A day at the office

It is a typical spring morning at the moving business; I am as always busy and have no time for meandering about. I am intensely slaving away, booking appointments and scheduling employees’ work for the day.

The office door opens and in walks this gorgeous brunette. She is wearing a strapless white summer gown adorned with red flowers.

“Hello,” she says to me from across the counter.

I am startled at first. It is not unusual to get a walk-in customer, but I don’t come across one of her caliber every day.

I stumble about my words and muster, “Hi, there. How can I help you?”

“The name is Ellen, and you would be?”

“Chloe, nice to meet you, Ellen. What can I do for you?”

“I am in need of your services to move. Would you be so kind as to help me?” she says to me as I stare at her lips, they are simply gorgeous and so defined.

I cannot keep my eyes off of her. “What has gotten into me?” I am wondering.

“Yes, I can. Please make yourself comfortable,” I say, directing her to the round table where we discuss all household moves with our clients.

I take a seat next to her and grab our move folder. It contains the most important information one must have to make logical decisions on how they would like to move their items from one home to another, the do’s and don’ts of moving, per se.

Suddenly I feel her leg brush against mine. This takes me by surprise, but if I’m being honest with myself it feels quite nice. I jolt just a bit, and she acts as if nothing has happened.

“Hmm,” I think to myself and say, “Excuse me for a second.”

I get up to go to my desk, as I am missing one piece of information I need to discuss with her.

As I am going to my desk I think I faintly hear her say, “Hmm, nice.”

I turn around to her saying, “What?”

“Hmm, what? I didn’t hear anything,” she replies coyly.

“Is she checking me out?” I wonder.

I decide to play along and bend over slightly. Giving her a view of my ass, as I know it looks good in the jeans that I decided to wear today along with a flowing cream cashmere top. It always makes my breasts look great. I don’t wear it often, but sure glad I did today. Coming back to the table I must say something about this. I know I wasn’t hearing things.

“I know I heard you say something ma’am. You may be forward,” I say to her quite frank.

Puzzled, she looks at me and simply states, “No, I did not, you must have been dreaming that. Did you wish I had maybe?”

Boy, this lady is good. I know full well she did say something and she is blatantly denying it. I wonder what she is up to.

I shrug and say, “Quite possibly,” and go about business, taking my seat next to her once again.

I cross my legs and start fishing through the paperwork, discussing the options with her. She comes in closer to have a better look at the papers I am flushing through and our knees meet.

This feeling was like electric, I feel this charge rush through me and wonder if she feels it to. Instead of moving mine away, I hold steady. I can’t move it, and I don’t want to move it. I’m stuck, but continue to go through everything with her, wondering if she is even listening.

Just at that moment I feel her hand brushing over my leg. I turn to look at her and she is staring me straight in the eyes, as if she is drowning in my eyes.

“Ma’am, exactly what is it that you are here for?” I ask her.

She says nothing. Feeling a bit perplexed, I decide that perhaps I should show her around the warehouse, as she will need storage too.

“May I show you the warehouse and the vaults that we will use to house your belongings?” I ask of her.

As if she was dreaming she stammers some words, “Oh yes … moving … need storage … yes could you show me please.”

As we get up, I’m thinking either this lady is out of her mind, or something is going on here, but I don’t want to assume anything. I always get myself into trouble with assumptions. I lead her through the warehouse and she keeps a bit behind me. I don’t doubt she is mesmerized by my hips and walk, as she stays close behind me, but doesn’t come by my side as most people do.

I guide her around the warehouse, explaining how we load the vaults and where everything would be placed. I am sure to mention that the warehouse is climate controlled and rodent free, a common customer question, but she has said nothing so far.

I don’t know what to think of her. I have my own thoughts, but I am at work and need to keep this professional. I could very well be getting set up by the company, so I remind myself to keep it on that level.

Just then, out of nowhere she grabs my arm and pushes me against the shelving and plants a deep kiss on my lips. I can’t think, let alone speak. As if a light flickers within me I suggest a better place for this.

“Around the corner there are some empty vaults, some with blankets even. Would you like to go check those out?” I ask her, knowing our warehouse has cameras and we would be out of sight in the vaults.

I am no longer worried about professionalism. If you could have seen this woman, you would not blame me.

She quickly responds with, “Hmm, I say we go there.”

I take her hand and pull her in that direction, as I want to continue what she started. I lead her down into the vault.

“Watch your step,” I say to her, not wanting her to trip. She seems a bit out of it and I don’t need her to falter now. She sure has my attention and I would like to see where this leads.

“These vaults are quite spacious,” she says.

I ignore her at first and just full on start kissing her luscious, plump lips. She kisses me back and her hands begin to roam my body, she has me pinned to the wall of the vault.

In between kisses, I’m still in work mode a bit. I tell her, “You can fit a whole room in here.“

Her hands continue to wander under my top and I can feel her messing with my bra. Then when she unlocks it and starts caressing my breasts, she answers me, “I bet you can, but I’d like to feel it out first.”

This lady totally came in today with ulterior motives, and the hunch I had was correct. I’m beside myself with thoughts and just go with it, as I am not about to stop her.

I whimper, feeling her hands run over me. I attempt to place my hands on her but she smacks them away telling me, “Not yet!”

She grabs my shirt and pulls it over my head, exposing my perky nipples to the cold air in the vault. I want to touch her so badly. The dress lies perfectly against her body. It leaves very little to the imagination and it needs to be removed.

I am still wondering in the back of my mind what made her decide to use our company, and just as I am it comes over my lips.

“May I ask you what made you decide on us for your moving needs?”

Realizing I just spoke in the midst of this I feel rather stupid, but she answers me in between kisses.

“Well, I’ve been passing this office from time to time. I always see this lovely girl sitting near the window and thought to myself, if I ever move, it’s going to be with her. Now that I am, well here I am. You have always had this kind of pull on me, and I just had to see if the feelings would be reciprocated.“

With that it all made sense, I smile to myself. She says nothing more and begins to kiss down my neck to my nipples, sucking them in one by one. My hands find their way straight to her dark flowing hair, wrapping them up with it. My nipples are fully erect and I can feel my panties dampening. It’s been a long while since I have felt another woman this close to me. Oh how I have longed for it!

She begins to guide her tongue down to my belly button and plays around a bit while she unbuttons my jeans. I begin to wiggle like crazy. She is making me so hot. She drops to her knees and slides her tongue further down. She takes my open jeans, bites them and starts pulling them down with the help of her hands.

She pulls them off and stares intently at my sheer thong saying, “Hmm, more wrapping paper.”

She leaves the thong for now and starts kissing me from my feet up to my inner thigh. Watching her move over me is tantalizing, and I am dying to touch her still. Once at my thigh, she slightly parts my legs and curls her tongue behind my panties, grazing my glistening pussy lips. I tremble and become weak, but steady myself against the vault wall.

She looks at me and says, “I can taste you and you are dripping wet, my dear.”

Biting at the sheer of my panties, she pulls them down with her teeth. They get stuck but she quickly turns me around and starts over near my ass. Half way down my thighs they give way and fall to my feet. I am now fully exposed to this complete stranger, and I haven’t a care in the world.

I can feel the juices oozing out of me and down my thighs. She grabs my pussy firmly with her left hand, causing me to bend over a bit. With her right hand she smacks me on both cheeks of my ass. I can feel it reddening, and it feels oh so good.

“Hello?” I hear a voice. I recognize it, but am in a daze.

We are hidden. We should be fine out here if we are quiet, I’m half thinking at this point. I must mention it to her, so she is not startled if someone would stumble upon us.

“Did you hear that?” I say to hear being as quiet as possible.

“Yes, don’t worry, it’s okay,” she says back.

I’m still nervous though. It is Drew, my co-worker. 

She puts her middle finger in my pussy and guides me down onto the blankets that are thrown about in the vault. I have to follow, as her finger is like a hook within me, giving me no choice.

I whisper to her, ”If we are not quiet, Drew will find us.”

She replies, ”I don’t care. He can look. It’s not like it’s the first time he has seen you get off, but he can’t touch, that is for me to do.”

She pulls me down to my knees and asks me to kiss her from her toes up.

I look up and see that she is actually not wearing any panties under her dress. My mind stirs, “Mmm panty-less…smart woman.”

I ease the tip of my tongue up her leg on one side and then again on the other, reaching her sex. The aroma is so arousing that I begin licking and kissing her like a mad woman.

She is slightly moaning as I turn her around. I want to lick this woman from behind. I bite her sexy ass cheek and she bends over, exposing her full ass and pussy to me. She pulls my head in quickly, between her cheeks. I start licking her ass, getting her all wet.

She turns around and sees my juices running down my legs, suddenly she pulls away and tells me, “Wait here, and don’t play with yourself just sit here on all fours until I return.”

“Um okay, I won’t,” I mutter back to her as she trails off out of the vault.

I’m wondering where she is going. I know Drew is probably still in the office. I hear her running through the warehouse and hear the office doors close behind her.

A short minute later, she returns with her purse and says giggling, “I met your co-worker, Drew. I told him we were checking out the vaults. He said that if we needed anything to let him know. ‘Okay, but I think we will be just fine on our own’, I said. Don’t you?” she questions me as she pulls out a nice long double dong.

“Oh my,” I think, looking at her with anticipation.

She tells me that we are going to try this vault out and asks me to unzip her dress. Standing behind her, I slowly do and as her dress falls to the floor I grab her pussy with my right hand. My erect nipples brushing against her back, she takes one end of the toy and gets it all wet by sucking it in and out of her mouth. Wow, what a sight, her lips around that lifelike cock warm me instantly. Then she motions to me to do the same to the other end, my end.

Rubbing softly down my side with one free hand she stares devilishly at me and says, “Baby, you want this in my ass or pussy, hmm?”

I am quick to respond with, “Hmm, your ass please.”

Turning around slightly she eases the cock into her ass and moans. Oh my goodness, it is so hot watching her work it into that tight orifice.

Moving to the side of the vault she eases down on the blanket and points my end up telling me, “Come sit over here.”

The view makes me almost gush like a waterfall, but I constrain myself and know I will be thankful I had waited just a bit longer. I make my way over to her, leaning down I kiss her and open my own ass cheeks as she steadies the dong against the bud of my ass, and it’s all wet and slippery.

I inch my hips down little by little and the head of it pops into my ass, I let out a little whimper and tell her, “I’m going to go deeper.”

She bucks her hips just a bit as if fucking my ass herself and I let it enter the full length into my ass.

On top of her I am riding up and down on this massive toy. It is plummeting in and out of both of us and we are moaning in unison. It feels amazing and so tight. The friction between us is making us both very hot. I can feel her pussy against mine; it is throbbing and in turn causing mine to do the same.

Just as I’m thinking it couldn’t get any hotter than this, she pulls a vibrator out of her purse and I hear a faint buzzing sound.

“Let’s share this as well, I know you will enjoy it,” she tells me rubbing her hips against mine even harder.

She places the vibrator between the both of us. As soon as I feel it my body convulses and I lose control. I begin riding the cock faster and faster, tits swaying about.

She grabs them and pinches my nipples telling me, “Faster baby, faster.“

She pulls me down closer to her and I shiver off the excitement and lust and grind my clit against the vibrator pushing it harder to her sex, and she begins to kiss me even more deeply. The movements quicken I can tell we are both very close to coming when the vibrator is catapulted from between us.

At once our pussies meet. They are all hot from the heat of the vibrator and wet from the intense stimulation. We continue to fuck each other’s brains out until we come at the same moment, squirting all over each other. I collapse on top of her and can feel the liquids trickling between us both and I’m shaking uncontrollably.

She kisses the side of my neck and then my lips.

I begin to kiss her soft sexy lips, whispering into her ear, “I don’t think we should use this vault.”

She giggles and smacks me on the ass, rolls me over and begins to clean me up with her tongue.

To be continued…