Sinful secrets of a lustful female security guard

Chapter 1 by sinful_whispers sinful_whispers

Syn kicked back in her black leather chair within the small office,as she tuned in the radio. Trying to find a good old time rock n' roll station, as she danced about stations. Flicking along over the country ones and the static until an old Led Zeppelin tune tuned in. She relaxed as she sung softly along, " Ooh, it makes me wonder, Ooh, it really makes me wonder... and itโ€™s whispered that soon ,If we all call the tune ..then the piper will lead us to reason...and a new day will dawn..for those who stand long..and the forests will echo with laughter." Letting the song move along without her she glanced down at the three monitors watching as they moved from isle to isle.

She was 40 years old, a security guard for a downtown music store that sold CDs,DVDs, video games and other odds and ends that a normal store like this one carried. Syn was toned,she worked out twice a day, first thing in the morning, as well as later in the night after work. Most guessed her between twenty-nine and thirty three, that always made her feel good. Her long dark black cherry hair was pinned up under the guard hat, her eyes were the color of the deepest ocean, she stood five' five", one hundred twenty three pounds soak and wet. There was four other guards that worked the store. One on the monitors, two as secret shoppers, one overnight every other evening to watch as employees unloaded trucks and stocked the store.

Dale was twenty four, good looking and the store manager, he always tried hitting on her, regardless that she was married. She knew he kept her back there to watch the monitors for one reason, he could walk back, close the door and try to hit on her without anyones eyes and ears watching, seeing or hearing him.That protected his ass against an harassment suit easily. Normally Syn brushed it off, laughed and shook her head, he wasn't the first to flirt with her or hot her.

Her uniform consisted of tight black form-fitting jeans that hugged her curvaceous hips as well as her rounded full ass, a white uniform polo shirt that fit her like a glove. Her breasts were 38DD's, and firm for her age. Barney always tried to brush past her, rubbing against them like a high school kid on a quick thrill ride. Giving him something to masturbate over at night in bed when he needed a quick fix, an image to get off too.

The phone rang as she grabbed it, her husband was on line one letting her know it would be another late night at the office. Syn was tired of fighting with him about the long nights, the trips away, their sex life being non-existent for the past three months. Syn slammed down the phone, she was tired of the excuses, she knew he was dicking the blonde in the office, she wasn't stupid, and here she was fighting off the young males wanting to bed her. The more she thought about it the more it pissed her off, Syn took the job mainly because his hours grew longer and she was bored at home. She worked as a cop for thirteen years till she got hit in the shoulder taking a bullet , hubby had a fit and she retired early from the .

He wasn't to be home the whole weekend, till next Tuesday he was flying to Dallas on business, over the weekend, she grumbled as she looked to the monitors watching the workers begin to close up for the night. The doors were now secure, all employees were gone for the night but Dale.He was doing the deposits, counting down, and waiting to let the night guard in for his shift. Syn had to stay until he came aboard, and signed in for his shift, she needed to brief him if anything happened or needed to be done.

Dale closed up the register, turned the key, tucked them in his pocket and headed back to the back offices. She watched him on the monitors as she sat there the music playing a bit louder now that the store was closed. She needed to ask him to upgrade the radio to a real one with a CD player, this was a music store, was the least they could do.The door opened to the security guard office as her blue hues met his of color, locking their eyes together. Syn knew that if she were caught with another employee she could lose her job, she was hired through the store from a private company,it would need to be kept a secret.

She never thought about having an affair till now, her itch needed to be scratched, her need fed..she was taking a chance being married, that old saying came to mind, ,Never shit where you eat', it sounded bad but the point was made in those few words. She was older than most the male workers but one other guard, who was she kidding they only flirted with her, her mind began to play devil's advocate as Dale and her eyes held within each others, the desk between them...it would be a lustful sin if she fucked her fellow workers, but did she care at the moment? No.

Who makes the first move? Syn? Dale? Neither?

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