At nineteen I had experienced a sexual awakening with Sam that I'm sure has influenced my outlook on life.
At nineteen, I was the youngest, and of course, least experienced person in the office. My training went well, as all the people welcomed me because I was there to help reduce their work load and fill in when they were away from work.
The men and women were very friendly and the environment was quite casual. There was no dress code, so there was a mix of very dressy and dressy casual. At this time, while training and not leaving the office to meet with clients, I was able to dress, as I call it, golf course casual, not too dressy, but not overly casual.
The small group, only six women and four men, got along great. Helping each other if somebody needed it. We often ate lunch together either at the office or a small diner.
While training, I noticed that one of the guys went out of his way to assist me. He was in his thirties, just divorced, nice looking, with muscular arms and average build. He would stand over my shoulder explaining how to word a proposal on different materials we used for projects. There were no computers back then!
When I wore a lower cut top, but not really very low, he seemed to be more helpful for a longer period of time. I felt that he was trying to check out my tits, with no luck, as I still was wearing my old, heavily padded bras. I thought, "you could see more at the beach." The other girls in the office noticed and would smile at me and wink as they walked by.
One girl stopped to tell me, "you know, Jeff's only helping you that much so he can look down your top."
I told her "that's what I thought, but I wasn't sure, he really can't see anything with the bras I wear".
She suggested it probably was just the idea of looking, even though he couldn't see anything, that turned him on.
I said "he seems really nice".
She said "he is, he's probably going through a bad time because of his divorce, and that he didn't take it well."
The next night when we left work my car wouldn't start, I had left the lights on. I tried to catch one of the girls as she left the lot, but couldn't get there in time. I looked around to see if there was a car I recognized as a co-worker's. I thought that one of them looked like Jeff's and went back to wait in my car to see if he came out.
About fifteen minutes later I saw him leave the building, so I waited by his car till he got there.
He saw me and a broad smile came over his face. He asked me "are you waiting for me"?
I said "yes, but it's not what you think. I left my lights on this morning and my car won't start".
He still was smiling but I saw the disappointment in his face.
He said "I don't have my jumper cables with me, they're in my garage." Then he asked where I lived. I told him and he said "I live in the next town down from you and I will drop you off at home and put my cables in my car. I'll pick you up tomorrow for work."
I said "I can't thank you enough!"
He immediately smiled and said "I'm glad to help my favorite trainee."
As we rode home, we talked about many things.
He said "that since my divorce, the other girls don't talk to me as much and I don't know why."
I said "they think you are having a hard time over it, and don't know what to say to you."
He replied "I'm adjusting nicely, that it was nice to have my own place again and not have to listen to all the grief my ex was giving me all the time."
I said "I fully understand, I'm saving up to get my own place."
He dropped me off at my parents, and told me that he'd pick me up about 6:30 tomorrow. As I got out and went inside, I couldn't help wondering why he didn't hit on me, after always looking down my top at the office. Frankly, after talking to him, I was a little disappointed, especially after my rides with Sam.
The next morning as I dressed, I opened my underwear drawer to get out my panties and bra. As I picked up my heavy duty bra, I smiled, set it aside, and chose a sexy one that gave me great cleavage, but still covered my nipples, as I decided Jeff deserved something for "saving a damsel in distress"! I wore a low cut top that I had worn before, so nobody would be the wiser, as I knew there would be talk when I arrived with Jeff.
I had brought a table top makeup mirror to work and put it on my desk. I wanted to see Jeff's face when he looked down my top and saw the sexy bra covering my tits that I had worn for him.
Before our morning meeting started, I had to explain why I arrived with Jeff to quell all the gossip. Our assignments were handed out and when I read it, I knew one of them was Jeff's material and that he would be there to help me with the specs.
It was just before lunch when I got to Jeff's material. I called him to come and go over it with me.
He replied "I'll be there in a minute, when I finish what I'm typing."
As it was lunch time he suggested we go outside to try and start my car. He tried to jump it, it would start, but not stay running when he removed the jumper cables.
He said "it needs to go to a shop as it was probably the alternator."
I exclaimed "oh shit, now what am I going to do!"
He said, very reassuringly, "don't worry, I have a friend nearby with a shop. I'll call him to fix your car. I'll drive you back and forth to work till it's ready."
Now, I was really glad I decided to wear my sexy bra, he really deserved it!
