Getting up at 2 am to be ready for work at 3 am was probably the hardest part of my job, working in a warehouse full of guys….now that was a lot of fun. They’d come in looking exhausted and annoyed until I’d give them a ” Good morning _____” and a big smile. Their cold expressions would change as they’d eye me. I never wore anything revealing, but my tight jeans showed off the curves of my ass quite nicely. My shirts were also usually tight, after getting caught on something at work, i preferred them to cling to my 34 C sized breast than hang around loosely.

My job involved me doing a lot of bending, squatting and stretching to reach certain items, and on several occasions, I caught the guys watching me. each time they’d say “Oh, I was going to ask if you needed any help.” or “I was waiting to get something near you.” I’d smirk seductively and go back to what i was doing, purposely aiming my body towards their rising boners.
I loved the attention they gave me and I didn’t have to really compete with any other girls, since there was only two other females that worked with me. One was a lesbian and preferred to dress like a guy, and the other spent a lot of time hiding at our desks, besides that, at 23, I was the youngest and eager to please everyone. But, as much as I loved the attention they gave, there was one coworker’s attention I craved the most, and that was Daniel’s.

My 27 year old coworker, was one of the only reasons I could bare working such an odd shift. He was probably the hottest dad in that warehouse. Standing at 6’3 he had a full foot on me and when he’d hug me, his long muscular arms would wrap themselves completely around my small frame and embrace me against his buff chest. When his kids were with his ex-wife, he spent hours at the gym, and Lord, did I appreciate his dedication. I spent more than a couple nights fingering myself into an orgasm, just thinking about him pinning me up against the desk and fucking me senseless. And when I couldn’t wait until I got home, the girl’s bathroom at work was always good for a quick session.

Sundays were always slow, but short days at work, so I spent a lot of time talking with the couple guys that came in on those days. (usually only 5 or 6, rather than 20 or so) I had finished part of my work early and decided to go find Daniel before starting the rest. He was in a middle of the warehouse, reading on his forklift. I sneaked up behind him and grabbed his waist. “Raaah!” He looked up from his book, and stared at me with his big brown eyes.

“Sorry, I heard you coming already.” I pouted angrily and he smiled. He rubbed the top of my head. Chills rolled down my spine and I felt a familiar heat between my legs.

We spoke for a bit before our other coworker called him away from me, I leaned against one of the boxes and watched them speaking back and forth rather quickly. My other coworker looked at Daniel, then back at me. I raised my eyebrow and he looked away shyly. Daniel turned towards me and waved me over.

“What’s up?” I said, leaning against his lift. My coworker cleared his throat and I turned my attention towards him.

“If I told you something, would you think badly about me?” He said shyly, his cheeks flushing a bright red.

“Of course not, I am all ears.” I said sweetly, staring directly at him.

Turns out my coworker was telling Daniel how he had gone out with one of his close girl friends, and how he had ended up banging her the night before. It was sorta surprising to hear, seeing as how quiet he was, but still it was interesting.

“I don’t see the problem with it,” Daniel said suddenly after our other coworker had left to go work on something at the other end of the warehouse. ” Maybe because I’m a whore.”

“So am I.” I said, not looking at him. He was staring intensely, and my skin was starting to heat up under his gaze.

” Oh is that, right?” He began to tell me the things he had done, and I went right along with him. We described the weirdest places we have had sex, times we had almost be caught, favorite positions, and turn ons.

“Well damn, look at you.” He said and gave me a high five. ” I didn’t expect any of that from you.” Wasn’t sure if it was really something to brag about, but if it impressed him, I’d gladly wear that title.

” You ever done it at work?” He asked, and I thought about it. I hadn’t. “Would you?”

I had fucked coworkers before, but at work, that was risky. Was fucking at work really worth losing a job or worse, getting the police or something involved? My initial thoughts scared me a little, but the idea of being bent over the products meant to be shipped to customers, my pussy juices flooding out as I’m being pounded roughly, by a big thick cock and the possibility that my coworkers could walk past and catch me, made my pussy ache for attention.

” I’d do it.” His eyebrows raised up and he laughed. ” I don’t believe that.” He patted my head again and got back on his lift.

” I’m serious, I would.” He looked around for a minute, then back at me with a serious expression. “If you are as serious as you claim, meet me at the battery changer in 5 minutes.” He winked at me and drove off on his forklift.

I walked past my desk and told the other girl working with me if she could start on some paperwork for me, then told her i was headed to look something up for a customer. She agreed, and I headed towards the battery changer.

I looked around before i stepped into the isle, i knew there weren’t any cameras on that isle, but didn’t want any of my coworkers seeing me and following me in. Daniel stood across from battery changer, reading the book on his lift again. He looked up when he heard me approaching and smiled. “You actually came.” I nodded, still standing a distance away, I was actually pretty nervous.

” You can go,” He laughed. ” Don’t force yourself to do something you wouldn’t really do.” I looked at him surprised, but my nervousness had disappeared and was replaced with the urge to prove him wrong.

“You’re calling my bluff?” He nodded.

“I’ll do it.” His smile widened.

He dipped into the cut of the product and craned his finger for me to follow. I did, and when he came into view again, his 8 inch cock stood out proudly in front of him.

“All yours, unless you wanna back out.”

I had a pussy, but I wasn’t one, and as much as I craved his cock, I wasn’t about to back out. I got on my knees in front of him and took his cock into my hand. I began stroking my hand down towards the base, and wrapped my lips around his swollen cock head.

“Fuck…..you’re actually doing it?” I heard him groan above me. I pressed his cock further into my mouth, taking 4 inches in and running my tongue around, tasting every inch of his thick meat.

I stroked the other four inches between the fingers of my right hand, twisting my wrist around his cock, stroking it at different angles as I pressed my tongue around his pee hole, occasionally dipping the tip of my tongue into it and flicking it around. “Fuck, that feels good.” Following his words of encouragement I continued, picking up speed and wrapping my lips more tightly around his cock.

He began thrusting his hips forward, matching my bobbing with his own thrust, making his cock sink further into my mouth. 6 inches of his cock, rubbed against my tongue, occasionally pressing towards my throat and making me gag a bit. The noise turned him on more and drove him forward, picking up speed as he held my face close to the base of his cock.

My eyes began to water as his dick slid off the back of my tongue and against my throat, it clenched up around the tip of his cock and hugged it tightly as my throat attempted to prevent it from going further. “Shit.” He growled loudly and kept up his assault on my face, drool running down my chin as he moved in and out. ” I’m gonna fucking cum already.” He warned me.

With a few final thrusts, he buried his cock in my throat, my gagging and and frantic attempts to move my head back weren’t enough to stop him. He held my head firmly in place as he shot his thick loads into my mouth. I gulped down what I could, but he seemed to be cumming endlessly. As he pulled back out, two more small loads landed on my tongue. He reached down and pulled my mouth further open with his index and middle finger, examining his handy work.

“Fuck, your mouth felt amazing.” He said and let go of my mouth. I swallowed down the last bit of cum, and wiped my mouth on the back of my hand. “I haven’t had a blowjob in a while, and definitely not one as great as that.” He smiled down at me and patted my head. He told me thanks again, then said he’d be going first and that I should wait a few minutes before coming out.

After a couple minutes, I wandered out and headed for the bathroom. I went inside one of the stalls and dropped my pants. I reached down to the crotch of my panties and found they were soaked. I slid them to the side, and ran my index and middle finger across my wet slit until i found my destination. I pressed my two fingers inside with a blissful moan and began to work them in and out of my hot pussy.

I leaned against the wall, moaning lightly as I picked up the pace. I replayed the recent events in my head over and over and it drove me closer and closer to an orgasm. I reached down with my left hand and pull out my right hand. I looked at my fingers, coated with my juices and stuck them in my mouth, then pressed my other fingers into my waiting pussy.

I came, unlike anytime I had when I thought about Daniel before. I leaned against the wall, shaking violently as I came back down. My juices ran down my thighs as i unraveled some tissue and began to wipe myself up.

A few minutes later I came out of the bathroom and headed back towards my desk. Daniel was leaning against the desk, browsing something on the computer. He noticed me and gave me a wink. ” How was breakfast?” The other girl looked between us from her desk.

“It was good, feeling full now.” He nodded in approval. “Make sure you get a lot more protein from now on.” And that’s how my weekly blow jobs for Daniel began.

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