So on a Friday afternoon, Sylvia, carried out a stock take in a warehouse, when the filling line had finished for the week, and the operators had gone home (14:30)...she would walk through pallets of drums, stacked two or three high, so often disappeared from view, but I always managed to find her, and have a quick play with her tits. She would never do more than that as there was always a chance of somebody ambling through as a short cut. I asked what would make her feel more comfortable, and she said somewhere quiet, out of view. So I said what about the old smoke room in the corner? It's all locked up she said, I walk past it doing my count....ok, leave it with me.
Over the next week, I went and had a look. The door in from outside had a lock it, but inside, it had only been screwed shut. I returned with a screwdriver and took out the two screws, and put them back, just finger tight and left. I sent Sylvia a message, saying let me know when she was on her stock take, as I had something to show her.
I met up with her, and headed to the old smoke hut. She asked why? Here, I withdrew the screws, and pushed the door open, and said go in. I pushed the door closed, and she was asking what I wanted to do. Get your tits out for a start...a proper good handful...I said open your trousers, and let me rub and finger your pussy, she did, and wet...there were a couple of old chairs left in there, so I told her to sit on one. I then got out my hard cock, and watched as she sucked me off. After a few minutes, I told her to open her mouth. As she sat there, open wide, I wanked into her mouth...she never swallowed, but liked a mouthful.
We cleaned up, and sneaked back out. I turned the screws to finger tight, and left her to complete her stock take.
I always looked forward to a Friday afternoon stock taken with Sylvia....worth leaving work late...all true.... |
