The snowflakes were large and fluffy, gliding slowly down to cover the cars of the employees in the lot. Not a single customer was out in this weather and the store had been dead for hours. I stood at the window, leaning lightly against the cool pane. The touch of the glass reminded me of the glass dildo sitting at home by my bed. The blue one with the great big head that makes me gasp as I slide it into my cunt.
I stared out at the grey sky thinking of the cool smooth glass sliding in and out of my pussy when I heard laughter from behind me. Turning I saw the three guys I was working with standing behind the counter at one of the computers.
Having been pulled from my fantasy I walked over to them and immediately became suspicious when they got quiet. Hmmmm... how little they knew me. Always afraid of offending me, I wondered if they were telling dirty jokes or something.
I walked over to the counter and leaned over it, as I usually did. I was dressed in my grey pinstripe skirt, black stockings, heals, bra, and thong, and my dark blue blouse that seemed to run out of buttons half way up. My blutooth hung from the top button, in danger of being suffocated by my breasts which were on full display as I leaned over the counter. A few of them were looking but I pretended not to notice, I didn't want them to stop.
"What are you guys up to over here?" I also pretended not to notice that they obviously didn't want me to know what was going on.
"We're trying to find Kevin a girl!" Hamid spoke up, obviously unaware that I wasn't supposed to be in on it. The other guys started laughing again, no longer able to hold back.
My eyes went to Kevin, the tall, lean, quiet boy. I say boy, but I know he's older than me. He's just so shy it's hard to think of him like that. I never thought anyone would be more shy than me, I've always been the quiet one, but somehow he won out. I didn't mind though, I was tired of being quiet. I looked over his light brown hair, nice face, and blue eyes.
"Well that shouldn't be too hard," I grinned, "He's cute." I knew this would make him blush and it did. I was pleased.
The rest of them laughed even harder.
"Do you even remember how to do it after that long?" one of them asked, more laughs.
"I know!" Hamid chimed in, "You can wear blutooth! I walk you through it!"
Even Kevin laughed at that one. God, they were so mean to each other, but damn, that was funny.
They continued ribbing each other but I didn't catch all of it. An idea was forming in my dirty little brain. So, he needed to get laid, huh? Somehow I didn't put much faith in the fix ups of these guys. Trevor was a party guy, no girl interested in him would be Kevin's type. Hamid was married and had never been with anyone but his wife so I didn't know how he'd do fixing up someone else.
My eyes wandered down to the front of his pants and I wondered what their thin material concealed. I looked up and realized he'd seen me and we stared at each other a moment, I smiled and he blushed and turned away.
Something about how shy he was turned me on. Usually I'm the shy one, but I really liked to be in charge. The way he blushed brought out the cougar in me, not that I'm old enough for that, but still. Not only did I want to end his dry spell but I had a desperate desire to see what was behind that wall he put up.
I thought about how much I'd love blowing his mind, and other things. I always love knowing I've fucked a guy so well he'll think of me whenever he fucks someone else.
I came out of my dreams when I heard the words, "I know, but three years! Jesus, man!" there was no laughter following that one, Kevin's face was stone and there were a few nervous glances my way. I wasn't supposed to hear that.
Just then Jack, the manager, came out and asked if there was anyone who would like to put away the recent shipment we received in the inventory room. Kevin volunteered immediately, obviously wanting to get out of this situation. He followed Jack into the back. I turned to look at the other two who busted out laughing once he was gone.
"Jeez, you guys, you don't have to be dicks about it," I glared. I knew they were just being guys but obviously he wasn't happy with what had just gone down.
"We're just messing with him, besides, I'm going to hook him up!" Trevor said defensively.
"You actually have girls who would like him? Besides, you're nearly a decade younger than him, how old are these girls?" "I dunno, 19, 22... my age!"
"Hmmmm....." I thought this over. On the one hand guys always talk about loving young pussy, on the other I didn't think any girl of Trevor's was likely to want anything to do with a thirty something, quiet, shy man like Kevin.... and if she did she'd probably eat him alive, but not in a good way.
