Chapter 2: Orgasm In the Office
She straightened her skirt pulling it back down over the tops of her stockings as she slid out of her truck.
Opening the back door she pulled out a few dresses in need of the cleaners next door to her bakery... Heading across the parking lot she could hear the cat calls and whistles from the workmen.
She laughed to herself, thinking Oh, they have no idea who there boss is for the day do they.
With this thought she decided to go into the Cleaners instead of opening the bakery and introducing herself.
As she re-emerged from the cleaners she could hear one of the guys popping off about how he’d like to bend that one over the work bench and give it to her good.
That devilish smile she’d normally get when she was up to no good began to spread across her face.
As she reached the bakery door she turned to speak aiming her comments directly at the lewd speaking worker. “before you release all that energy into your boxers, lets see if you can do something constructive with it.” As she pushed the key into the lock on the bakery door the workmen grew red faced and dead silent.
Their boss which appeared to be in his late 40’s early 50’s, quickly apologized for his men’s behavior and asked if she were the owner.
She let him know that yes, she was indeed the owner and politely informed him that she didn’t care rather or not the men knew how to speak as long as they were capable of doing a good days work.
He assured her they would indeed do a good job, and as the men filed through the door hats in hands they each apologized.
She showed the foreman around the bakery informing him of what her needs were.
The foreman explained what they’d have to do in order to accomplish each task and let her know that they were more than capable of handling everything she needed done, including any permits and inspections that would be required.
As the foreman and his workers got started on the tasks at hand, she headed to her office; where she locked the door behind her and turned her stereo on before collapsing in her chair laughing harder than she’d laughed in weeks.
Once she had regained her composure from the silliness of the situation she started working on her own tasks. The wonderful world of paperwork, bills, taxes, order forms and last but not least Employee Applications.
Uhg, the nightmare she’d dreaded from the day of the bakery’s inception.
Without even realizing it she began looking for a pleasant distraction and found it through the 2 way mirrors on either side of her desk.
One looking into the customer area and the other looking into the kitchen. She could see what came and went regardless of what door it came through.
The mirror to the right of her viewed the customer area, display cases, cash register and through the plate glass windows to the parking lot.
Through this mirror she could see the Foreman a rather distinguished looking gentleman perhaps in his early 50’s and two very handsome but rather Young workmen unloading their tools from a truck parked just outside the front doors.
