I had been thinking about what happened the previous Friday all week. I'd fantasized about Becca every day at work. I'd spend the day staring at her, coming in day after day dressed in her skimpy hot clothes. I'd imagined myself being part of their religious after work fuck fests, having Becca all over me, kissing me, touching me. I even imagined Mr. Sim's cock inside me. Mr. Sims was the last person I'd ever imagined fantasizing about, but after last weeks events I'd found him to be irresistible to say the least.
Becca's words echoed threw my head that morning as I got ready to go to work. I took extra care in my appearance as I tried to look my absolute best. I took a hot shower using my best smelling shampoo, conditioner, and body wash. I blow dried her hair, and found the sexiest outfit a girl like me had. I knew I'd never amount to Becca's beauty, but after 2 hours of pampering I did look pretty good.
I'd pulled my hair back in a hair tie revealing my sparkling blue eyes and soft pink lips which were covered in gloss. I wore a short skirt, loose around the waist, and a tight pink shirt which made my breasts look better than on a usual day.
I walked into work, not even 5 minutes late, and Mr. Sims immediately jumped my ass. He lectured me for another good 5 minutes on how being late wouldn't look good on my next job résumé when he fired my ass. My good mood instantly faded and I suddenly felt like an idiot. I even ignored Becca as she came into work that day, this time an hour late, dressed in an even skimpier outfit than usual.
Mr. Sims asked me to stay an hour late after work to make up for my being 5 minutes late that morning. After I was done I made my way to the locker room to collect my belongings only to find Becca sitting on the bench waiting for me.
It was the first time I'd had noticed her all day. My face became flushed at the sight of Becca's beauty. She looked outstanding. She'd worn a tight short pair of jean shorts that barely covered her plump ass. Her shirt was a white button up that was tied in the front revealing not only her tan stomach, but her breasts which her bulging out of the top. I questioned for a moment how the hell she could get away with being dressed so skimpy. I reminded myself how good she looked, and decided I didn't care how she got away with it even though I knew exactly how already.
Becca had a sexy devilish grin on her face and she was staring right at me. She lifted her hand and motioned for me to come over to her. I was too much in shock to move, so Becca lifted herself off the bench and made her way over to me.
She pushed her body against mine and placed her hands on my hips pulling my body into hers. She stared into my eyes before kissing me nice and long. I got lost in the moment, and started allowing my hands to roam over Becca's body. Rubbing her ass and sliding my hands up her shirt to squeeze her full breasts.
Becca forcefully pushed me off.
Becca-"Gawd you're a persistent little bitch aren't you. Well I'm glad you are here none the less. I told Mr. Sims about how you'd watched him fuck me last week. That's why he made you stay late; he wants you to join in on our weekly fuck fests."