Work Experience
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In my business, I’m always being approached by local colleges to take on their students for work experience before they leave and have to try and find a job. A bit of free labour never goes amiss, so I usually agree to take them for a week or a fortnight and give them a chance to see what work is all about.
Earlier this year, I was asked by the local college, as usual, if I would be happy to take some of their older students on. I agreed, and a day or two later the paperwork and CVs arrived on my desk. There were four coming to me, three for a week each, the last for a fortnight. The first three were the usual lads being sent out by their tutors to anywhere that would take them, but the last form caught my eye. It was from a young woman by the name of Katie, who was very keen on my line of work (unusual in itself) and who wanted to find out more about it. She was 18 years old, lived in the next town to the one I work in, and seemed to know what she was about.
The first three weeks passed without incident, then came the Monday morning when Katie was due to start. I had the rest of the workforce well warned to be on their best behaviour, to moderate their language, and try not to intimidate the newbie too much.
She duly arrived, and was shown into my office for her induction. She was around 5’ 5”, slim build, with shoulder length dark hair, and wearing jeans and a sweatshirt. I quickly ran through what was expected of her, and showed her where she would be working, mainly shadowing one of my guys for a day, and then working on her own under supervision. On the way out of the office I noticed that she had a lovely firm ass, well defined in her jeans, which were just a bit too tight.
I went to see how she was doing later that morning, and found her already working on her own at a spare workbench near her supervisor. I took him to the side, and asked what was going on. He told me that she knew pretty much what to do from the off, as she had studied up on my firm before starting and already knew what we do. As he likes to know pretty much everything, he was also able to tell me that she lived with her parents, had a boyfriend, and from the little she had said, he reckoned she was probably still a virgin. I took another look at her lovely bum as he was talking, and wondered if that was true.
As the first week went on, Katie was doing various jobs around the place, and ended up in my office for a day to see how the admin end was handled. By this time the other guys had started to treat her like one of them, and were asking her all sorts of questions about herself, her boyfriend, what she liked to do in bed, was she wearing panties or a thong, the usual workshop banter. She handled it all well, and when one of them asked her to go to the back store with him (obviously for sex, as there is nothing in there but an old sofa, and he had made it pretty plain why) she very sweetly turned him down.
She always came to work dressed in jeans and a loose top, but it was apparent that she had a nice set of tits under it, I reckoned around a 32 B. There was a sweepstake amongst the other guys as to the exact size, but she wouldn’t say.
The first day in the office, I showed her the bits and pieces of administration work that there are to do, she was interested, and I noticed she sat very close to me when we were looking at reports and paperwork. Her leg brushed mine a few times, and lingered a bit longer than it probably should have done, but as I didn’t want to give the wrong impression, I said and did nothing about it.
The next day, she was back with me, answering the phone, checking orders and so on, and I found that she would use any excuse to come over to my desk with minor queries, stand tight beside me, or sit on the edge of the desk, and not be in a hurry to go back to her seat. Her leg was against mine every time she sat beside me, and deliberately she brushed my hand with her left breast a couple of times while leaning over to look at papers. She said nothing, and neither did I, but I ended the day with a raging hard on.
As she had worked hard for the two weeks, and really seemed interested in her work (and, I was wondering, possibly me), I decided “what the hell” and told her that if she wore a skirt to work on her last day, I would take her out for lunch in a nearby hotel. She agreed without hesitation, and seemed to think it would be quite funny for the other guys to see her in a skirt instead of jeans. One of them (the one who had tried to get her into the store) really fancied her, and would use any reason to get a look at her or chat her up. She was polite but distant with him, and it was driving him mad. I was pretty sure she was giving me a come on, though.
The last Friday came, and Katie arrived wearing her usual jeans. “Too bad”, I thought, “it must have been all in your head, after all, she’s got a boyfriend, and you are old enough to be her d*d”. She did have a bag with her, though, and went straight to the ladies as soon as she arrived. She emerged a few minutes later dressed in a black skirt just above the knee, black tights, a white blouse and low heeled shoes.
There was silence in the workshop as she walked past the guys and into my office. The one who fancied her took himself to the toilet for some quick relief, judging by the bulge in his overalls.
“Will that do?” she said, as she smoothed her skirt under her bum as she sat down. “I couldn’t come out dressed like this or my mum would have asked questions”.
“That’ll do very well, roll on lunchtime” I replied, rock hard myself now, as she had missed a button, and her blouse was showing a flash of white, lacy bra. I hadn’t been far off, she was a B cup, but maybe a 34.
We close early on a Friday; she and I left the workshop guys to lock up, and drove to the hotel. I’d booked a table in the restaurant, and we sat down opposite each other, and ordered food.
She had fixed her blouse during the morning, but still looked very desirable indeed. The lace of her bra was just visible through her blouse, and I was trying very hard not to stare. We ordered food, and as we were waiting for it, I felt her foot on my leg, just below my knee. She had taken her shoe off, and was rubbing my leg with her nylon covered foot. I looked at her, and she smiled.
“I’ve wanted to do that all week, but couldn’t with everyone else there” she said. I had no reply for her, and her foot continued its journey until it was on my upper thigh. “Pull your chair in a bit so I can reach” she murmured. I did, and her foot was soon in my groin, gently rubbing my hard on through my trousers as I couldn’t believe what was happening.
“What brought this on, and why me?” I eventually managed to ask, not wanting her to stop.
“I love older men, but I’ve never had the chance to really be with one. My friend has, and says she has never cum as much” she replied, “I’ve got my boyfriend, but he can’t keep going for more than a minute or so and never pleases me properly.” No pressure then!
With that, she took her foot away, put her shoe back on, stood up - “I need to pee” – and walked into the ladies. While she was away, the food arrived, and as the waiter was arranging plates and dishes she retuned and sat down. I couldn’t help but notice that she was no longer wearing her tights.
Her foot was back in place almost as soon as she sat down, this time I could feel her toes wriggling against my straining cock. “They would only get in the way later” she casually remarked between bites, “don’t you think?” I could only agree, and wonder what she had in mind….
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