Warehouse Encounter
Author's Note: Just a very short story. If people like I’ll think about submitting part 2. Part 1 Warehouse encounter – Week One This Friday started just like any other. The mundane of working in a logistics warehouse only made more bearable by the likeable people and the fact that Fridays meant it was only hours to the weekend. Nothing during the morning, had led me to contemplate what I would have enjoyed later in the day. The usual phone calls, invoice signing, & people coming & going. One of which was the beautiful Chloe from accounts. She was in her early twenties. Slim, tanned, slightly flirty and today dressed in black trousers (that were tight enough from her thighs up for you to be able to appreciate her lovely slim hips & tight ass) a white fitted blouse that stopped about an inch above the top of her trousers leaving a tantalising inch of tanned & toned stomach and allowing you to see the tattoo at the base of her back. The outfit was topped off with a pair of two inch (or more) black heels. ...