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Here allow me to take this time to insert these many moments that occur ( this really helps me put things into perspective and also yeah it boost my ego and if anything I like to just relive the moment, get those butterflies in my stomach kind of feeling) Also I am some what just building up the tension. I kind of like the whole does she likes me could she like me back or am I just fantasizing ( in reality I am fantasizing but I get off on that too, yes I know I am one sick perv and so are you if your reading this long ass story, thank you, you perv).
From the most recent moment to the oldest one that I can remember:
Moment 1: The other day about 2 days ago, I was walking into the employee luncheon area it was one cleaning employee there that was leaving, the engineer Eng. Jose whose a pretty cool Spanish speaking dude but man he knows everything many years of experience in his field. I enjoy talking to him because to be honest they have a kattle coffee pot in their office and I am a big coffee whore. So I seat down there one sit over next to him about to start talking to him. Who he was too busy eating. Suddenly guess who walks out of the employee lucheon room with a plate of food. Ms.Ishara, in her nice tight black jean with her light blue over shoulder top sadly not sapagatti strap she has ‘heavy load’ if she wears a sapagatti strap it would rip off completely. I galace over at her and she looks straight at me as she takes a sit. One table over directly in front of me with two rows in between us. Our lucheon room is in a lower lobby garage in a specific area where only employees have access to come in and out. There are 3 long rectangular on the outside making a big square like shape. In the inside of those long table there are 4 small square like tables. Shes in one of the out of rectuangluar table and I am in the inner side of one of the small square like table we both facing each other. Eng Jose is to my left but his not important.
Ms.Ishara looks at me and smile ‘vanessa what have u taken today?’ like really”
I look at her not sure what did she mean
“how many coffees did you have today? “ she asks
None actually’ I did have a Cuban expresso earlier earlier in the day." I respond not sure why she asked that.
‘no no no, you are on something, you are too hyper” she makes a statement as she takes a bit from her plate with her left hand holding the fork.
I smile shaking my head “no Im not on anything’ I reply back ( im hooked on you, I want some of your medicaines ur my d**g and I want to be ur junkie, is really what I wanted to say but due to working in the same place and me not wanting a sexual harresement I instead bit my tongue and begin to turn all kinds of red, here we go with this turning red thing.
‘vanessa, you can’t tell me u are not on anything, you are too hyper if this is you ‘huston we have a problem’ she makes a statement before I can even say something shes keeps talking
‘you talk without stop you just go on n on n on n on, you always have a story (yes I always do I want the story of you and me guess what I am doing thank you for the inpsiraiton) I bet you dream thinking about converstios you have with me’ (yes yes yes she actually said that, true story) I blushed in a million shades of red to which the way she was looking at me and she kept grining I think she knew I did. ( yes I do think of conservations to have with you, the type of conservation where you tell me you want me to fuck you and how u can’t wait to have my face bury in between your legs) I turn red I think I am about to explode just from the thought of it.
‘vanessa do you go to sleep thinking of me, of conservations u can have with me??’ she goes on I have now officially made a new color of red. After a awkard moment of silence me trying to figure out if she was seriously asking me this question for real or was she just playing around with me, which is odd because shes not the playing around type ( I sure would love to make her into my favorite toy and play with her, I can show her a few games she can play) I snap back with
I pledage my 5th amemendeat right” I got up push the chair in and started to walk over to a few feet by a door off on the side that leads to a stairway to the lower lower lobby where my office is. She chcukels
‘vanessa!”
Vanessa! She screams over (God I love when she screams my name)
Come back here, I am not done talking to you” she states ( god I love how aggressive she can be, yes yes yes baby give me more)
“yes, I’m coming?’ I say looking over at her, ‘ trying to figure out if shes being seriously or not, I have to listen to her and do what she tells me. Even though shes not in my direct COC she is still someone I have to adhere to otherwises I can get in trouble and I definistly don’t want that.
“ im just k**ding, you know I like joking around with you” she saids laughing slightly. I don’t believe her you know how they say behind every joke there is a bit of truth to it.
“ok that’s it im leaving’ I say as if it made any differences if she were to call me I would come right back and in a way she knows that and I think she toys with that. The whole time this going on I swear I kept feeling a intense tension between us. It could really be happening or it could just be me wishful thinking.
Moment 2: this was about a month back I was in the midst of inventorizing the lost and found that I do just because it keeps me busy and time goes by fast. Also I get a giggle of the things people leave or forget behind in hotels. Like everything people want to claim is a 200$ hairbrush but no one wants to claim the shit stain underwear? Why don’t you people claim your fucking dirty ass lundary? No one claims that. So I was keeping busy going thur the lost and found.
I come across this product a lady like hair product not sure what it is a hair dryer or straighten or something of that nature. I really don’t know what it is. I am not the beauty type of female me knowing the difference between a comb and a brush is sufficient enough. Anything else is overly excessively. Women and their beauty product. So I needed guidances since I wasn’t sure what it was and well who better to help me but my ngbhour from the floor above me why not shes the closest person to me and she definitely knows about beauty and etc. that’s a good excuse is validable after all half of these lost and found is all from her department who turns it in to mine department. So go back from where it came. I went to her office, she was there this time sitting in front of her computer, with a black silk like top and black trouser she galance at me as I walked in. ( sometimes I feel like shes knows I like her and either she keeps me around cuz she finds me enteraining or I’m a lil annoying but shes not sure how to get rid of me, like a rash I grow on you)
Hi Ms. Ishara how are you? I ask, I always ask by asking her how she is (in my mind im hoping she one time tells me Im horny you want to meet me in the back closet, sadly that never happens but hey I can fantasized).
"im ok a bit stress but nothing new' she saids while eating some green g****s from a lower drawer she had off to the side of her ( this was really close to new year so g****s were very popular at the time) She slowly places one in her lips closes her lips slowly and savorys the g**** in her mouth and as always without skiping a beat i begin to turn red she galancing at me trying to firgure out if i am have the pre mature signs of a stroke the way i am looking right now.
"what do you need vanessa? she asks looking away as i try to get close to her but i keep my distance( i never get too close i would feel like my body would become possessed by her secent and ill start humping her like a sex crave puppy that keeps humping its owner's leg or something like that')
I, barely say trying to firgure out what the hell did i came here for, and trying prevent my mind from face fuxking her on the table FOCUS DAMNT VANESSA FOCUS WORK!!!
"i have this lost and found item your department turned in I am trying to decepher what it is i am unsure what it is" i say still trying to recover my demnetaed mind from the damn gutter that it is in. My mind is inside her pants in between her legs.
From the most recent moment to the oldest one that I can remember:
Moment 1: The other day about 2 days ago, I was walking into the employee luncheon area it was one cleaning employee there that was leaving, the engineer Eng. Jose whose a pretty cool Spanish speaking dude but man he knows everything many years of experience in his field. I enjoy talking to him because to be honest they have a kattle coffee pot in their office and I am a big coffee whore. So I seat down there one sit over next to him about to start talking to him. Who he was too busy eating. Suddenly guess who walks out of the employee lucheon room with a plate of food. Ms.Ishara, in her nice tight black jean with her light blue over shoulder top sadly not sapagatti strap she has ‘heavy load’ if she wears a sapagatti strap it would rip off completely. I galace over at her and she looks straight at me as she takes a sit. One table over directly in front of me with two rows in between us. Our lucheon room is in a lower lobby garage in a specific area where only employees have access to come in and out. There are 3 long rectangular on the outside making a big square like shape. In the inside of those long table there are 4 small square like tables. Shes in one of the out of rectuangluar table and I am in the inner side of one of the small square like table we both facing each other. Eng Jose is to my left but his not important.
Ms.Ishara looks at me and smile ‘vanessa what have u taken today?’ like really”
I look at her not sure what did she mean
“how many coffees did you have today? “ she asks
None actually’ I did have a Cuban expresso earlier earlier in the day." I respond not sure why she asked that.
‘no no no, you are on something, you are too hyper” she makes a statement as she takes a bit from her plate with her left hand holding the fork.
I smile shaking my head “no Im not on anything’ I reply back ( im hooked on you, I want some of your medicaines ur my d**g and I want to be ur junkie, is really what I wanted to say but due to working in the same place and me not wanting a sexual harresement I instead bit my tongue and begin to turn all kinds of red, here we go with this turning red thing.
‘vanessa, you can’t tell me u are not on anything, you are too hyper if this is you ‘huston we have a problem’ she makes a statement before I can even say something shes keeps talking
‘you talk without stop you just go on n on n on n on, you always have a story (yes I always do I want the story of you and me guess what I am doing thank you for the inpsiraiton) I bet you dream thinking about converstios you have with me’ (yes yes yes she actually said that, true story) I blushed in a million shades of red to which the way she was looking at me and she kept grining I think she knew I did. ( yes I do think of conservations to have with you, the type of conservation where you tell me you want me to fuck you and how u can’t wait to have my face bury in between your legs) I turn red I think I am about to explode just from the thought of it.
‘vanessa do you go to sleep thinking of me, of conservations u can have with me??’ she goes on I have now officially made a new color of red. After a awkard moment of silence me trying to figure out if she was seriously asking me this question for real or was she just playing around with me, which is odd because shes not the playing around type ( I sure would love to make her into my favorite toy and play with her, I can show her a few games she can play) I snap back with
I pledage my 5th amemendeat right” I got up push the chair in and started to walk over to a few feet by a door off on the side that leads to a stairway to the lower lower lobby where my office is. She chcukels
‘vanessa!”
Vanessa! She screams over (God I love when she screams my name)
Come back here, I am not done talking to you” she states ( god I love how aggressive she can be, yes yes yes baby give me more)
“yes, I’m coming?’ I say looking over at her, ‘ trying to figure out if shes being seriously or not, I have to listen to her and do what she tells me. Even though shes not in my direct COC she is still someone I have to adhere to otherwises I can get in trouble and I definistly don’t want that.
“ im just k**ding, you know I like joking around with you” she saids laughing slightly. I don’t believe her you know how they say behind every joke there is a bit of truth to it.
“ok that’s it im leaving’ I say as if it made any differences if she were to call me I would come right back and in a way she knows that and I think she toys with that. The whole time this going on I swear I kept feeling a intense tension between us. It could really be happening or it could just be me wishful thinking.
Moment 2: this was about a month back I was in the midst of inventorizing the lost and found that I do just because it keeps me busy and time goes by fast. Also I get a giggle of the things people leave or forget behind in hotels. Like everything people want to claim is a 200$ hairbrush but no one wants to claim the shit stain underwear? Why don’t you people claim your fucking dirty ass lundary? No one claims that. So I was keeping busy going thur the lost and found.
I come across this product a lady like hair product not sure what it is a hair dryer or straighten or something of that nature. I really don’t know what it is. I am not the beauty type of female me knowing the difference between a comb and a brush is sufficient enough. Anything else is overly excessively. Women and their beauty product. So I needed guidances since I wasn’t sure what it was and well who better to help me but my ngbhour from the floor above me why not shes the closest person to me and she definitely knows about beauty and etc. that’s a good excuse is validable after all half of these lost and found is all from her department who turns it in to mine department. So go back from where it came. I went to her office, she was there this time sitting in front of her computer, with a black silk like top and black trouser she galance at me as I walked in. ( sometimes I feel like shes knows I like her and either she keeps me around cuz she finds me enteraining or I’m a lil annoying but shes not sure how to get rid of me, like a rash I grow on you)
Hi Ms. Ishara how are you? I ask, I always ask by asking her how she is (in my mind im hoping she one time tells me Im horny you want to meet me in the back closet, sadly that never happens but hey I can fantasized).
"im ok a bit stress but nothing new' she saids while eating some green g****s from a lower drawer she had off to the side of her ( this was really close to new year so g****s were very popular at the time) She slowly places one in her lips closes her lips slowly and savorys the g**** in her mouth and as always without skiping a beat i begin to turn red she galancing at me trying to firgure out if i am have the pre mature signs of a stroke the way i am looking right now.
"what do you need vanessa? she asks looking away as i try to get close to her but i keep my distance( i never get too close i would feel like my body would become possessed by her secent and ill start humping her like a sex crave puppy that keeps humping its owner's leg or something like that')
I, barely say trying to firgure out what the hell did i came here for, and trying prevent my mind from face fuxking her on the table FOCUS DAMNT VANESSA FOCUS WORK!!!
"i have this lost and found item your department turned in I am trying to decepher what it is i am unsure what it is" i say still trying to recover my demnetaed mind from the damn gutter that it is in. My mind is inside her pants in between her legs.
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