Candice was one of only three girls who worked at local distribution center loading and unloading trucks. She wore jeans and a company logo shirt to work every day. Between the wear house crew and two old ladies that worked in the office, there were about twenty people working her shift. Most of them around her age 32.
She had obviously made some friends there. As we talked about our day in the evening. She would tell me some of the stupid, sometimes dangerous, things that had happened that day. I had asked her if any of the guys ever hit on her. She said a few. But they know she's married it's just harmless flirting and she flirts back. She said it sort of makes her feel good.
I could normally tell when she had a good "flirt session" that day. Because those nights she would ride me cowgirl and fuck herself like she was possessed.
One evening she mentioned that there was a new young couple, Bret 22 and Heidi 21, that started there. He was working in the warehouse and she was going to be taking over for one of the women in the office who was about to retired. She said she had only talked to Bret while working but she and Heidi had gone on a few breaks together.
Candice told me that they had been high school sweethearts and married shortly after graduating. She told Candice that they couldn't afford to both go to college at the same time so they decided that she would go first in the evenings.
She said that after the conversation with Heidi, she got more friendly with Bret. The three of them started occasionally taking breaks together. She kept teasing him about what a sweet guy he was for marrying his HS sweetie and letting her go to school first. "He's such a nice young guy."
On nights that she would tell me stories of the three of them on break that day Candy would want me to put her on all fours and fuck her hard and fast doggie style. She would lower her head and beg me to fuck her harder. One night, she asked if I was going to just make love or if I was going to fuck her as she rubbed her clit. I doubled down, grabbed her hips and pounded her like I had paid for it. Just as she said, "Oh my God. I'm cuming." I spit on my index finger and shoved it in her ass. She screamed, "Oh fuck! You bastard! I can't stop cuming!" As she was sawing her ass back and forth on my cock and finger. I absolutely loved it. As it turned out, so did she. I assumed she had replaced the guy from the Lion's Den with Bret in her mind as I fucked her.
A few weeks later there was a retirement picnic planned for the women leaving the office. She asked me if I wanted to go. I told her that I don't know anybody she works with but if she wants to go, we'll go. She said, "Ok. You'll get to meet Bret and Heidi. If they go. They're so cute."
She came home the next day and told me that Bret and Heidi were going and that the three of them planned on sitting together.
I'm not a big people person. So, I wasn't exactly thrilled. But, they're her friends, so I'd suck it up and make the best of it. It was only one afternoon anyway. I agreed.
The picnic was to start at noon. It seemed like she took forever to get ready. I was waiting in the living room for her so we could go. We were going to be late. As usual. I hate that.
I was flabbergasted when she walked in. Her hair and makeup was perfect. She was wearing a pair of jeans I had never seen before. They were so tight they made her ass look even better than normal. The tank top was equally snug. I knew that this look wasn't for my benefit but I didn't care. She was smoking hot. Like a dumbass I asked her, "What's up with this?" Waving my hand up and down. She said, "I always look so frumpy at work. I just wanted them to see that I'm not always like that. Is that a problem?" I said, "Hell no! Let 'em eat their hearts out. You look fantastic."
I figured I'd take advantage of the situation and rubbed her ass on my way to the bedroom. No panty line I thought to myself. So, I went back to the bedroom and grabbed the nipple rings for later.
Other than my mind racing with ideas for that night and my complimenting her again on how hot she looked. The drive was uneventful.
We got there fashionably late. Twenty minutes to be exact.
There were a good number of people there. Looked like everyone from all three shifts that weren't working that day were there. As we walked to the picnic area Candice stopped a few times to introduce me to people and say hello. I noticed a good looking young guy standing and waving. She said, "That's Bret. Let's go."
When we reached him we shook hands as she introduced us. He was a very good looking guy. About 5'9"ish maybe 180lbs wearing jeans and a polo shirt. He was sitting alone and Candice asked why Heidi hadn't come. He said that she was in the ladies room but would be right back. We had no sooner sat down when walked up this little Norwegian looking angel. Maybe 5'2", 110lbs, hair the color of fresh corn silk, and sky blue eyes that can probably see into your soul. She was wearing a light weight sundress with the shoulders pulled down and tan sandals. Her toe nails were painted a pale pink that matched her lips. A walking wet daydream. We shook hands as he introduced me to her. Once we got our food and drinks and we sat down and started talking.
They, of course, talked about work gossip. There was little I could contribute to the conversation. I could only try not to stare at the vision across the table from me. I must have done a pretty good job because Candice never elbowed me or made any comments later. Turned out to be an okay time. Not counting the perpetual boner I had. It was getting late and I wanted to get home and fuck Candy's (Heidi's) brains out. As we said our goodbyes, we all exchanged cell numbers.
On the way home Candice asked me what I thought of them. I told her that I thought they were two great kids and neither one was hard to look at. She corrected me, "Don't you mean good looking?" I said, "You're right. They are very good looking."
On the way home I had to stop short because some idiot pulled out in front of me. I threw my right hand across Candice's chest to hold her back. Cupping her left tit in the process. After I had gotten stopped I didn't take me hand down. I just squeezed her tit a few times. She just looked at me and smiled. "Game on." I thought.
Once we were moving again I reached in through her sleeve and under her bra kneading her left tit and playing with her nipple. She closed her eyes and said, "That feels so good." I took my hand out and said it would feel better without the bra. She reached up under her shirt, unsnapped and took it off without removing her top. I went right back to playing with her nipple this time over her top. Making it stand out pressing against the tight material.
She just let out a soft sigh. I let go of her nipple, lifted my butt off the seat, reached in my pocket, pulled out the nipple rings. I held my hand out to her and said, "Here Candy. Put these on."
She asked where those came from. I told her I had gotten them from the bedroom before we left. I told her since she hadn't worn them before as hot as she looks I thought they might come in handy. She took them in her finger and reached under her top. I said, "Not like that. I want to see them. Put them on over your shirt."
She grabbed the first ring near the top, spread it open, put it over nipple and eased her hand away. She yelled, "TO TIGHT! TO TIGHT! TO TIGHT!" As she pulled it apart and off of her nipple. I told her to give them to me and take the wheel. I took them and opened each one beyond its normal spring back tension. They actually were tough. The balls at the opening weren't touching anymore. I gave them back to her and she tried again. She said they were still tight but a good tight this time.
They looked so good hanging off her I had to tug and flick them as I drove. She moaned just like with the nipple clamps.
Time to push the envelope a little.
