I started a new job as an IT specialist for an accounting firm a few weeks ago. It is my first real job since I graduated from college, and I am looking forward to the start of my career. The building I work in is the headquarters for the company and is in a four story building about an hour from where I grew up and went to college. I decided to move close to the office so that I can get the whole experience of living on my own. It also happens to be in the same town as state university.
My shift is between 3pm and 11pm. The company's headquarters is on the east coast with several smaller offices across the country. Since most of the offices are on the east coast though, I don't really have as much work dealing with users as the day shift. The first half of my shift I spend taking calls and answering questions. The second half I usually spend setting up for the upgrades or other big projects that are handled by the third shift. The money is decent and I like working on computers. I also have a lot of time to study for other certifications.
The owners of the building have a small security team to keep everyone safe. I don't really know what their shifts are but each night I leave, there is a different person manning the desk from when I arrive. Most nights there is a cute, dark skinned girl who always wishes me a good night as I leave. She has a cute face and over time I have noticed that she changes her hair about every two or three weeks. Sometimes it is straight, sometimes curly and it is never the same color.
One night I go to the break room to get a quick snack and she is in there talking to someone on her cell phone. She must not have heard me come in and is facing away from me. The break room is quite large since everyone in the building uses it. There is a wall of vending machines as well as a couple of refrigerators, coffee machines and other kitchen equipment.
As I search for my snack I hear her say "If I don't get laid soon, I'm going to burst. It's been almost a month since that bastard Larry broke up with me for that fat whore, and I haven't seen a dick since then." She is quiet as whoever she is speaking to says something I can't hear. "Nah, it's not like he was all that good anyway. His dick was the size of my pinky and he couldn't hold on long enough to give me what I need." She pauses again before saying, "You're probably right. I have more fun with my toys than I did with him anyway. But I do miss a real man between my legs."
I decided to leave without getting my snack. I'm fairly sure I was not meant to hear that. I sneak out the door and back to my desk. The main problem is that I've got a boner and it just won't go away. I realize that it's been at least two months since my last girlfriend left me and I have no other prospects at this point.
That night when I leave I see her at her desk. "Good night," she says as I walk past.
"Good night."
Just as I put my hand on the door I hear her say, "Did you enjoy the conversation you overheard?"
I turn towards her, my cheeks burning hotly and I have no idea what to say. She doesn't appear to be angry, but she doesn't seem exactly friendly either.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was just trying to get a snack."
"Relax, I'm not angry. Just please don't go around saying anything."
"I promise. By the way, my name is Brian."
"Jackie, it's nice to meet you Brian."
"Same here. Have a good night."
I almost run to my car to keep from having to see her again. When I get home I jerk off thinking about helping Jackie out with her problem.
The next night Jackie isn't at the desk when I leave and I assume she is out for the night. I imagine her out in some sexy outfit looking for her next conquest. I laugh to myself as I walk to my car. I start the car and look out the front windshield and notice a note under the wiper. I figure it's probably someone trying to sell something and as I get back into the car I notice my name written on the outside. Curious I open the note. It's from Jackie and she is inviting me out for drinks at a local bar. At first I think it's a joke, but I decide to go anyway. Hey, what do I have to lose?
It takes me about fifteen minutes to get to the bar. It's dimly lit and I don't see Jackie anywhere so I go to the bar and have a seat. I order a draft and sit facing towards the door thinking that she is waiting till I get off work to arrive. A few minutes later I hear someone whisper in my ear "I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up."
I turn around and there is Jackie. It's actually the first time I've seen her standing and am surprised by how tall she is. She steps back so that I can check her out. I've only seen her in her in uniform which is a button down white shirt with a blue blazer. Her body is amazing as I start from her face and work my way down. She is wearing a tight red dress that hugs her curves perfectly. The dress ends at just above mid-thigh. Her breasts are large and her hips have a sexy curve to them. Her legs are long and well toned. She is also wearing sexy red shoes with three inch heels.
"You look great," I tell her.
"Thanks. I was very nervous about how I should dress."
"You're gorgeous. I just wish I had worn something a little nicer."
"Don't worry about it. I knew you'd be getting off from work. I just wanted to dress to impress."
"Well you did that alright. Would you like a drink?"
"A beer would be great." I call the bartender over and order her beer. After I've paid we find a small table in the back corner of the bar.
"So how much did you hear last night?" she asks. I feel my cheeks warm and she laughs. "It's OK. I'm just curious."
"I heard you talk about not getting laid in a while and how your last boyfriend was undersized."
"So you did hear that part. I wasn't sure. I hope you don't get the wrong impression of me. I don't go around sleeping with guys just because I'm horny. I was with that loser for almost two years."
"That's longer than any of my relationships."
"Since you know about my current status, how long has it been since you've got laid?"
"I guess that's a fair question. It's been about two months or so. Just before I moved here, I broke up with my girlfriend. We knew it wouldn't work long distance and she still has one more year of school so we felt it would be better."
"So, you're in the same boat I am."
"You could say that." Her eyes were simmering and I realized for the first time that they were actually a golden color. We had another round as we got to know each other better, but I could feel the tension building. After her second beer she excused herself and went to the ladies room. She wiggles her ass as she walks away. Her ass is awesome and the dress fits tightly around the round cheeks of her ass. I am picturing in my mind what it will look like when she is on her elbows and knees in front of me.
When she comes back I take the time to really admire her. Right now her hair is jet black and is in a long braid that hangs over her shoulder and below her breast. The dress dips down a bit and exposes just a small amount of cleavage. Her golden eyes pick up the light from the candles that are at each table. She is strutting past the other tables and I get the impression of a wolf on the hunt as she walks towards me. All guys, and some women, are checking her out.
"Would you like another beer?" I ask as she sits back down.
"Please." I order another round and we continue to get to know each other. I find out she was born in Brazil but moved to the states when she was three. She is in school for law enforcement and will be graduating in the spring and that she took this job to have something on her resume.
After we finish the next round I offer to buy another but she declines and suggests we take a walk. I am trying to figure out what my next move should be. My little head is obviously telling my big head to invite her home, but I don't want to scare her away.
Outside the bar there are plenty of people walking since it is a college town. "Why haven't you been able to get out to meet people?" I ask her, thinking about the conversation I overheard.
She looks at me with a sidelong glance before answering. "It's not that I haven't had the chance. I just didn't want my sister to know that I've been brooding alone at home. Larry was my first real boyfriend. My parents are very religious and wouldn't let me date in high school. When I got to college I was very inexperienced with guys and lost my virginity after a party where I drank too much. I never saw the guy again and learned my lesson pretty quickly. I didn't go out after that until I met Larry in class. We dated for almost two years till he decided to break up with me."
"That sucks. He must have been a real jerk."
"Not really. I had started talking about marriage. Even though I was talking a long time from now, he couldn't handle it." I can tell she wants to say more, but doesn't. "I've really turned tonight into a bummer, haven't I?"
"No, not at all. Hell, before tonight all we'd ever said to one another was good night. And all I'd ever seen of you was your head. This is a nice change."
"I'm glad you're having a good time." I really want to kiss her but I'm not totally sure if I should. Instead I take her hand as we continue to walk towards the campus. I notice she smiles as she grasps my hand, but doesn't look at me. We walk quietly for a while till I realize we are several blocks from the bar.
"Do you have any idea where we are heading?" I ask. "I'm still not very familiar with the town."
She looks up and says, "Back to my apartment. I live about a block from here. I hope you don't mind, but it is getting late and most places are probably closing by now."
"That's OK, I just didn't want to get lost. I haven't been living here that long to know where we are."
We walk the rest of the way to her apartment in silence.
My shift is between 3pm and 11pm. The company's headquarters is on the east coast with several smaller offices across the country. Since most of the offices are on the east coast though, I don't really have as much work dealing with users as the day shift. The first half of my shift I spend taking calls and answering questions. The second half I usually spend setting up for the upgrades or other big projects that are handled by the third shift. The money is decent and I like working on computers. I also have a lot of time to study for other certifications.
The owners of the building have a small security team to keep everyone safe. I don't really know what their shifts are but each night I leave, there is a different person manning the desk from when I arrive. Most nights there is a cute, dark skinned girl who always wishes me a good night as I leave. She has a cute face and over time I have noticed that she changes her hair about every two or three weeks. Sometimes it is straight, sometimes curly and it is never the same color.
One night I go to the break room to get a quick snack and she is in there talking to someone on her cell phone. She must not have heard me come in and is facing away from me. The break room is quite large since everyone in the building uses it. There is a wall of vending machines as well as a couple of refrigerators, coffee machines and other kitchen equipment.
As I search for my snack I hear her say "If I don't get laid soon, I'm going to burst. It's been almost a month since that bastard Larry broke up with me for that fat whore, and I haven't seen a dick since then." She is quiet as whoever she is speaking to says something I can't hear. "Nah, it's not like he was all that good anyway. His dick was the size of my pinky and he couldn't hold on long enough to give me what I need." She pauses again before saying, "You're probably right. I have more fun with my toys than I did with him anyway. But I do miss a real man between my legs."
I decided to leave without getting my snack. I'm fairly sure I was not meant to hear that. I sneak out the door and back to my desk. The main problem is that I've got a boner and it just won't go away. I realize that it's been at least two months since my last girlfriend left me and I have no other prospects at this point.
That night when I leave I see her at her desk. "Good night," she says as I walk past.
"Good night."
Just as I put my hand on the door I hear her say, "Did you enjoy the conversation you overheard?"
I turn towards her, my cheeks burning hotly and I have no idea what to say. She doesn't appear to be angry, but she doesn't seem exactly friendly either.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to eavesdrop. I was just trying to get a snack."
"Relax, I'm not angry. Just please don't go around saying anything."
"I promise. By the way, my name is Brian."
"Jackie, it's nice to meet you Brian."
"Same here. Have a good night."
I almost run to my car to keep from having to see her again. When I get home I jerk off thinking about helping Jackie out with her problem.
The next night Jackie isn't at the desk when I leave and I assume she is out for the night. I imagine her out in some sexy outfit looking for her next conquest. I laugh to myself as I walk to my car. I start the car and look out the front windshield and notice a note under the wiper. I figure it's probably someone trying to sell something and as I get back into the car I notice my name written on the outside. Curious I open the note. It's from Jackie and she is inviting me out for drinks at a local bar. At first I think it's a joke, but I decide to go anyway. Hey, what do I have to lose?
It takes me about fifteen minutes to get to the bar. It's dimly lit and I don't see Jackie anywhere so I go to the bar and have a seat. I order a draft and sit facing towards the door thinking that she is waiting till I get off work to arrive. A few minutes later I hear someone whisper in my ear "I was beginning to think you weren't going to show up."
I turn around and there is Jackie. It's actually the first time I've seen her standing and am surprised by how tall she is. She steps back so that I can check her out. I've only seen her in her in uniform which is a button down white shirt with a blue blazer. Her body is amazing as I start from her face and work my way down. She is wearing a tight red dress that hugs her curves perfectly. The dress ends at just above mid-thigh. Her breasts are large and her hips have a sexy curve to them. Her legs are long and well toned. She is also wearing sexy red shoes with three inch heels.
"You look great," I tell her.
"Thanks. I was very nervous about how I should dress."
"You're gorgeous. I just wish I had worn something a little nicer."
"Don't worry about it. I knew you'd be getting off from work. I just wanted to dress to impress."
"Well you did that alright. Would you like a drink?"
"A beer would be great." I call the bartender over and order her beer. After I've paid we find a small table in the back corner of the bar.
"So how much did you hear last night?" she asks. I feel my cheeks warm and she laughs. "It's OK. I'm just curious."
"I heard you talk about not getting laid in a while and how your last boyfriend was undersized."
"So you did hear that part. I wasn't sure. I hope you don't get the wrong impression of me. I don't go around sleeping with guys just because I'm horny. I was with that loser for almost two years."
"That's longer than any of my relationships."
"Since you know about my current status, how long has it been since you've got laid?"
"I guess that's a fair question. It's been about two months or so. Just before I moved here, I broke up with my girlfriend. We knew it wouldn't work long distance and she still has one more year of school so we felt it would be better."
"So, you're in the same boat I am."
"You could say that." Her eyes were simmering and I realized for the first time that they were actually a golden color. We had another round as we got to know each other better, but I could feel the tension building. After her second beer she excused herself and went to the ladies room. She wiggles her ass as she walks away. Her ass is awesome and the dress fits tightly around the round cheeks of her ass. I am picturing in my mind what it will look like when she is on her elbows and knees in front of me.
When she comes back I take the time to really admire her. Right now her hair is jet black and is in a long braid that hangs over her shoulder and below her breast. The dress dips down a bit and exposes just a small amount of cleavage. Her golden eyes pick up the light from the candles that are at each table. She is strutting past the other tables and I get the impression of a wolf on the hunt as she walks towards me. All guys, and some women, are checking her out.
"Would you like another beer?" I ask as she sits back down.
"Please." I order another round and we continue to get to know each other. I find out she was born in Brazil but moved to the states when she was three. She is in school for law enforcement and will be graduating in the spring and that she took this job to have something on her resume.
After we finish the next round I offer to buy another but she declines and suggests we take a walk. I am trying to figure out what my next move should be. My little head is obviously telling my big head to invite her home, but I don't want to scare her away.
Outside the bar there are plenty of people walking since it is a college town. "Why haven't you been able to get out to meet people?" I ask her, thinking about the conversation I overheard.
She looks at me with a sidelong glance before answering. "It's not that I haven't had the chance. I just didn't want my sister to know that I've been brooding alone at home. Larry was my first real boyfriend. My parents are very religious and wouldn't let me date in high school. When I got to college I was very inexperienced with guys and lost my virginity after a party where I drank too much. I never saw the guy again and learned my lesson pretty quickly. I didn't go out after that until I met Larry in class. We dated for almost two years till he decided to break up with me."
"That sucks. He must have been a real jerk."
"Not really. I had started talking about marriage. Even though I was talking a long time from now, he couldn't handle it." I can tell she wants to say more, but doesn't. "I've really turned tonight into a bummer, haven't I?"
"No, not at all. Hell, before tonight all we'd ever said to one another was good night. And all I'd ever seen of you was your head. This is a nice change."
"I'm glad you're having a good time." I really want to kiss her but I'm not totally sure if I should. Instead I take her hand as we continue to walk towards the campus. I notice she smiles as she grasps my hand, but doesn't look at me. We walk quietly for a while till I realize we are several blocks from the bar.
"Do you have any idea where we are heading?" I ask. "I'm still not very familiar with the town."
She looks up and says, "Back to my apartment. I live about a block from here. I hope you don't mind, but it is getting late and most places are probably closing by now."
"That's OK, I just didn't want to get lost. I haven't been living here that long to know where we are."
We walk the rest of the way to her apartment in silence.