I was a new college graduate starting a job down south. Excited to put snow and ice behind me and start a career. Work was fun and hectic. A part of my job ended up being chasing away the inventory gals, whose job seemed to be flirting with my workers. It was a largely male workforce, so my guys always welcomed the attention.
Tisha was a skinny black gal in her early 40s with grown kids and a boyfriend that worked at the plant. Lori was a well-proportioned white gal, 30, no kids, and a husband that worked as retail store manager. The twosome would stop on their way outside for breaks or during their work. I would see them when I tried to keep them from the work area.
After about 4 months, the twosome visits had become a onesome, with Lori was spending a lot of time with me. I'm sure there are some engineering students that notch conquests, but that wasn't me. The attention from a hot older woman was an ego boost. I was enchanted by her dimples and the way those brown eyes would look up at me.
A few months later, Lori volunteered to help with a project that was supposed to keep us until 10, but finished by 6. She told me that she had 4 hours of free time and wanted to spend the time seeing how many times 23 could go into 30. We found out 23 went into 30 several times.
Having a hot partner, might not have put a player swagger in my walk, but it did make me feel more confident, about everything. Life is better with regular sex. Her husband worked Thursday nights, so Thursday's and the occasional weekend, were sex time. Not as much sex as I hoped, but better than before. I set my world record, coming 11 times our first free weekend. We needed to keep things quiet with her being married and work. The relationship would have been frowned on at work, not enough to be fired but enough to slow promotions.
We were being secret, acting like nothing was happening. Lori was still a big flirt; my guys would get their work done, so no reason to segregate. I did learn that whenever a girl promises she won't tell anyone, that doesn't include her girlfriends. Trish would smirk and tell me that Lori was over with some guys in various parts of the facility. Maybe Trish thought I'd be jealous with the flirting? I was having sex, so I'd just smile and keep going. After a while Trish stopped pointing out Lori's flirting.
A couple months later, Trish said she was sure that someone might suspect something. I wasn't worried. Lori would park in my backyard, literally my drive wrapped around the house. For me, sneaking added a bit of excitement. Trish told me she was helping keep the secret by distracting people from Lori and I. Lori was late to break one day. Trish told her table that Lori was probably with one of the guys she was interested in. Trish named two supervisors. Trish being Trish, picked the only 2 young, single, and black supervisors. Now, I'd see two supervisors wandering off to find Lori. I did have my fun, teasing Lori about her jungle fever. She was opposed to dating black as she didn't want mixed race children. She just slugged me when I pointed out she went from dating to breeding, I guess white girls must be first date fucks.
I found out, I was up for a transfer and promotion. It was all secret. Time was found for me to fly out to "train", but really to meet people at my new site and make sure I was a good fit. Lori and I were both disappointed that I was going to miss an upcoming Thursday sex night.
Monday after break, Lori and Trish stopped me. Lori was out of cigarettes and wanted me to get her a pack when I went to lunch. Trish asked me to get her some magnums, because if Lori is going to be letting brothers find bottom, she'll need deep protection. I got both. All employees have clear plastic fanny packs for supplies and personal items. I found some humor thinking about an embarrassed Lori and her magnums on display.
After lunch, Lori told me about the kiss. Vince, one of the black supervisors encouraged by Trish, had been talking to Lori. When he left, leaned in and gave her a kiss. Lori told me about the kiss and that he had bad breath. I tracked Vince down and told him that kissing is outside work and he needs to get some mouthwash. I told him, I thought her husband worked late on Thursdays, so invite her over for that kind of stuff. I was feeling kind of mischievous about my handling of the kiss, but had HR calling before I got out the door. They had heard about the kiss. I panicked about my relationship being exposed, just before my possible promotion. I quickly told Vince that HR wanted a meeting to discuss the kiss. Make sure to tell HR they had a Thursday date and he wanted to confirm dating wasn't a problem. I told Vince to track down Lori and or Trish to get Thursday date stories straight. We wanted them to be in an outside relationship, nothing happening at work, just an innocent kiss.
The HR meeting went well, PDA not in work areas, even if it was an innocent kiss. Everyone agreed that nobody was being pressured or coerced into sex. As we were wrapping up, Vince said they were getting together Thursday and wanted to make sure it was okay. I was very supportive of their dating and had no problem with it. Peggy, our HR manager, looked down at Lori's clear fanny pack with the magnums. She paused a beat, so we followed where she was looking. She had a little smile and assured Vince and Lori that dating was fine. HR being the gossip of the building, everyone would know that Lori had progressed from interested to dating, and she wasn't dating me.
I went from my meeting to the airport. Traveling with the general manager, my only alone time was at night when Lori wasn't able to talk. I was going to call Thursday night, but what if she was with others and my name popped up as incoming call? I have never had a more distracted week. My mind was spinning over and over.