Since the first time I came across her she was the sexiest woman I ever seen. I was alone in the break room at the office job I work at, since most everyone else ate lunch at the surrounding fast food places. I'm Joseph Sanchez, an average lookin guy that worked at this call center for a few months now and was still learning the ropes on helping people pay their water bills.
There were a couple of cuties to look at like Mariah and Trish... But then SHE walked in to heat up her lunch. And she just blew me away.
This tall gorgeous woman stepped into the room, breaking the silence each time her heels hit the floor. She placed her meal into the microwave and waited for it to warm up, standing with her back turned to me.
The other girls were cute.. But this girl... She redefined the hot sexy office woman look. Now we all had to wear work clothes, save for Casual Fridays but this one... Her body was so amazing, it only further accentuated her figure.
She wore a thin black jacket over her white dress shirt and black dress pants. I'd say she was about 5'8 but it was hard to tell since she wore heels. She had a slightly thick hourglass figure with nice long legs and while those pants might have been loose on anyone else, she had the nice big round ass to properly fill them out. Her chest was also a delightful d cup that felt like they wanted to bust out of her shirt at any given moment.
She had long glorious wavy dark hair that went down a little below the shoulders. She also had lovely green eyes and while even though she looked serious, she still looked sexy as all hell. But man.. Her ass... It was like the kind of tight sexy ass you'd see on tv or a magazine, not on a typical woman you'd actually run into in real life. I was getting hard just staring at her as she was counting down the final seconds in the microwave timer.
I snapped back to reality, looking back at my own meal, a burger my girlfriend made me as this dream girl got her food. Yes, I had someone, but I figured looking never hurt. She grabbed her tray and walked past me, so I scooted my chair up to give her room to pass.
She lightly said "You're fine." In the cutest voice I ever heard and she sat across from me to eat her meal. I really didn't know what to say to her. I didn't know anything about her except she was hot and I was awkward around women I didn't know. I could pal around with Trish just fine, but we got to know each other during training. Breaking the ice was always the hardest... And this girl... Well she looked like she wouldn't even waste the time to talk to an average shmuck like me.
My lunch was almost over and I had to go back to the phones, but I'd never imagine the story would end there. As I headed back to my cubicle, I ran into Roger, a guy that's been there for years and worked both floors. Typical looking skinny guy with a beard and pony tail.
"Yo Roger, who's that in the break room eating her food?"
Roger took a little peak, "Oh you mean Becky? What about her?"
"Nothing. Just never seen her before."
"Well that would be because she works for the electric company upstairs. That and she kinda keeps to herself."
"Oh. She seems cool."
Roger replied, "Well she has her talkative moments when she wants to but there's times she kinda wants to be left alone. Why are you suddenly so interested in Becky? You like her?"
"No... I don't even know her. I was just wondering who she was cuz I never saw her before."
Roger smirked, "Wouldn't blame you if you did. She's damn fine, isn't she? Between you and me, if I wasn't married, I'd be plowing that ass every night."
That last part kinda knocked me back since he usually was t that vulgar. "What about your wife?"
"Hey, what I do with my wife stays between me and my wife, Joe. I love my wife. I think she's hot. But I mean... She's no Becky Clemens, ya know?"
He was right. His wife was pretty cute and she was totally bangable, even after having 2 kids... But she wasn't this girl.
"Heh yeah. Well, see ya man. My lunch break is almost over."
I went back to work and that was that. I went back to my regular life and really didn't give this living fantasy much thought. It wasn't til a week later that I would be hanging outside with Trish during our lunch break that saw Becky again. And man, did I ever see her.
Now with casual clothes, she was wearing a yellow tee and some tight dark grey jeans. Man did she ever pack those jeans. She had her back turned to me as she watched her phone, and I just kept staring at her perfect ass, tuning out whatever Trish was talking about. I just wanted to spread this bitch's cheeks and dive right in. I also noticed that in regular shoes she was just a tad taller than my 5'6 self.
"Hey are you listening to me? Or are you spend the last few minutes of our break oogling that girl's ass?"
I snapped out of my trance and snapped back at Trish. Geez, couldn't you have said it any louder? I wanted to complain but she was a pretty loud 'tell it like it is' kinda girl' and I really didn't want her repeating herself in case Becky overheard.
"I... I wasn't staring.... I don't even know her. So what were you saying about your ex?"
Trish was taller than me, heels or not, not that she'd ever wear any, and had long auburn colored hair. She was wearing a tight red top just barely hugging a nice rack and slightly loose jeans. She was a bit on the thick side and most of that thickness kinda went to the waist down, but not enough for one to call her 'fat'. If anything that big ass of hers made her jeans a little less looser in that particular area.
"As I was saying, that bastard starting going out with my best friend from high school. Literally went to the place he knows I always go to when I want to relax to show her off. As if I gave a crap. I am so over him. And Connie? I haven't seen her ass in years and now she shows up, rubbing the fact that she's banging my ex in my face? Psssh! Whatever. She can enjoy my leftovers!"
As she rambled on about why the guy she once dated was the scum of the earth, Becky wrapped up her text break and started heading back inside. I could have sworn she have me a quick look as she walked past me... But yeah right, I was probably imagining it. As for Trish, she was cute in her own right and I wouldn't mind slamming the sense out of her one night if it would shut her out. Sure sounded like she needed a hard fuck.
The rest of the day was uneventful until my last 15 of the day. I was chilling with Roger joking about old movies while other people, Becky included, went about their business. After 2 minutes most people left and I decided to grab an extra drink from the vending machine at the other side of the room. As I was deciding what to get, Becky was now standing behind me, getting change from her purse. I stepped aside and gestured that she could go before me.
She smiled at me and said "No, you're fine. After all I don't think you want to spend the last few minutes of your break oogling some girl's ass."
I didn't know what to say and her smile was gone. She was staring right at me. I couldn't read her face, was she offended or just giving me crap? Her face was a blank stare right into my very soul. She then raised a brow and motioned her head towards the machine as if to say 'well?'.
I awkwardly said "um sorry...." and picked some jalapeño chips out of the vending machine. I felt so awkward and could sense her eyes burning holes on my back as I walked away.
That night I couldn't get her out of my mind. I had a small dinner, some pork chops and mashed potatoes on the side. I lived in a small cozy 2 floor apartment, upstairs, and sat on my tv chair ready to just unwind. I heard the doorbell and got up to see who it is. It was Kayla, my redhead girlfriend, and she had that look on her eye.
