You start to make deliveries (originally by jakelyon)

(originally by jakelyon)

Becky is a couple of minutes back from lunch, red faced and looking like she ran back from somewhere outside the building. You tell her, “Hey I don’t mind if you are late, but if the boss catches you she will be pissed off at you. So I would be on time. Don’t sweat it today, though.”

She smiles at you kind of dreamily, and says, “Thanks I just got held up on some personal business.”

Then you notice that she is not wearing a bra anymore. Your daydreams about the size of her nipples are answered as you can clearly see the erect nubs of her nipples through her blouse. They look to be a nice pink in color, and are nicely protruding from her firm tits. Her nipples are bigger than you imagined, like the tip of one of your fingers. Your cock starts swelling as soon as you start down that path and you have to clear your head and tear your eyes away from her tits. You wonder what she was doing at lunch that made her show up sans bra, but you try to get down to business, “OK we loaded the cart this morning now we have to make the deliveries out to the offices.”

"OK , whatever you say, I’m ready to go."

You notice a new delivery and say to her, “Hey grab that new box that just came in and throw it on the cart.”

She bends over to grab the box and you notice something else, she is not wearing any panties, and her cunt is in clear view under her short skirt. Her pussy lips are swollen and her dark, well trimmed cunt hair looks kind of wet from where you are standing, her cunt lips are spread a little bit and you can just see the pink inside of her twat. Then she stands up and brings the box over. You are stunned; she was obviously engaged in some kind of sexual act over lunch, but what? Your cock is so hard in your pants you can hardly think; you adjust yourself the bulge is a discrete as possible, but you can’t get the change in Becky off of your mind.

Luckily you have done the job for a while and it is not rocket science so you can explain it to Becky even in your distracted state. She seems to be listening, and then the two of you enter the office of Alice Jones, senior VP of marketing. Alice is about 40, has a couple of kids, and a killer body that she dresses to show off. She has a huge office and is very particular about where things are in the office, and how and where you put the mail.

“So Becky make sure that you put the mail right here in this in basket. If you put it anywhere else, Ms. Jones will freak out, and we will get bitched out by everyone.” You realize that Becky is not near you anymore, and you look around the office to see where she has gone.