Chelsea gets raunchy, is stopped

Chelsea starts to rub her ass on the guy beneath and uses her hands to rub the crotches nearest her. “Fuck, I haven’t been this horny in sooo long.” Eyes wide, I stop the vid and quickly send it to myself and delete the vid off her phone. The guys, realizing that this might go a bit too far, hesitatingly stop. Chelsea starts to glide her hands on her self and try’s to use the guy beneath for more friction. He does a strange maneuver of trying to kind of grope and move her into the chair.

Nate, looking at the door, gives a panicked signal. I put Chelsea’s phone back where it was and tell my fellow workers to just spread out. As I try to act like I’m calming down Chelsea, Jeremy walks right through the door. Only some of the guys give a nervous look, while the others quietly jabber on about nothing. “That kid better be worth the trouble making me go out looking for his own car. Sorry about that boys, I trust everything’s been going fine?”

I answer Jeremy with the best act I can put on , “ I am SO sorry sir! Chelsea insisted on drinking me under the table. I didn’t think she’d be this trashed.” Chelsea, still quite drunk and turned on, has her eyes closed and is running her hands over body and even a little under her skirt. Jeremy is visibly shocked. “She just started doing this. No worries, we’ve kept away and Nate and I have done our best to help her.”

“Damn it Chelsea! Why you gotta embarrass me like this? Now we’ve gotta leave early cuz of you.” She can only give a sultry “mmm” as a response. “I appreciate it guys. Let’s go dear.” After helping Jeremy get Chelsea back in their van, he says he looks forward to working with me.