I didn't dare speak about her to anyone through fear I would be outed to her. After about a week I was asked to attend a HR meeting to take notes for one of our managers. Some guy on her team had kicked off big time in front of one of our clients and we were doing the initial investigation before he was sacked. I knew this would be the case and so did he. The meeting itself was horrendous the guy cried and scratched himself he was clearly unstable and for a guy of around 6'2" and quite a big unit that shocked me. I just kept quiet and took my notes.
After the meeting he was suspended and I helped escort him off the premises I obviously went and did what anyone does in this situation, gossip to my colleagues.
"I've just had that James' HR meeting he's definitely getting the sack," I said.
"No...What happened?" said Micky my colleague.
"He lost it man. Started scratching and hitting himself and bawled like someone had killed his family," I replied.
"Bit graphic but fucking hell," Micky replied. "His girlfriend works here," he continued.
"Fucking hell who is it?" I asked.
"Some girl called May." Micky looked around and pointed, "there she is on the end of that row," she said.
I looked at where she was pointing and saw she was pointing directly at the girl I'd been obsessing about. May I now have her name.
A few weeks went by. Things were busy but I was constantly distracted by May, I just didn't know why. She didn't dress particularly sexy she wore leggings most days which to be fair did showcase her amazing ass. A beautifully sculpted rear end that was just perfect.
It was a Monday, I'd been informed of a team change the previous week and was busy making the necessary changes to my documentation. I'd been distracted for some time and I hadn't really noticed the Office filling up around me. Then Micky came in for the start of her shift.
"Hiya," she said.
"Hi," I replied.
"See we got some new company," she said.
"Huh?" I replied confused, I looked around and say May sat directly behind us. Fuck she was around four feet away I could literally reach out and touch her.
Days went by and I still hadn't spoken to her to scared to do so. Then out of the blue I was listening to her she was explaining some of her work that she'd done to someone and I was actually impressed by it, for someone new she'd learned something others still hadn't mastered after years. I couldn't help myself I spun around and rolled my chair over to her.
"Well done." I said she looked up at me confused, "The work you did well done. I'm constantly fixing those sorts of issues because this lot don't have a fucking clue and you did it right." I continued.
She smiled at me and my heart melted. She had big brown eyes with long eyelashes and a beautiful smile.
"Thanks," she said, her first word to me.
"Sorry I'm Simon, I'm a product specialist here." I said.
"I'm May... I don't know how that could be such a big issue its so simple," she said.
"You'd be surprised this lot are thick as pig shit and you learned it within weeks of being here,," I replied.
I continued to praise her and we struck up a conversation which lasted most of the afternoon only briefly interrupted by tasks that needed doing.
Weeks went by and we grew closer and closer. We talked all the time and I found myself having feelings for her more and more. One day I was talking to her and I'd noticed her lip stud was missing as too was her nose ring. She said it was just that she'd forgot to put them in that morning and I commented that she looked better without them. A dangerous comment but she seemed to take it well. I did say I'm not a fan of piercings or tattoos. She informed that she didn't have any tattoos but did have some body piercings. This did peak my intrigue but I'm really not a fan.
More days went by, the facial piercings had failed to reappear. Our conversations had become more personal too. One morning we were talking about some gossip we'd heard about what someone was caught buying on their lunch the previous day. It was a BDSM starter kit which they said was for a hen do but nobody bought the story.
"Behave you're way too innocent for that sort of stuff," I said,
"How do you get that I'm innocent?" May replied.