Cleaning up at work.

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Cleaning up at work.I was taking a short-cut to my outdoor assignment at work. Up the back steps to the small, 2nd FL office area next to the meeting rooms and computer training center. From there I’d take a turn and head out the back exit and down the metal steps leading to where I was heading. But on this night, I stopped just outside the door at the top of the steps leading to the office spaces. I’d heard noises, and peering through the small glass door window, I saw a tall, slim woman vacuuming the carpets. It was one of the cleaning staff, busy straightening things up after hours. The cleaning crew at my workplace rotated around; you’d see certain folks in certain buildings and areas, then everyone would switch places after a few months. She was someone I hadn’t seen before.I was about to retrace my steps, but I’d gotten too entranced watching this tall drink of sexy work that vacuum back and forth, her tight and shapely booty and slender legs looking mighty fine through that window. Had to pull myself away from that glass, she’d gotten me so riled up and unexpected. Feeling bold, I stepped through the door to see her up close. As it was she wasn’t unfamiliar to me. I’d seen her around before, particularly the Main Cafeteria during the day. Just not from that “behind” view. She was attractive in the face, thin-lipped and high-cheeked. African-American, early 30’s. Medium-chocolate skin, nice and smooth. Shoulder-length straight hair which looked corded, and was kept under a bandana. As I’ve mentioned, a slim build but my gosh what a cute, high-water ass atop those lean legs. She’d seemed quiet, focused on her work, but friendly with a pleasant smile and voice when I’d encountered her those few times before, nodding and saying “Hi” and whatnot.Now here she was, very close and looking fine in those tight jeans. I excused myself for getting in her way, and introduced myself. She said her name was Ernestine. I was in no hurry to get where I was going, the job could wait while things ran in Automatic. Making the usual chit-chat about work, how long had she been at the site, how often did she work during the week and when, did she know anyone else working here, was she married by any chance (wink, wink) I decided to make a move on this cocoa ısparta escort babe.I asked if she wouldn’t mind having a little fun together outside of work, sometime. Or perhaps, right here at work as finding quality time together in relative privacy wasn’t much of a problem. I told her my shift-work didn’t allow for us to see each other that often at work, and she of course had her own responsibilities to attend to. But I wouldn’t mind spending time together, seeing how pretty and friendly she was, and all. Ernestine giggled at all this, got a thoughtful look, said she’d seriously consider it.”We could have a little fun right now,” I volunteered. “Would you like that?” I said, licking my lip. “How so?” she asked. “Come on,” I answered, leading her to the large Meeting Room at the end of the hall. Having taken care of that large room (which could be partitioned into two smaller ones) the door leading inside she’d already unlocked. Flicking the lights back on, I led Ernestine over to the end of one of the long tables (that was often set up, chairs encircling it.) Squeezing her ripe ass, I whispered for her to drop those jeans, I wanted to taste her. Ernestine squealed at my suggestion, raised her hands to her blushing cheeks. But she complied like a sweetheart, slipping her jeans and panties down, and then settling her buns on the table’s edge, which I’d gestured for her to rest them on. Grabbing hold of her slim waist, I pushed her back and laid my upper half on top the table before her, kissing her belly several times before burying my face in her damp snatch. Licking firmly at her purple folds, she called out in delight (a little loud, but at this time of night and of the week, the odds of us being discovered were almost nothing, as I was the only one with a wanderlust in the building it seemed, having walked all around and rarely seeing a soul in many places just like this was.) My hands and wrists gripped at Ernestine’s lower thighs, holding those slender pistons back so as to get a good, full look at her pussy and anus. I lapped at both, trying to please her as best I could. Pushing my nose and mouth as far in as I could, her hot and juicy pearl enveloping me with it’s fleshiness, I sucked and nibbled at her cunt until she had escort ısparta several, leg-twisting spasms as a result.Damn, this was some night at work. Wiping her musk off my face with a sleeve, I had to laugh at the sudden-ness of this encounter. Ernestine remain laid back, looking at the ceiling and smiling, lifting her sexy legs up to the ceiling, cycling them. We both had to go, but I promised to see her again when I could. Hopefully right here at work, as this had been plenty exciting. The following month when I was back on night-work, I slid up the back steps hoping to meet up with her again.Didn’t see her right away, then she appeared from around the corner. Talk about a thrill; I stepped through the door just as before, and she seemed just as pleased to see me again. Double-checking to make sure we were quite alone, we made our way to that Meeting Room again. Kissing her on the neck, I began stripping her duds off to see that hot, slim body. Nice, fried-egg tits and a small tattoo (some Oriental-looking symbol.) I whipped her bandana off to loosen her braided locks, let them fall to her thin shoulders.Getting out of my clothes, I spread them on the carpet behind the long table, opposite side from the only door. I’d turned on only one overhead light; nice and romantic down there where I had Ernestine lay down. She lifted her arms and spread her long legs in a universal invitation, which I was damned sure accepting. Climbing above her, holding my weight up for a moment by my elbows and knees, I looked down and licked at the air like a snake. “Let’s have some fun, hot stuff!” She grinned, looking up at me.I plunged my throbbing dick inside her in one, ahh-that-feels-good swoop. She wasn’t tight as a virgin, but she was snug enough. Biting my lower lip, I concentrated on dipping my cock as deep as it could reach with each quick thrust of my pelvis. Our hip-bones bumped and knocked against each other’s, but it was for a good cause. I rotated my hips in a circular fashion, probing and poking her inner walls; I damned near turned sideways trying to explore her using my erection as a guide.Feeling myself nearing a conclusion, breathing faster and faster, I looked down at Ernestine’s heart-shaped face; her eyes were half-closed, ısparta escort bayan her pure-white teeth exposed in a grin. I imagined.my cum glazing them, which made me realize I needed to pull out. Doing so, I shot hot, streaming wads of goo across her abdomen. Taking hold of myself, I drizzled the last globs out on her thick, matted thatch of pussy pubes. The back of my hand was greased with sperm; I held my hand to her lips, “Taste my juice, baby.” We lay on that cool floor for 30 minutes before finding the strength to get up and dress. For more than a year afterward, we’d meet much like that. I’d pretend to chase her down the hall in that office area; catching up to her when she got over-excited, then rubbing her hot ass and telling her how much the sight and feel of her body made me want to jerk off. Then I’d show her, unzipping and stroking my rod after letting it out through the fly, until I came (one someone’s glass desk, no less) w/o her touching me. Once or twice, she’d come to my place where we could enjoy certain privacy. Once, during an evening shift, I’d spotted her cleaning bins out near the Cafeteria in a large conference room. We screwed right in the middle of it, under the overhead projector. I held back that night, told Ernestine it was time for her mouth to introduce itself to my penis. Damn, that woman could fellate a dick. Her cheeks puckered in all the way to my shaft, sucking my cock down to the short and curly hairs. I pulled out once to rub my cock against her mouth and cheeks, to bounce it off her grinning lips, before stuffing it back in and letting her wet suction resume before creamy cum burst from me, coating her tongue. Ernestine swallowed my offering, then licked my quivering semi-erection clean and dry. She smiled at me; no teeth showing as was her way, but she looked pleased. I rubbed my drained balls back and forth on her thin lips, told her she’d been a terrific little cock-sucker, and she could surely anticipate doing that again in the future.Good times never last as long as you want. Once yet another recession hit, my place of work started cutting back, trimming down. No regular workers were laid-off, but much of the Cafeteria, off-hours Nurse’s Station, and the Cleaning Crew was. Including Ernestine, much to my disappointment. She’d been rotated to a different area months before, but I’d still managed to see her twice after that. After the cutbacks, I’d no idea where she went, or what she was up to. Hope she found better work, and kept those legs. =)

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