This story was inspired by a good friend of mine. He challenged me to write a story based on him and his job. Matt I hope I did you proud and you enjoyed reading it before I put it on here.
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Terri stood looking at the double doors in front of her. Taking a deep breathe she smoothed down an imaginary wrinkle in her skirt and placed one heeled foot in front of the other. The entrance was cool and dim compared to the warmth and light outside. It took a few minutes for her eyes to adjust and it was then she saw the woman at the desk.
"Hi can I help you?" the woman asked smiling at her.
"I'm not sure really. To be honest I think I should have called first but I was passing and thought I would just pop in and see if I could speak to someone." Terri realised she sounded like she was babbling on so she quickly closed her mouth and smiled back at the woman. She had driven past the fire station everyday on her way to school and now the children were learning about fire in their science lessons she had thought it would be a good idea to arrange a visit.
The woman smiled back at her and Terri decided it was okay to breath.
"I can get someone to speak to you if you have time to wait. I'm sure one of the guys is free." As she spoke the door opened and a young guy walked through it. Terri caught her breath and realised if the others looked like him she could be in trouble.
"Hey Matt is there any chance you can have a chat with this woman. She looks a bit lost but I'm sure you can put her right." The woman winked at him and he grinned back at her.
Oh boy, thought Terri, I'm in serious trouble here. That smile was gorgeous.
The guy turned and smiled at her and Terri almost melted. Warm brown eyes that seemed to hold a secret twinkle in them stared back at her and dimples edged a smile that was cheeky and boyish. He couldn't be more than twenty three, she thought.
"Hi I'm Matt, how can I help you?"
Don't look so gorgeous would be a start, thought Terri, but instead she smiled and said "Hi I'm Terri and I was wondering if it was possible to arrange a school trip for my pupils. We are discovering fire in the science lesson and as I pass here every day," not to mention drool over you guys, "I was wondering if the children could come and visit."
Terri knew she was babbling on but she couldn't help herself. Matt was gorgeous and playing havoc with her libido. Slender with dark brown hair and toned muscles he didn't look like a fireman but she knew that looks could be deceptive. He was obviously capable of doing his job otherwise he wouldn't be here, still he blew away the vision in her head.
"If you have the time I could give you a quick tour now."
"Well if it's not too much trouble that would be nice."
"Nothing is too much trouble for you." And his eyes seemed to skim over her body as he spoke. Terri blushed feeling the heat rise to her cheeks and the goose-bumps cover her arms. Deep in the pit of her stomach she felt the butterflies start and her clit throbbed loudly. Oh boy was he a flirt, she decided.
Leading her through the doors, he had just a minute ago come through himself, he led her down a corridor. Either side doors led from it and on the wall the printer that the fire jobs came in on. Terri listened as he explained how it worked but she took none of it in. Instead she watched as his hands pointed to it and she wondered just how they would feel on her body. She loved a guy in uniform and he was no exception to that. Slim built he was toned and his neat brown hair called to be ruffled by her fingers. Sighing quietly she imagined him in full kit, blackened by smoke and smelling sweaty from work.
A hand placed on the small of her back brought her back to reality. His small touch sent a shock of awareness through her body and she could feel her nipples harden through her blouse.
"Follow me please." Matt said. He watched closely as the woman blushed and he knew she had been thinking of him. She was beautiful and he knew he had to have her. Slender with curves accented by the clothes she was wearing and long brown hair tied into a loose bun on the back of her head made her look like a secretary. Her pencil slim skirt showed her legs off to perfection and the heels she wore said fuck me. The black nylons she wore made him wonder if they were tights or stockings. Leaving his hand on the small of her back he led her further into the station.
"So how many are here at any one time?" Terri asked.
"In this station just the five of us. It's not very big and we only have the one truck. The bigger station has more trucks but still only the five firemen but they do have support staff doing various other roles."
"I see. So this station is a small station compared to some?"
"Yes that's right."
As they spoke Matt continued to lead her further down the corridor. Opening a door he allowed her to go first watching as her hips swayed from side to side. His fingers itched to hold on to them as his cock pushed against her pert bottom. Fisting his hands down by his sides he stopped himself from reaching to touch her instead holding the door open for her.
"And this is the rest room. This is where we spend our time when we are waiting for a call. All the doors leading from it are for kit storage, offices and of course the main bay where the truck is kept."
Terri looked around the room surprised to see how neat and tidy it was. In her head it was a man's cave with dirty tables, half empty mugs of coffee and various men's magazines strewn around. Instead it was cleaner than her own pristine flat. No empty mugs, no magazines and no slobs lying around.
"No tv?" she asked turning to face him. She blushed as she realised he had been looking her over and he could feel his cock waking up from the thoughts in his head.
"No, that's upstairs in the t.v room. We can go there later and say hi to the other guys here. I'm sure they would love to meet you." He knew they would love to meet her as much as he was now and he knew some would be having the same thoughts as he was at this moment. Thoughts of her with her skirt up and bent over the chair she was leaning against now, her hands caressing his erection as her hands were smoothing her skirt down now. Or her mouth taking in his cock as she knelt in front of him. In his trousers his cock grew harder and he didn't care if she could see it.
Terri watched as Matt looked at her and she could feel the tension between them mounting. She wanted him and from the look on his face he wanted her as well. The large bulge in his trousers told her he wanted to fuck her and she almost drooled at the thought of releasing it from the the confines of his trousers.
"Would you like to see the bay where we keep the truck?" Matt eventually said.
"I would love to see where you keep the hoses." Terri replied her eyes slowly lowering to his crotch. The innuendo was not lost on Matt and his cock twitched violently.
"Just push that door open and go through, I'm sure I can find a hose for you to look at." He smiled her and indicated the door she was to go through. Behind her he had an unhindered view and he watched as she walked. The tight material of her skirt clinging to her ass made her hips sway sexily from side to side and once again he imagined her bent over a chair as he caressed it before lowering her panties down and undoing his trousers. A moan escaped his lips at the thought and she turned to look at him one eyebrow raised.
Inside the bay the tap tap tap of her heels broke the silence and putting his hand on the small of her back he slid it lower resting it on her bottom. Together they walked over to the truck and he waited for her to move away from him. Instead she pushed against it slightly, the small move telling him she liked what he was doing.
The truck stood large and proud in the bay. Its gleaming red and yellow paint telling the world what job it did. Doors on either side were open and kit placed in front of it.
"Why is the kit set out like that?"
"It saves time when we get a call out. Each fireman has his own kit that he maintains. When he starts his shift he collects it and brings it here to the truck, coats on pegs and trousers tucked into boots. Ready for action so to speak."
