I looked across the large break room as I clocked out for lunch. Salma Santos was in one of her tighter red blouses as she bought a honey bun out of the vending machine.
The break room was huge, much like the factory where we all worked. At least fifty employees including temp agents, forklift drivers, and quality inspectors were all packed into the break room.
I stood in the center, between two large tables, clearly visible with my eyes on Salma.
She walked to the corner, biting into her honey bun. She was standing near the exit door of the breakroom and her eyes began darting around the room.
There it is.
I walked over to an open part of the break room, making myself visible between two large workers. I casually looked in Salma's direction and it took only a few seconds for Salma to find me.
Her thin lips pursed and she took a large bite of her snack, before turning and quickly walking out the door. I tried to be casual. It was a large and very crowded break room. Most were wearing headphones and staring at their phones.
I made my way behind some large dudes, past the vending machines, and out the same door Salma exited without looking back.
I'm not going to lie, my heart was drilling the inside of my chest. This wasn't my first time casually following Salma down a side hallway and out of the back door, but it always had me a little on edge.
The smoking area was deserted and I was glad I wouldn't have to make an excuse like going to my non-existent car in the parking lot for a smoke. I walked past the small bench, out of the enclosure and around the huge factory building.
I saw Salma's booty wobbling about fifteen feet in front of me. She was briskly walking down the deserted sidewalk and past a row of large pine trees. Speed walking, I was closing the distance. My dick was getting harder with every step.
By the time I was within three or four feet of Salma's luscious booty, she had reached her destination. As she ducked between a large pine tree and a big A/C unit, I walked around the machine until I was behind my co-worker.
With the building behind us, the trees to our left and right, and a large air conditioning unit partially covering our front, the spot was mildly ideal for what we wanted to do. The area behind the factory was always deserted. It was just a large open field, where on the other side sat some hotels and a highway.
I could tell her eyes were scoping out the distance for any smokers or dog walkers in the field, but with one hand she quickly snapped her jeans and pulled open her fly.
Salma shimmied her hips as we both frantically yanked down her tight jeans and her bubble butt bounced into view. While she steadied herself on the air conditioner with one hand and quickly pulled her red thong down from the front, I undid my fly.
I helped get her panties out of the way and she pushed her booty back against my semi hard cock.
Somebody was anxious.
I placed my hands on her smooth copper skin, gripped her curvy waist and held her still. I jerked my dick while squeezing her luscious hips. Then, I ran my hand under Salma's butt and between her legs.
Since I'd always taken her from behind, I'd never gotten a good look at Salma's pussy. Her plump asscheeks were always in the way. I could tell by touch that Salma had long pussy lips and a fat clitoris. I loved the way her wet clit poked out from her warm pussy, allowing me to rub her until I felt her juices on my fingers.
"..mmm...kyah!" she grunted. My dick was hard as a rock.
Returning my hand to her hip, I fed my cock under Salma's buttcheeks, the warmth from her cunny guiding my cockhead.
When my dick found her wet hole, her hips stiffened and I pushed forward.
"Unggyah!" Salma yelped her guttural groan, as I shoved completely into her body. "Yeahha!"
