It was the usual busy day at work, no change there then. Banter between the boys was always entertaining but work lacked female presence. There are women here but they are all tied up (not in a fun way) or all up tight, until now that it is. My view of us is like cattle to the yard, day in day out milked of our life blood.
This day was different, it brought a new hope. We started a new project which required the finesse that only a womans touch can bring. The manager had been showing around some new prospective employees, We had two ladies come in as potential new cattle for the yard, and as was customary the manager showed them around. As one of the more capable cattle I was specifically introduced. The first skipped up and out shot her hand introducing herself in a whirlwind of nerves, I liked her I knew she would be fun, a bit much for some but a happy soul. Then came the second, a slender woman, long dark hair, hanging loosely down her back, hazel green almost gold eyes, the kind that suck you in until you're lost in their depths. She held out a delicate hand and in a voice that melted its way into my soul she introduced herself, her voice sensual but aloof like an old school hollywood actress.
I was instantly intrigued.
Weeks went by and the two new girls fitted into our little band quite nicely They both worked hard. But the one who intrigued me had a bit more about her. She had proven to be a bit of a tomboy, she was as good with the banter as the rest of the lads and she could swear like a trucker...much like the rest of us! She acted like the badass, but it was just that, an act. She had worked hard and she had proven herself to be very capable indeed. I loved to have banter with her, I'd call her my badass bitch and she liked it, she always had a little smile on her face when this came out, but she would always look at the floor when others were around, and give me little side glances with a shy smile.
My work area was quite spread out with tools and parts all around, but I had pretty much free reign of where my work would take me, a jack of all trades, the way I liked it. The pretty little badass would come by my area almost everyday. She ran the quality assurance desk just in front of my workbench. She would walk through the door and, like it was a catwalk, glide over the floor looking directly ahead. Upon reaching her desk she would place down her work neatly and precisely. Then she would very deliberately lean over her desk in her well fitted jeans and give me the most perfect view of her peach of an ass. Occasionally she would just check the paperwork next to her, she would quickly glance out of the corner of her eye to check I was there, watching, admiring. My colleagues were oblivious, none of them realised this was a regular visit and a display surely put on for me. With gentle movements of her long shapely legs, she would sway her perfect cheeks from side to side, the thought of being pressed up against that ass made my cock start to twitch, I would gently bounce against the side of the desk making my cock start to throb and ache at the thought of sliding in between her thighs...mmm. Although we are both flirty neither of us ever made a move, the flirting just seemed too much fun, that, and from past experience work relationships always go sideways. That didn't stop me fantasising about what her body is like under that uniform, her soft pale skin pressed against me. Everyday was becoming a thrill.
I wasn't one for working at the weekend but part of my role is safety checks. This can only be done when work isn't in full flow. It is a massively tedious job but part of the reason I am given the freedom of the business. It was a sweltering Saturday and I was testing some equipment in the coolest part of the warehouse. A few temp staff were in doing some overtime but their heads were down getting on with their work. This little corner at the back of the building is sheltered from the sun so it is cool and when the main lights aren't on, it is fairly dark. The packing is done in this corner after the quality check has been completed. My pretty little badass comes down here sometimes for final checks. It is not visible from most of the warehouse. So I was getting on with the dull task at hand without being disturbed.
Then I heard her. She was calling morning to the agency staff, what was she doing here today? She doesn't normally work at the weekend either. My heart rate started to increase with the thought of seeing her, what I was about to be treated to would take things to another level.
I stayed where I was, not wanting the temps to know I was here. I continued my testing, distracted by her presence, longing to see her.
Here she came, walking up to the packing area. Instead of the usual heavy cotton work t-shirt and jeans she wore a loose fitting vest with grey yoga pants. It was the weekend and a hot day after all. The thin material of her vest hung over her perfectly formed breasts, not big but a perfect size to fit in my hand. I could see the lacy pattern of her bra through the material of her vest, she picked up a bag and leaned down to place it in one of the open boxes. As she leaned forward, the loose material hung delightfully open to show the top of a lacey black bra with a bright red trim, her soft pale cleavage in full view, inviting my hungry eyes to feast on the sight in front of me, I strained to see if i could make out her nipples which I had dreamed about taking into my mouth....
Oh god she excited me....
Bleep bleep.
Shit! My test equipment had turned itself off, there is absolutely no way she didn't hear it... But she didn't flinch. She just turned around picked up another bag this time placing it in a box facing away from me. What an ass she has, I could see the outline of the lacey briefs that framed her perfect cheeks and.... oh fuck! The briefs and yoga pants were such a snug fit I could make out her plump labia just nestling either side of the material.
My cock sprang up at the sight, I had no resistance to putting my hand in my pocket and pulling down my shaft as if I was sliding my length into her fully upto my balls. I let out a barely audible guttural moan of appreciation
"Mmmm..."
Without turning around, she said "So you like my ass do you?" running her long fingers along the outline of her briefs, out and back, then pulling her ass cheeks as wide as they would go while being restricted by her tight pants. She knew i was there!! she had known the whole time! We were far enough from the agency staff for them not to hear us, I made no response I was transfixed by this incredible view, she stood up and went up on tiptoes looking over her shoulder still grasping her ass and repeated herself..."you like this ass don't you?" "Oh yes", I growled. She turned to face me and leaned forward over the box, her top dropping down showing her soft tits being cradled by the beautiful bra "...and this view, I knew you would like it too" her hand sliding up inside her top and groping herself, "You want these don't you?" my eyes widen by way of confirmation and my breathing became heavier with the desire to take her breasts into my mouth and dance my tongue around her nipples. My cock ached to be pressed up against her, my hands pulling her hips hard in on my throbbing shaft.
She stepped around the box, I sat up on my seat as she was slinking towards me, nervous with anticipation. The unexpected advance and the confidence. She was like an animal stalking her prey... Was this just another flirting situation or was she about to pounce on me....
"Hey! Can you help me?"
"Fuck! No!" I screamed in my head as one of the temp staff called over. My huntress looked at me and gave me a cheeky grin, shrugged her shoulders as if to say "oh well" and turned away.
I had to laugh at her complete change in character she was a sexual badass and held my every desire in her hand. Unfortunately, She wasn't holding my cock that was still very much throbbing in my trousers. As I was still out of sight I slowly and firmly stroked it imagining what could have been. How would she have taken me? Would she have dry fucked me on that chair, her perfect tits in my face as she rode my cock through my trousers, her head leant back as she rubbed her swollen clit against the material of her lacey briefs, I ached to cum...
My fantasy was interrupted and my anonymity was revealed, as I was called over to help too. My sexual badass had betrayed my position by calling me over. I strolled out from the corner and across the warehouse face flushed from the excitment of my fantasy, trying to quickly lose my erection by pretending to brush off some dust, frustrated about what could have been.
She smirked as she knew the dilemma she had caused me. I gave her a look that said 'what did you do that for?' and she giggled and explained the issue the agency worker had, then left me to fix the problem, both in my trousers and with the agency worker...She quickly finished her work and left, giving me a knowing wiggle as she walked out of the door to go home, her task complete....
God I want her.
Over the next few weeks things got really busy. I needed to get my testing completed and new projects started. I saw less and less of my pretty little badass, when our paths did cross it was with management and other staff around. The flirty sexual tension between us was replaced by fleeting smiles. She was under pressure and working too hard.
My previous projects had slowed down. I was asked to take over another role. It was easy work but required attention to detail. What it also required was daily interactions with my pretty little badass, who had been under a lot of pressure. Even though the sexual tension had waned between us whilst she had been so busy, my desire for her had not changed. I am a patient man, she needed me to be an aide not a play thing.
