We've worked together for a long time, and I've fantasized about having vigorous sex with her for months now. I've imagined being behind her while she's bent over cashiering orders at the drive-thru window. She's 18 now, it's totally legal right? I'm 25 and considered her boss. I was once in a relationship with my son's mother, but I've been seeing her for lunch dates on my days off and she's great with kids so that turns me on. She's 5'4" about 130, and has the most amazing green eyes I've ever looked into. She's got a small nice ass that I'm sure one palm could cover one cheek at a time. I'd say she's got B cup tits but with the Arby's uniform and the dresses she wears on Tuesday's I can't be sure. She's fit, walks with a purpose everywhere she goes and she's been sending me signals for weeks.
Last week we went to the park and had a picnic, she was in a light brown dress with white spandex underneath. She had a very elegant necklace on and as my son went running around the park we had the chance to chat about things other than work, her smile glows so I love making her laugh. But as the day went on we had to draw to a close. We headed back to my apartment cause it was nearing nap time for my son.
At home, which I shared with my son's mother at the time, I got my son to lay down and begin to settle down for his nap, with her we sat in the living room and talked, flirted, and sparks flew. We cuddled as if to take a nap, we were just being friends however, I wanted her, I wanted to feel her, I wanted to love her like no other. What was supposed to be a nap type setting quickly turned into a session of embraces and kisses on her neck, when I moved in to kiss her lips she softly whispers my name, which to me felt like a "we shouldn't be doing this" type of speech. I stop and say "Yes, you're right we shouldn't do this." I knew if I kissed her I wouldn't want to stop and she felt the same way. She left within five minutes of that and my thoughts ran wild.
When my son's mom came home I had no interest in her day, all I could think about is what would've happened if I kissed this beautiful girl I met at work? Would I have taken that dress off of her? Would I have seen her amazing pussy? Would I have gotten the pleasure of tasting her fluids? Would I have felt myself inside of her? Would I have exploded inside of her? The day ends with those thoughts on my mind.
All week we talk about what would've happened and I must say we were on the same page. She wanted me and I wanted her. This coming Tuesday we're going to do something a little different. All week at work we flirt and build a sexual tension like never before, she looks at me biting her lip which I find drives me crazy. Me looking at her bending over that same drive-thru window presenting me with what will soon be mine, intentionally. Her using those sexual innuendos while giving me the "look back" in a fashion that shows she wants me in a way I can't explain yet.
It's Tuesday morning, I wake up energized and excited for what today holds. I get my suit on with my button up and tie, so I look fresh and I send her my first text of the day.
"Good morning beautiful." I send.
"Hey Sexy." she says.
"How are you?" I reply.