My first job after I graduated from high school was in my home town's largest insurance company. The office was located on the second floor of the Stark building right in the center of town. It was my first day and I wanted to be on time. I got up early only to find there was snow up to my waist waiting for me.
Bundling up like a fat little snow man I forced myself out the back door and was prepared to walk the three blocks to the office when I saw a friend backing his four by four pick up truck out of his garage. I waved to him and he motioned me to come along. After some rough going up the back alley we made it to the still unplowed street where I was going to work.
I found the front door open and was happy to fine the building heated. However the elevators were not working so I went up the stairs. By the time I reached the second floor I was perspiring like a plow plug. Stepping into the office I found the building janitor making sure the radiators were working.
"Hi, Wilda." he said. "Don't think any one else is coming in. There was a noticed posted down stairs. Didn't you see it?"
"No." I said disappointed that I would not be working and losing a days pay. "It must have blown off the door. Can I wait for a while before I go home. Maybe it will stop snowing and if I am lucky the wind will die down."
"Sure but why don't you come down to the basement with me then when your warmed up you can go out the back door." Pulling off my snow suit I waddled down the stirs after old Mr. Youkers. As I followed behind him I noticed how spry he was for his age. I was only guessing but he must have been my Dad's age and that was fifty two. As far as I knew he had never been married and this was the only job he ever had. He was a tall slender man with broad shoulders and long arms. His face was weathered and today he had a bit of unshaved stubble on his chain.
He placed a chair near the furnace for me and offered me a cup of coffee as he sat at an old wooden desk by the only window in this below ground level room.
"I know your Dad and Mom." He said. " I knew your Mom when she was just a girl about your age. She was a pretty one that is for sure. We even dated a few times. But she was never really interested in me.
I think she had eyes for your Dad long before he knew it." Then he laughed.
I don't know why but I laughed along with him. I also found it interesting to hear about my Mom and Dad back when they were my age. My Mom is as closed mouth as a frozen fish at the market. My Dad only talks when we are alone or when Mom asks him a question. I think my Dad is afraid of my Mom. She is a rather strong willed woman and she does rule the roost.
Mr. Youkers went on. "The second date with your Mom was one I looked forward to because I had heard she never kissed on the first date but if she dated a guy twice he was going to get kissed. I was looking forward to kissing that big wide Polish mouth. In fact I see you have a wide beautiful mouth just like your Mom."
This was getting interesting and I wanted to hear more. So I asked "Did you get a kiss on your second date?"
He looked at me for a second and said "Maybe I should not tell stories out of school but you're a full grown women and I have heard you've been to the barn a few times so I guess its' okay to tell you the truth." He paused and I wondered how he knew about me going to the barn with David Ford and his brother William. Then there was that one time with Harry Mayers. I did not say any thing but I smiled a shay smile and he went on.
"Your Mom's Dad was a big old fellow and I knew he had a Polish beer temper so I met your Mom in the alley behind her house so I did not have to face her Dad. Kind of like the way you did with David Ford and his brother William. Well; any way we walked down to Meyers park and sat by the river under a large Oak tree. It was a warm summer night and she did not stop me when I put my arms around her shoulders. I moved a little closer and she turned to face me. I thought she was going to stop me but no, she was opening her mouth for a kiss. I leaned down and planted my mouth over her's and she sent her tongue in my mouth for a long hot visit. I was so excited I grabbed one of her big tits and squeezed a little harder than I should have. She pulled back and told me not to be so rough. Her tits were about the size of your tits from the look of it. You Polish girls sure do have large round tits and sensitive too"
He got up and went to a locker along the wall. He took out a bottle of whiskey and poured me a drink and then drank out of the bottle. He turned to look at me and continued. "I was happy just kissing your Mom and feeling her fine big tits but I found this was not enough for her. Before long she was pulling on my belt. I was surprised but I welcomed her lead and let her have her way. I watched as she open my pants and pulled my cock out.