Mixing Work with Pleasure


Okay so first off sorry for the lack of posting I'll try to do one every second or third day from now on. This is the first post that I have done completely on my iPhone ( if you know a good blogspot app for the iPad do share) and I have had a rather good day! I just got a new suit which I will explain later on in another blog entry and the rest of the day was spent strutting nude around my house.

However there has been something on my mind and I have to share it with you, the loyal reader of the SB blog. I work, at the moment, in a supermarket (poor uni student and my cock is not as big as jazzer's so I can not whore myself out). Anywho I work Sunday's with this girl she is hot, nothing crazy but has a great body and knows how to show it off and her tits are a work of art worthy of van gough!

So we always do the Sunday shift and we flirt from time to time, like people do. It's fun and it makes the day go faster but in my last shift the game went up a notch, or five.

I was in the cool room and she walked in. As normal she would brush past me making sure that her massive jugs pressed hard into me (a feeling that actually makes me like working). She then grabbed some salami and made a dildo joke about it as she normally does with anything phallus shaped ( do don't know if this is her joking or if she actually does fuck everything that reminds her of a penis).

Anywho I laugh while secretly picturing her fucking a roll of salami and the day goes on like any other. Until at the end of the shift, we once again find ourselves alone together in the cool room. She again walks past but this time she accidentally (or not so accidentally I am not sure) manages to rub her hand past my cock.

She straight away looks at me and starts laughing but then out of nowhere she says "imagine if I just grabbed your cock!" and then she reaches down and grabs my penis through the fabric of my pants and ever so slightly starts to rub it. She then took her hand away from my rod and looked at me for a response.

Now I must say that this was not my finest hour. I am shocked by the fact I am getting felt up in a cool room at work and all my brain manages to muster up is "yeah.. That would be pretty funny!" (god I hate myself now writing and reading those words).

The horrible collection of words seems to be enough approval for her to once again step forward and rub my cock. Then she started giggling at how she had made it hard. I was able to get a feel in on those big tits at this point but before we could really get started I heard my manager calling me and we stopped our strange but erotic cool room feel up.

As i walked out trying to cover my erection which was very apparent by this point (it's hard to hide once it really gets going, one of the curses about being above average). I could not help but think about cumming on her perfect tits (which didn't help me lose the hard on).

All in all the sexual tension was amazing and as the next shift with her gets closer and closer I can not help but feel that if we do fuck; it will be amazing, but we will loose that tension.

Whatever happens I'll be sure to let you know. Goodnight and good luck!