There she is I thought as Christina walked into work that day, we work with kids so I knew for the next six hours I would have to keep myself in check. It was fun to tease and tempt her during the day, riding that line between sexual harassment and light hearted banter. Some people you get a feel for right away, it took a little longer with her, but when the light finally began to shine as to how much would be tolerated without fear she would think it was pressuring was one of the best days I had enjoyed at work all summer long.
I watched her move about the room interacting with all the different children in the room and wondered what that well kept little body would feel like against me. How she might moan, whimper, and how her dark skin would taste on my tongue. It had gotten to the point that she was filling masturbation fantasies on the nights my significant other and I didn't have sex.
Now before you get discouraged let me explain that my significant other doesn't object to my having sex with another partner, as long as I'm safe about it and I don't throw it in her face or flaunt it. She just knows I have an above average sex drive and she also rather enjoys at times hearing me tell her about some fantasy girl I would love to fuck, or past conquests. In past I want to clarify right now I hadn't been with anyone else in all our years together, I never really felt the urge until now with a partner that would be willing. This girl was helping me indulge in those fantasies though.
I watched once more for a few moments as she stopped and bent over to pick up something and then turned coyly to see if I was watching her. She flashed a grin and then stood back up and gave me a saucy little wink. We had only flirted up to this point but I had a feeling that she might soon be ready to show me her heaven's gate.
As the afternoon meandered along I teased her softly whispering as the children were working on an art project that I knew a lot of black men didn't like to go down on a girl, if she needed some help I had an idea of someone that could assist her in a little oral pleasure. Leaving it at that I smiled and walked off to help out with art time. It wouldn't take much more to turn her I was sure, I just needed a bit more teasing and foreplay. Which is just what our banter was, there was no doubt in my mind about that.
I came up behind her as the kids glided into snack time and whispered with my mouth at her neck, "I'll bet you taste like heaven." I watched her give a shiver as I had almost brushed her neck with my lips and the goosebumps on her arms were quite visible.
"You are so bad, Chad," she teased.
"Are you objecting?" I asked her with a defiant smile.
"Nope, not a bit, at least not yet."
"Let me ask you beautiful," I started as I used her pet name we all called her at work at times, "have you ever been with a white man?"
"No," she replied with a twinkle in her eye, "but, I figured that a white guy would be next."
"Well listen beautiful, I don't want some young college guy you go to school with fucking it up for the rest of us, let a man show you what it's all about, an older man would be willing to make sure you are pleased every bit as much as he is."
Just then a child came up to ask a question and that was the end of our dialogue for a while. None of the other staff in the room seemed to notice the intimacy of our conversation and we often chatted during moments that lagged like snack time. So with no fear of people gossiping we were now well on our way to a possible interlude. I knew she was closing with me that evening and wondered if I might have a shot at cornering her at some point.