Thanks for the edit Secret Lit!!
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My name is Sarah. I am a nymphomaniac.
I love sex the more the better. Unlike a lot of women I am not overly concerned with penis size. If you have one, I make it hard and make it work for me.
There is nothing I like better than a hard cock slamming into my wet pussy and I find all sorts of creative ways to get men to fuck me.
I work for a construction company in the office for the project manager. This allows me a lot of chances to connect with hot men and woman. Hey! Sex is sex where ever you can get it and no sex is bad.
My job duties sometimes include flying around the country putting in bids or maybe even going out into the field training a new superintendent on our computer and communications system. I also, of course, deal with vendors of products and services we use in our business.
Today for instance I had to go out of the office and spend part of the day with the new millwright superintendent. I showed him our system and how to request various documents he will need. A millwright, for those who may not know, are people trained to set up machinery at mills. This is a precise work and has to be done exactly right or it can be costly to repair any mistakes.
My boss, the project manager, is very understanding if I take a little extra time out there because I always make sure he is well satisfied before I go.
Sex with him is a frequent thing. Quickies, blow jobs, and hot sweaty long lasting sex are the normal routine for us. We have an understanding and since he is so hot looking it is no hardship to fuck him regularly. Often times we will invite other single men or women off the job to join us for a working lunch which includes sex.
The new superintendents name was Rollie Sampson. He hadn't stopped by the office for me to take a look at him so I wasn't sure what to expect. I had a nice tingly feeling in my pussy because there is always a chance I might get lucky when working out of the office.
I am of course required to wear safety gear when out where the building is going on. My normal clothing is short dresses and fuck me heels for this reason I have gone to considerable expense to have just the right safety gear special made for me. My shoes are still heels but have a special steel toe which our company requires and of course they are leather. My hard hat which is another requirement is bright pink. After all if a girl is dressing for walking through a large group of hot looking men she wants to get noticed. What better way than with a pink hard hat? This also attracts the attention of any bi-sexual or lesbian women employed by the company. Which is another check in the plus column.
I grabbed my small clutch purse as I headed out of the office. In it I keep a good supply of condoms and other items needed for hygiene. Like the Boy Scouts my motto is be prepared. You just never know when a chance for sex will occur.
I poked my head into my boss, Bill Hager's office and told him I was off to help set up the millwright shack. Each discipline or job type has a small portable office out on the site that each superintendent uses for his paperwork and for meetings with his crew. If the new superintendent is not a computer whiz I generally go out and teach them enough about a computer to get them by. On rainy days the men often gather there and wait for a rain shower to end to go out and get back to work. Most larger companies like ours require workers to show up and wait four hours to give the weather time to clear. If after four hours it is still raining they are allowed to go home for the day. I have had some really great times during those four hour periods, but those are stories for another day.
Bill winked when I told him I was off and said to have a good time. As I said before he knows me well and knows if the chance comes up for sex I will take it.
I left the building and started strutting across the job site. Heads turned and I enjoyed the looks and whistles the workers were giving me. Actually I put a little extra swing in my hips just for that reason. Yes, I am slutty. I admit it. It makes me wet and horny to know guys look at me as a sexual object. I don't consider this degrading at all like some women do. If your sexy and pretty and guys let you know it I say enjoy it while you still look that way. No matter how much botox or plastic surgery you get sooner or later you will get old.
I reached the new portable building for the millwright office and pulled the door open. A young guy stood there putting together a table. On one side of the room sat a desk with a computer and some file cabinets nearby. I lifted my foot to the step which caused my skirt to ride up almost to my crotch and noticed his eyes aimed directly at the thong I was wearing. His mouth dropped open and he started blushing. He is what I call "fresh from the farm". In other words not real experienced in sexual matters.
I enjoy a guy like that once in a while because you can teach them so much and they are eternally grateful. You have to be careful with them because they fall in love easily. I am not the sort for a long term "Til' death do us part" person, but who knows maybe one day after I have sewn my wild oats I might be.
I met his eyes and smiled. I said hello and told him I was looking for Mr. Sampson. He finally closed his mouth and smiled back and told me he was Brian, a carpenter and was just putting the table together. I assured him I would wait. I sat down in the office chair and we chatted while I waited for Rollie to appear.
I asked if he was hired locally or one of the many workers who follow the company from job to job like Bill and I do. He told me he traveled with the company but this was his first job with Bill as the project manager. We talked about the area and different restaurants we had tried. It was a nice friendly conversation and I noticed he spent most of the time looking at my breast. My top was low cut with lots of cleavage. I found a couple of chances to bend down while facing him so he could get a good look down my top. I had to wipe the dust off my heels after all.
Sometimes a man is afraid to approach you on the job because of sexual harassment problems so if I am interested I will make sure they know it. Brian seemed really nice and I liked him so I casually mentioned that I wasn't married and hoped to find some time to hit the local bars while we were in town. Right away he said he would be glad to play escort for me if I needed one. I slipped him my business card with my work and cell phone numbers on it and told him to give me a call sometime and we would go partying.
The door of the shack opened and a older man stepped in. He saw me sitting at his desk and raised his eyebrows. He walked over and offered me his hand.
He asked if I was Sarah from the office. I told him yes I was and that I was sent to help set up his office and to teach him the computer system. He said he was glad for the help and then turned to Brian and asked him if he had finished putting the table together. Brian said yes and left quickly. I guess he was afraid that Rollie would report to his boss that he was hanging out and talking instead of working.
Once Brian was gone Rollie explained to me that he wasn't very computer literate. Smiling at him I explained that I would be glad to teach him anything he didn't know.
Rollie was tall and nice looking. He had wrinkles around his eyes and you could tell he had put in a lot of hours working out in the weather. His work clothes were a button down shirt and khaki slacks. They were neatly pressed which lead me to believe he had a wife at home and I asked him if his wife was enjoying the area and had they located somewhere to live. He told me he wasn't married and I laughed and told him most men didn't show up in pressed clothing. He told me he took his clothes to the dry cleaners and they ironed them for him. His hair was gray and so were his eyes. I noticed they seemed to be stuck at breast level also. The tingling in my pussy kicked up another notch. I could feel myself getting wet.
I like sex a lot but I also need certain things to make me want to have sex with a man. He has to be clean and decently dressed. I am by no means a snob about fashion I just like for someone to look the best they can with the clothing they have. Their hair should be cut short and their fingernails clean. Other than that I am not to picky.