The girl who walked past my cubicle looked to me as if she was sixteen years old at the most and I couldn't help but wonder what that hell she was doing in our office. She was blessed with a very pretty face and lovely hair but I swear she couldn't have weighed more than ninety pounds and wasn't more than five feet tall. Talk about short and skinny ...she'd look like a thermometer if she ever drank tomato juice. Ah, who knows, she may have been the new mail girl.
A week or so later I was down on the floor below the one I worked on and lo and behold walked past an office and there she was. Whoever the hell she was she had her own office and not just a cubicle like I worked in. My curiosity got the best of me and I gave a little knock on the door jam and she looked up from what she was doing and invited me in.
I broke the ice with, "Hi, I saw you around the other day and didn't have a chance to introduce myself and welcome you aboard. I'm Joelle and work upstairs in order processing."
"Hello, I'm Kathy and I'm one of the new paralegals they have hired for some of the big lawsuits the company is involved in."
"Kathy, forgive me, and I apologize if I come across as rude, but aren't you a little young to be a paralegal?"
She broke into a deep laugh and answered " Kathy, don't bother apologizing. I'm nineteen and should have said I am a paralegal trainee. They have hired a bunch of us to do the 'gofer' work for the lawyers involved in the suits. I plan on going to college in the fall so I'll be here for the next nine months or so."
I laughed and said "Whew, I thought they were allowing teenagers to act as lawyers now." As I was saying this I couldn't help but notice the tight cheeks of her ass showing through her skirt as she bent back to put some paperwork on the credenza behind her. I never had a sexual experience with a woman but could easily imagine burying my face between those cheeks and working my way up to the lips of her pussy.
"No sweat, things haven't gotten that bad " she replied.
"Well, there's hope for us yet." I said breathing a huge sigh of relief and laughing at the same time. "I better get going or they'll have my butt. Take care and I'll see you around. Look me up if you get up to the next floor and we can shoot the breeze a little." I said as I moved off in the direction I was headed before I saw her in her office.
The next several weeks went pretty much as they had up until then. My boyfriend, Matt, and I made a trip up to NYC to take in a Broadway show and have dinner at one of our favorite restaurants. Both the show and the food were terrific and it made us glad we live fairly close to the city. It's a little too far to drive when we are just going up for the weekend but the train is convenient and when you consider the price of fuel, tolls and parking it is about break even cost-wise.
The sex after we got back to our room after the show was awesome. Matt asked me to bend over the easy chair and he fucked me from the rear. Not up my ass but just doggie style with me bending over the chair. We have made love this way many times but it was always with me kneeling on the bed. I guess the thing that drove me over the top this time was he would get his cock all the way in and then he would reach down and hold the base of it and move it around inside of me with his hand directing it. It was touching parts of my vagina that had never been introduced to a cock before and if felt terrific. My orgasm was cataclysmic.
On the way home on the train we were crossing the northern part of the Chesapeake Bay when I looked out at the sight of all of the boats it gave me what I thought was a brilliant idea. "Hey Matt, you know how much I love sailing. I would love to take a trip up to the Mystic Seaport area in Connecticut; we could see the museum they have there and then jump over to Newport RI to take in that nautical paradise. What do you say?" I asked.
"Sounds good to me. When would you like to go?"
"Well, I have a ton of vacation time coming and the weather is forecast to be good for the next week or so. How about I put in for two weeks and we can use as much of it as we need. It should take us less than two days up by car and two back and I can't imagine spending more than a week between Mystic and Newport. "
Matt owns his own accounting business and can take all the time off he wants so that made spur-of βthe-minute trips like the one I was suggesting a breeze for him to arrange.
He replied, "Super, let them know at work you'll be off starting a week from Thursday and I'll make the reservations."
The next few days at work were going to be hectic. While I had all of the necessary vacation time coming that didn't eliminate the work that I would usually do during that time. Other people would have to pick up the slack and some of it would just be postponed until I returned.
A day or so later I was entering the cafeteria for lunch and found myself right behind Kathy, 'the kid,' in line. We each picked out our lunches from the buffet line, paid the cashier and then made our way out to find an empty table. It turned out to not be too hard since we were there at the end of the lunch hour and most of the employees were on their way back to their desks.
We chatted about a million things but when I mentioned my upcoming vacation she went a little ape. "Are you kidding me? They are two places I have always wanted to see. I grew up around boats and I sometimes think I have salt water for blood."
"Yeah, I have always wanted to see them too. I am really looking forward to the vacation." I said.
"If you ever decide you want to have company along just give a shout and I'll be packed in an hour." She said laughingly, but with a whole lot of seriousness buried in that sentence.
I would only have to tell Matt about her interest in accompanying us on our vacation and I could see some sexual lights going off in his head; two women for two weeks ... what more could a guy ask for?
Well, mention it I did and he, as I knew he would, jumped at the opportunity. He made it sound as if we would just be doing her a favor but there wasn't any doubt in my mind who was hoping to be granted some favors. So what the hell, maybe I'd get a chance to see her tight cheeks up close and who knew where that would lead.
I dropped down to Kathy's office the next day and told her of our complete plans and extended the invitation to her to join us on our vacation.
"Joelle, are you guys sure, I would honestly hate to intrude?" She said with what I felt was honest sincerity.
"Yes we're sure. I mentioned it to Matt and he thought it would be nice if we could help you tour areas you had always dreamed of. But, and this might be a bigger issue than you are willing or able to handle; hotel rooms in those areas are hard to get and what's more they are ungodly expensive. So, Matt said that unless you are willing and able to foot the price of your own room you are welcome to share ours. We would get one with a couple of queen-size beds so it wouldn't be as if you had to sleep on a sofa or anything like that."
She came back with, "I don't think I could afford my own room in places like those but I'd be happy to pay my share of the rooms we would share."