I was in charge of training new employees at the warehouse where I worked. This particular trainee was a female and rather attractive, though she didn't consider herself to be so. She wasn't beautiful, for sure, but neither was she plain. She stood about five foot five inches but had a nice shape and a great ass, something I weighted highly. Granted, her tits were small, but in my opinion, her ass more than made up for it.
I showed her the proper technique for loading trailers--yes, there is a technique. It was an extraordinarily slow flow for the lanes we were assigned, which was good because it gave us time to discuss processes and procedures. It also gave us time to talk about many other things.
Conversation flowed freely between us. It was as though we had known each other forever--even though we were just getting to know one another. An open box containing lingerie steered the conversation to things of a sexual nature. I suppose it was inevitable given that the sexual tension had been evident all day long.
"What sort of lingerie turns you on?" she asked.
"None," I answered. "I prefer stark naked."
"So, the fact that I'm not wearing a bra is a good thing?" she asked demurely.
Honestly, I hadn't noticed and I said as much.
"It's true," she said. "Go ahead and feel for yourself."
I couldn't very well pass up such an opportunity, so I groped the front of her loose fitting t-shirt feeling the nipples on her tiny breasts harden to my touch. I felt them, and continued feeling them while she looked at me with a wantonness that made my cock stir in my pants.
"Very nice," I acknowledged.
"Kind of small though," she said apologetically, then lifted her t-shirt up to display them.
