What a day. My first day at my new job and before the day could even come close to ending; I had my cock buried in some lady's pussy. I think her name was Pam. She was a forty something with a short spiky haircut that was to covey that she was young and hip. She had a French manicure and what appeared to be, and felt for that matter, an excellent boob job. They were certainly very perky and full for a woman of her age and having had a couple of kids. But how did I end up fucking this older minx in the middle of the day?
I started with this company about 3-4 years ago fresh out of college. The company is a big fortune 500 company with divisions in all kinds of different industries. I started in the industrial chemicals division. While the work was fine, the environment sucked. I worked almost exclusively with other men and every single one of them had service anniversaries that far outweighed my age. It was a running joke, but in reality, it wasn't that funny.
We worked in some of the oldest buildings on site and smell of the chemicals was just burned into the fabric of the carpet and chairs. Sun faded photos hung on the walls and most spent their time calculating their retirement savings and deciding which day would finally be their last.
When I was offered a job in a consumer division I jumped at the chance. The pace was far more exciting and we were buying up smaller companies right and left. The consumer division also had some other benefits, one of which was young people and new facilities. There is a major difference between working in an old building with brown cubicles and smoke stained light and working in a brand new building with bright white lights and new desks and chairs. So anyway, before I started my new boss took me around to meet some of the people that worked in that division so I could get an idea of what the people were like. I think I must have shaken about 50 hands and everyone told me how great my boss was and how great the division was and how I would really benefit the division. It was just a win-win situation.
To be frank, they could have told me they shovel dog crap all day and I still would have joined them. The fact that there were people my age there and women, oh gosh the women were just too fine; I was sold. So I gave my notice to my old boss and planned to start my new job at the beginning of the next month, May.