It all began last summer when I got a new job. I was 24 years old, had a new job in a new office with new people and was loving life. I began the day just like any other while at a new job, getting to know my new co-workers, learning where everything was in the office, and beginning to my new job responsibilities... rather mundane if you ask me, but that's the way things go. So I went off to lunch. I live close to my office, so I went home to eat. When I returned an hour later I parked my car in the designated lot. As I was walking toward the entrance of the building I took a glance over to the smokers' crowd gathered near the picnic table that was in the grass off to the side. I saw a woman from my office together with some workers from the other offices in the building. I smiled and waved to my co-worker to be polite, not wanting to tick anyone off on my first day. As I was turning back toward the door I noticed her, a beautiful brunette that I had a hard time taking my eyes away from. She didn't notice me staring at her as she was talking to some other the other people gathered around so I took a second to drink in her appearance before I peeled my eyes from her so as to avoid being seen ogling her. She was sitting, so it was hard to tell how tall she was, but she was facing me so I could see her large brown eyes, ample breasts, knee-length skirt above sexy tanned legs standing in 3 inch heels. She appeared to be somewhere around my age and I knew that I had to meet her.
From then on my head was on a swivel as I passed by the other offices in the building, trying to catch a glimpse of this beauty to find out where she worked. I looked for her outside at the smokers' table. I eyed everyone as they got out of their cars to see if I could determine which was hers. For the next month or so I kept this up, trying to learn all that I could about her to no avail. As time passed my obsession faded, almost to the point of forgetting about her. Then, as I was returning from a work assignment one day I got out of my car and noticed her sitting at the table, alone this time, having a cigarette. She was again clad in a nice skirt and blouse combo, but this time had sunglasses on hiding her beautiful eyes. Being that I am mostly a shy guy, there was no way I could just walk over and strike up a conversation with her. Instead, I threw my shoulders back and walked toward the entrance of the building, deciding that I would give her a nice smile, say hello and hope that the next time I saw her I could talk to her more. That plan went exactly as planned. She kindly returned my greeting with a hi and a smile and I went about my way. Reinvigorated, I began looking for her around every corner again. A few days later I was looking out my office window and saw her heading over to her green Volkswagen Beetle. I made a mental note to keep my eye out for the Beetle.
Again our paths didn't cross for a few weeks. The weather was turning colder and the smokers dwindled outside. I knew my shot at seeing her there was almost gone and I was resigned to the thought that I this was going to be harder than I thought. As fall was in full effect, the rains came and the ceiling in the office next to mine began leaking. As this office was empty, and I was still the "new guy", I was asked to go down to the property manager's office and let them know about the leak. Begrudgingly, I walked downstairs to their office. As I walked through the door, the smiling face of the three hundred pound secretary greeted me. "Great," I though, "just what I needed." But out of the corner of my eye, I saw another face peaking out from behind a computer screen. It was her! I was about to change direction and head over to her desk to mention the leak when she answered the phone. As I was swearing inside my head I realized that this was a blessing in disguise.
"Good afternoon, this is Gia. How can I help you?" she said to the caller.
Now that I had learned her name, my trip was not a total loss. I walked over to the other woman, told her who I was and informed her of the problem up in our office. She said she would send someone up to take a look and thanked me for letting them know. As I turned to leave and head back upstairs, Gia was hanging up the phone.
"Hi," I said as I flashed a smile.
"Hello. Is there anything else I can help you with?" she inquired
What went through my head was that I could sure use her help with something, too bad we were at the office and not somewhere more private. My cock ached seeing her smile. I walked close to her desk and was afforded a perfect view of the top of her breasts as the top of her button-up shirt peeled back toward her collarbones. But alas, I was not able to come up with anything witty so I muttered, "No thanks, I think I am all set."
As I left the office I stopped just around the corner from their door. I heard her ask the other woman, "Who was that?"
"His name is Nick, he works upstairs at the law firm," she replied
"He's really cute. What did he want?" Gia asked
"The ceiling in their office is leaking. He is pretty cute, isn't he? Do you think he would go for someone older?" she asked sarcastically
"I hope not. He's mine." she replied
Well that is all it took for my cock to jump to life. I quickly hurried back up to my office before anyone could see that I was eavesdropping on their conversation, not to mention the fact that I was pitching a pretty good tent in my pants. As my erection subsided I vowed to redouble my efforts to get in Gia's pants.
About a week later it was again raining and the ceiling was leaking even more than last time. Seeing as no one had ever come to look at the ceiling the last time, I was sent back downstairs to bring someone back up with me to look at the problem.
I didn't even hesitate getting up from my desk and hurrying down. My plan was to avoid eye contact with the other woman and to head straight for Gia's desk. As luck would have it, the chair behind the desk straight in front of the door was empty, so I turned toward Gia. She was on the phone a held up one finger signaling to hold on a minute and she'd be with me. She also gave me a wonderful smile. I stood next to her desk, waiting for my chance to talk to her again. I leaned on the counter attached to it and waited while she tried to calm down an annoyed client. I hated the fact that I was going to have to complain to her as well, but didn't worry about it as it wasn't my choice, it was our boss who sent me down.
She let out a sign as she hung up the phone. Composing herself, she smiled again and said, "Hey there, sorry for making you wait. What's up?"
"Well, sounds like you just got done talking to one person complaining about something and I hate to also, but our ceiling is leaking and no one's been up to look at it yet."