Jill arrived at work dressed in her gym clothes, excited to get to work. She hoped work would take her mind off everything that happened last night and this morning. When she entered the restaurant she saw her boss, Ed, sitting in the back booth with a beautiful young woman. Ed caught her eye and waved her over to the table.
"Jill, I'd like you to meet Ivy, my niece."
"Well, step-niece is more accurate," added the bottle blond. "My mother married his brother, no blood relation."
"Hi, nice to meet you Ivy."
Ed waved to the empty chair in invitation for Jill to join them. "Ivy, is interested in becoming a cook and has asked if she could shadowed you for a couple of weeks before starting culinary school. Hope that's okay with you."
As Jill sat down she replied, "She is welcome to shadow me, as long as she can take and follow orders."
"I'll do anything you ask" answered Ivy, as she leaned across the table - causing her ample breasts to almost pop out of her top. "I'm so excited, thanks for the opportunity Uncle Ed."
Jill noticed that Ed was staring at Ivy's cleavage as he replied, "You're very welcome, darling."
As Jill stood, so did Ed and Ivy. "I'm going to go get ready for work. See you in the kitchen, Ivy. Bye Ed." But before she could make her exit, Jill found herself being hugged tightly by Ivy.
"Thanks so much, you will not be sorry. I'll do anything and everything you want," whispered Ivy into Jill's ear.
"Okay, lets get to work." said Jill, pulling away from Ivy. Once she was free, Jill started walking to the kitchen.
This should be interesting...there is something not quite right with Ivy,
thought Jill as she pushed open the kitchen door. She expected Ivy to be right behind her but she was alone. As Jill turned around she saw Ivy hugging and kind of rubbing her massive tits against her Uncle Ed. To her shock, Ed's hands were grabbing his nieces tight little ass, as if he was trying to pull her against his hard cock.
What the hell, that's just so wrong,
thought Jill. When they broke apart Ivy skipped around the tables to where Jill waited and as she passed Ivy gave a small arrogant smile that said, 'He wants me'.
What man wouldn't want Ivy, she is every man's wet dream. Blond, big tits, young, cute, tight ass, slim, and she likes to show off her body.
Jill could not help thinking what a slut Ivy seemed to be, even though she knew it was wrong to judge the young woman only are her physical appearance.
"Follow me, we'll go to the office first where we'll talk and change. So Ivy, how long have you wanted to be a chef?"
"Oh, not very long. I like to cook, but until recently I had not thought to make it my career. I was fired from my last job for sleepy with the boss...and his...wife."
"Ummmm...okay. Well I um...hope you like working here and stick with cooking school." Replied Jill, once she could form words.
What a slut, she slept with the boss and his wife. Did they have a threesome?
Not only was Jill thinking about how Ivy was a slut but she was also picturing Ivy in bed with Thomas and herself.
Thomas would love her body, we could use her boobs as pillows, I bet her skin feels soft and silky.
As they entered the office, Jill forced her mind back to work. "We have shelves where staff can keep personal items, don't worry about people stealing, we are a family here. We also keep a couple of pairs of scrubs in here if you don't want to get your own clothes messing. If you use the scrubs either take them home and wash them or replace them. Do you have any questions?"
The whole time Jill was talking, Ivy was looking over the older woman's body. "Ah, yeah, have you ever had sex with a woman before?"
Ivy's question caught Jill by surprise. She just stood there with her mouth hanging open. Ivy answered the question herself, "I guess not, its a shame because you have a stunning body. I would love to see you laying on one of the tables out there with nothing on but chocolate sauce. I think we would both enjoy me licking your body clean. I'd start with your tits, slowly work my way down you middle, and ending with my tongue deep in your cunt." After Ivy stopped talking she moved closer to Jill, she could see that Jill's eyes were wide, her breathing had increased and her nipples were rock hard.
"Ummmm...ahhhh...you can't...talk to...me that way" Jill finally said as she took a small step back away from Ivy, causing her to bump into the desk.
Ivy smiled and said, "Did I embarrass you? Because from what I see, I think it turned you on."
"Let's just get ready for work. Put a pair of scrubs on over your outfit while I change in the restroom."
"There's no need for you to leave. We're both women, we can change in the same room. I will not hit on you again and I promise I will not look while you change. I'll even change first." Without waiting for a reply, Ivy quickly pulled off her tank top, exposing her enormous, yet perky, tits to Jill and whomever happened to walk by the office door. Next, she slowly lowered her cutoff shorts to the floor, knowing full well that Jill was watching her every move. Ivy did not believe in wearing panties, so once the shorts were around her ankles she should there in her birthday suit, with the cold air making her nipples hard as rocks. "Okay, now it's your turn to strip."
Jill stood there staring at Ivy, she could not pull her gaze away from the younger woman's body. She was stunning and she had a hairless pussy, like Kate. Jill's mind was on overload, she could not think rationally. All her mind was good for at this moment was picturing Kate, Ivy, and herself naked in bed together.
I need to stop thinking about sex with women, IT'S WRONG. What is wrong me that I keep fantasizing about sex with women. I need to focus on work.
