"Damn!" Jordan said as he stared at Kelly going up the stairs.
"You should stop," I said as I looked at him. "All of you!" I looked at the other guys on the floor.
We all worked at a metal manufacturing warehouse. I worked downstairs on the line with most of the guys, while Kelly worked upstairs in the offices.
"You can't tell me you haven't stared at that ass?" Ned asked.
"He would be gay if he didn't," Logan added as Kelly disappeared through the doors.
"I hope they never get the front doors changed," Jordan said.
"They will be finished tomorrow," I shook my head.
I was the lead supervisor for the floor, and sometimes getting work out of these guys when Kelly came around was nearly impossible. She was what most would call eye candy. She was drop-dead gorgeous with a figure to match her face.
"You should stop doing that," I said as I got upstairs and passed by her office.
"Doing what?" Kelly smiled, pushing her black hair to the side.
"You know what," I shook my head.
Kelly knew precisely what she was doing. She had the looks and the smile as well as the personality.
"Well, you only have to put up with it for six more days," Kelly smiled.
"Girl's week in Vegas still on, huh?"
"Weeks, not week," Kelly shook her head.
Our warehouse was closed for the winter holidays, not much demand for metal until the new year.
"Well, until then?" I asked.
"Sure," Kelly shrugged. "I suppose, I can wear a long gown or something," she laughed.
I knew she was lying through her perfect teeth. She had no intention of hiding that figure.
"You're going to have do something," I said as I went into my boss's office.
Steven was a pervert. He knew it, everyone in the building knew it, but as long as he didn't do anything that drew corporate attention, he was in the clear. Even now, he was staring at videos online of busty coeds.
"Anyone can walk in the door," I said, shaking my head.
I had applied for the position, but Steven had tenure and knew the regional manager's dad, so of course, they gave it to him.
"Kelly is doing nothing wrong, as long as the front doors are being worked on, going through the back and up the stairs is perfectly fine," Steven said, not even looking in my direction.
"But when," I stopped myself. "Nothing, go jack off to your porn," I said as I went to the door.
"It's not porn, everyone in the video is dressed and not naked and there are no sexual...."
I didn't hear the rest as I was already out the door.
'Six days,' I said to myself, but at least the front door would be fixed by then.
"You're fucking kidding me!" I yelled as I pulled into work the next day.
"Sorry, they ordered the wrong doors, had to send them back," the contractor said as I looked at the wooden mess in front of the building.
"Fine!" I said as I walked to the back and into the warehouse.
As usual, when Nine o clock came around, in strutted Kelly wearing skin-tight jeans and a crop top. Her pert ass swayed from side to side as she walked in with a massive smile on her face.
Instantly every guy on the floor stopped working, so they could watch her walk across the area then up the stairs.
"Hey guys," Kelly said as she made her way up the stairs ever so slowly, making sure her ass swayed from side to side.
"Just imagine that thing bent over and just," one of the guys said as he stimulated doggy style sex.
"Shit, you would blow a load, the moment she bent at the waist," Jordan added.
"Guys!" I yelled. "She is gone, can we get back to it?"
There were a few grumbles and a few looks, but they got back to work.
"It wouldn't hurt if you joined in from time to time," Steven said as we walked the floor later on that day.
"On the cat calling and the staring and ogling?" I asked.
"Yeah, I used to," Steven said.
"You used to lead it," I answered back.
Steven used to be in my position, but now that he was the boss for the entire warehouse, he acted like it was many years ago, when it was less than two.
"Some of the guys have been saying that you think you are better than they are," Steven said. "You always used to walk around here like you had a stick up your ass."
"That's because Reggie used to come in here and yell at us," I said, mentioning the district manager.
"Reggie is all bark," Steven shrugged.
"That's because you know Gregg's dad," I mentioned.
"Perks," Steven said as he turned to look at me. His face got serious. "All the rest of the women come through here, dressed casually just like everyone else, if I say something to Kelly, she can file for discrimination. So, stop bringing it up!"
I went to open my mouth, and he stared at me. "Conversation is over, don't bring it up again!" Steven said.
I turned and walked to my office.
I zoned out for the rest of the day when a knock brought me out of the report I was revising.
"So, what's your problem?" Kelly said as she slammed the door to my office.
The loud machines were now a hum, and I could already see most of the guys staring at us through the many windows that made up my small office.
"Not here," I said as I looked at them and motioned for them to get back to work.
"Fine, my office, now!" Kelly yelled as she opened the door.
I walked out and went up the stairs again. Kelly slammed her office door as we entered.
"You know what you are doing and you like the attention!" I yelled.
Unlike my office, hers and the rest of the offices up here were soundproof, so they didn't hear the loud machines downstairs.
"And?" Kelly said.
"And it stops them from working!"
"And?" Kelly said.
"Them not working lowers our numbers, their pay depends on their numbers," I said.
"I don't see them complaining and you're salary, you get paid the same amount no matter what the numbers are," Kelly said as she walked around to her side of the desk.
"Last I checked, and since I do payroll," Kelly said as her fingers danced across the keyboard. "Yup, numbers are the same across the board, from before I was hired to now."
"No way," I said as I grabbed the monitor and turned it.
"Anything else?" Kelly asked. "I take too many selfies, I am just a millennial that doesn't know how to do her job, I am just ass and tits with no brain?"
Kelly was right. The numbers were the same. If anything, they were a bit higher. How did I not see that?
"Well?" Kelly asked.
"I'm sorry," I nodded.
"Thank you, now get the fuck out of my office!" Kelly said as she pulled the monitor back.
I checked and double-checked when I got downstairs. It was right in front of me. I owed the guys an apology as well. It would seem.
"Well fuck," I said, sitting back in my chair. "No way," I said, shaking my head for the third time.
I called a meeting and thoroughly apologized for being a dick to them for the four months since Kelly was hired. I still wouldn't have hired her, but there was no decline in numbers, so I had no room to bitch.
The guys seemed to accept it, and we moved on.
The next day when Kelly came through, I didn't say a word. I was sure it surprised them as they continued their conversations, even after she was gone.
Most of it centered around her ass. Some of it was on the subject of her small perky tits. It was locker room talk, and I just shrugged it off and went about my job.
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"Finally!" I said as winter break came.
I was free to do what I liked doing the most, absolutely jack shit.
Most of the next few weeks were centered around doing nothing, maybe some work around the house, but the rest of the time was rest. Come the new year, we would be right back at it, and no breaks for a very long time.
Steven came by a few times to pop his head in and say hi. While inside work, we acted like we hated each other outside we were good friends.
"She's twenty-eight!" I said as we sat on my porch.
"With an ass, that can make every guy in the county fall to their knees and worship," Steven said.
"You're twenty -one years older than her," I shook my head. "You're older than her father!"
"So, a guy can dream," Steven laughed.
"She would send you straight to the heart specialist," I laughed.
"It would be a great way to go," Steven laughed.
We sat in silence for a while. "You just don't like her because she doesn't have boobs," Steven said.
"That's not true," I said, staring back at him.
It was true I was more of a boob guy than an ass man, but Kelly had rubbed me the wrong way from the first day, and it was hard to get over.
"All of them are on their phone," Steven shrugged. "It's their thing, we had beepers and arcades, they have their phones."
"Yeah, but we liked to put in a full day," I said.
"It's the slow part of the year, she will do fine, you watch," Steven said.
We drank a few more beers, and then he looked at his phone.
"Yeah," I nodded. "You better go before Debbie has your ass."
"Speaking of asses," Steven said as he stopped at the bottom step of my porch. "Since when has a black guy not liked a white girl with an ass?"
I shook my head at him as he got into his truck. "She does have a nice ass," I nodded to myself.
The weeks flew by faster than I wanted. I started getting things done around the house and making plans to return to work.
I had no family, so there was no one to visit, but Steven and Debbie invited me over to their place for Christmas dinner. It was a good time, but then New Year came, and I was alone.
'Have a surprise for everyone when I get back,' Kelly sent me a text message. 'If you think they were staring before, wait until they see me now.'
I could only imagine what Kelly had done to herself, but it was probably too much knowing her. She was highly excessive about things.
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I had a welcome back party for everyone under my supervision as I knew the next few months would be balls to the wall hectic.
