CHAPTER ONE…Meeting the boss.
Restructuring, how Craig had grown to hate that word. His last three jobs had ended in restructuring. A hostile take over, two companies combining, and an owner selling to a bigger multi national company had been the reason why Craig was unemployed for the third time in as many years. The only bright spot was that he had kept up his Industrial First Aid ticket, and that had led from one opportunity to another. Having this ticket, allowed him to pickup part time assignments, which gave him some good net working that had led to permanent jobs.
“Great” he mumbled out loud as he read his latest part time dispatch. “ Super Save Foods, should be exciting as watching paint dry”
He sighed out loud. It was money, it wasn’t a real chance to rub shoulders with any potential full time job chances, but at least it might pay a few more bills. He locked his car doors and walked into the building to find his supervisor and check in for the week.
Craig’s supervisor was Stephanie Watson. She was a tall shapely lady who Craig estimated was in her mid thirties. Craig marveled how trim and fit she looked for her age. She was dressed casually in very tight blue jeans, and a light blue golf shirt, that showed off her 32C Breasts nicely. She was very pleasant as she explained all the work areas and the potential work hazards.
“Your worst injury will probably be a little old lady slipping on the floor” Stephanie said with a smile, “We haven’t had a meat cutter lose a finger in a decade.”
“Great” replied Craig “I like it when things are simple.”
There were a couple of Cashiers in their early twenties working on the tills. Craig sighed again. Oh to be young and in his twenties again. Craig’s mind began to wander again. Fast approaching forty, and still scrambling to get his life together after two painful divorces, Craig had kept himself in shape working out at the swimming pool which also had a well equipped gym and hot tub. Craig dreamily thought about Christine the twenty year old cashier, and how nice she looked in those hip hugger jeans. His mind was miles away, when one of the box boys interrupted him.
“Boss lady need you in her office right away” Derek told him. “Up the stairs, second door on the right. Oh yeah, bring your kit with you.”
“What happened?” Asked Craig.
“Don’t know.” Derek replied, “ I think she slipped on something.”
Craig grabbed the kit and headed up the stairs. He found Stephanie sitting on a couch in her office holding her knee and rubbing the back of her upper leg.
“What did you do? “ Craig asked her.
“ I guess I’m one up on the little old ladies,” She replied, “ I slipped on some water spilled in produce, and heard a bit of a snap at the back of my leg.”
“Is your knee OK?” Craig inquired.
“Oh yeah, it’s fine, it’s just the back of my leg.” She moaned. Really tight and painful.”
Craig thought for a moment as he took out a portable ice back out of the First Aid Kit. He applied the ice bag to the back of her leg over the top of her jeans. He was about to ask her how the ice felt but was interrupted by her.
“Hey Doctor,” She teased in a strange tone of voice. “I thought they taught you guys that you had to expose the injury before treatment.”
That comment caught Craig completely off guard. But she was medically right, Craig thought to himself in most cases you expose the injury to see what you are treating. But this was a simple muscle pull, and she was making this complicated, and besides, where was this leading too. Here was his boss for a week, a sexy, appealing, trim lady, maybe in distress, or was she possibly trying to seduce him?
“Give you head a shake.” He told himself. People don’t behave this way in real life. “I think it’s just a pulled muscle,” He politely replied in his professional voice. “No need to do anything but put ice on it.”
“Don’t you need to see if it’s bruising?” She asked him trying to hide a mischievous smile.
Craig thought hard again, fine, if you want to play games, then we could play this game too.
“Well if it makes you feel better, you can lower your jeans to your knees and I’ll check your leg for bruising.” It was Craig’s turn to smile. He had checked out her features earlier in the day, so he thought to himself, “What the hell, let’s see where this goes.”
Stephanie had removed her jeans in seconds. She didn’t stop at her knees, but took them off completely. Craig stared helplessly. Underneath those jeans was the sexiest pair of panties he had ever seen. Very skimpy and sexy. Stephanie had a small butterfly tattoo just below her navel. If there was a bruise he didn’t notice it.
“Lie on the couch, face down and I’ll examine your hamstring.” He ordered. She obeyed him immediately. Craig began to massage the back of her leg. “How does this feel?”
“Much better,” She purred, “I think it might feel better with more attention.”
Craig decided to push his luck. This was a damn nice sexy woman, and this was no accident. He started to move his hand higher up the back of her leg, still massaging her leg as he starting to touch the edge of her panties. She let out a very quiet gasp as his fingers slipped under the elastic edge of her panties, still massaging the bottom part of her ass, but never protesting his advances. As he started to move his hand toward the front of her leg, she turned slightly to allow his welcomed advances. As he moved to the front of her hips, he started to move his hands deeper inside her panties towards her love canal. She began to moan with pleasure as she anticipated his next move.
Craig’s next move completely caught Stephanie by surprise. While she was enjoying the probing and caressing of his fingers, he moved his head closer to her. She turned again and his lips met hers and he began a very deep passionate kiss. His tongue was darting inside her mouth, checking out every spot. She responded by using her tongue to explore his mouth in return. As this passionate kiss continued, he had moved his fingers to the lips of her pussy, tracing the opening up to her clitoris. He noted that her panties were soaking wet with her love juices. She shuttered with pleasure as he began to gently rub her clitoris as he kissed her deeply and passionately. She turned again so she could embrace him more passionately.
It was her turn to explore. While she enjoyed the sensations he was generating with his fingering of her clitoris, she moved her hand to his groin and began rubbing his cock through the jean material. Craig had been hard for a long time and she could feel his hard cock pressing against his jeans, wanting to come out. But he had her at a disadvantage. With him positioned for French kissing and stroking her clit, she was in an awkward position to explore his manliness. She gently pushed him away, then, quickly using both hands reached for his zipper and snaps and hastily unfastened his jeans yanking them feverishly down past his knees. His throbbing cock was at full attention, pushing against the light material of his jockey shorts. She quickly reached for the shorts again yanking them past his knees to expose 8 beautiful inches of cock standing up right and ready for action.
“Let’s get more comfortable,” Stephanie suggested as she quickly removed her shirt and bra and panties. He matched her speed by kicking off his remaining clothes.
