Encounter in the Shipping Office

It was late on Friday afternoon when Ray parked his truck in the parking lot and went to the office to check in. He walked through the warehouse to the small office cubical along the back wall. He went in through the door marked ‘shipping’. A young lady was sitting at a desk and looked up.

“Hi,” she said, “May I help you?”

“Yes,” he answered, “I’m here to pickup load 22163.”

She stood and moved to the other desk in the office.

She was petite, dressed in a dark blue blouse, her nylon-clad legs below the knee length black skirt firm and fit and her dark hair cut short. She moved the mouse to wake the computer on the other desk and typed on the keyboard. She didn’t sit, just leaned over the desk, her skirt riding up and showing a bit more leg, the fabric pulled taught over her firm, round cheeks.

“Okay, that’s ready.”

She clicked the mouse a couple of times and the printer next to the computer spit out a sheet of paper. She came back and handed it to him.

“Go ahead and back into door one and give this to Jim out in the warehouse.” She said. “He’ll get you loaded and then come back here to sign the bills.”

He took the paper from her.

“Okay. Thanks.” And left the office.

He backed his trailer into the first door and found the forklift driver. He scanned the paper.

“Right,” he said, “Twenty-two pallets, thirteen hundred twenty cases, thirty-two thousand pounds. Straight in?”

“Yes,” Ray said, “that’s fine.”

The forklift roared off into the warehouse. It returned shortly carrying two shrink-wrapped pallets and loaded them into the trailer. It didn’t take too long before the trailer was loaded. The forklift driver wrote briefly on the paper and handed it back to him.

“Give this to Judy in the office and she’ll check you out. Have a good trip.”

“Thanks. Have a good weekend.”

“You, too.” The driver said and roared off again.

He went back to the office and gave the woman in the office the loading sheet. She began typing on her computer and the forklift driver came into the office.

“Is that the last truck?” He asked her.

“Yes,” Judy said. “That’s it. You can go ahead and go.”

“Okay. See you Monday.” He said and nodded to Ray and left the office.

“I’ll have your paperwork in a minute…” She said to him. “That’s fine.” He replied and walked to the office window and closed the mini-blinds.

She left her desk, retrieved the paperwork from the printer and handed it to him. He looked it over, signed and took his copies, laying the paperwork back on her desk.

“Anything else I can help you with?” She asked.

Ray looked her over from where he was standing.

“Yes.” He said.”Take off your blouse.”

Judy hesitated a moment.

“What did you say?”

“I said, ‘take off your blouse’.”

She looked at him for a long moment and then began doing as he told her.

She unbuttoned her blouse and cuffs, pulled it Free of her skirt and took it off, turned from him and laying it on the desk. She was wearing a thin beige bra that clasped in the front.

“The bra, too.”

She removed it and laid it on the desk as well.

Her breasts were small with pink areolas and darker pink nipples extending from the centers.

He moved closer and put his hands on her breasts, squeezing them and rubbing his fingers over the nipples, feeling them grow and stiffen. He kneaded her small, firm breasts for a moment and stepped back.

“Now the shoes and skirt.” Ray told her.

She slipped out of her shoes and unzipped her skirt and let it fall.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered. “Nylons, too?”

“No,” he told her, “Leave those on.”

She was wearing beige bikini panties that matched the bra, the narrow, high-cut front panel barely covering her but two vertical ridges with a valley between then was visible through the fabric and tan thigh-high nylons.

“Get on your knees.” Ray said.

She slowly got down on her knees as he slipped out of loafers, jeans and shorts. As he pulled his shorts down and off, his erection sprang forward from his trim body.

“Come over here.” Ray said.

She approached him, still on her knees.

“Do you know what you are going to do now?” He asked. Ummm…suck you?” She answered.

“Yes, you’re going to take my cock in your mouth and suck it.”

“Yes, sir.” She replied and moved closer.

She reach up and took his hard, thick cock in her hand. “What are you going to do?” Ray asked.

“I’m going to suck your cock.” She answered.

“Do you want to suck my cock?”

“Yes, sir.” She said, again.

“Tell me, then.”

“I..I’m going to take your cock in my mouth and suck it, sir.” She replied.

“Do it.” He said.

Holding his hard cock in her hand she opened her lips and toucher her tongue to his cockhead and licked all around it. She looked up at him.

“Like this, sir?”

“Yes,” he replied, “but I want my whole cock in your mouth.”

She licked a bit more until he was wet with her saliva and then parted her lips and took his head between them and slowly took the shaft as well, sliding him halfway into her mouth. He could feel her tongue still licking him in her mouth as her lips began to move up and down the length of his rod.

“Take it all…” Ray said. “All the way down.”

She opened her mouth a bit and took a breath and took him in again, slowly, deeper and deeper until her lips pressed to his groin, his hard cock all the way down her throat.

She held him there for a moment and then slid him slowly back out again, a string of saliva dripping from his cock and her mouth as she took a deep breath, sucked him with several short quick strokes and took him down her throat again. She repeated this, over and over, taking him down her throat and holding him, completely engulfing him.

He pulled away from her and took her arms and lifted her to her feet.

“Get those panties off.” He said.

He moved items on the desk, clearing a space as he watched her bend forward and slide her panties down and off. She stood, naked except for her nylons, her pale, hairless Pussy exposed between her legs.

” Turn around and bend over the desk.” He ordered. “Spread those legs.”

She moaned softly but did as instructed.

“Wider. Spread your legs wider.”

He moved behind her, hard cock in hand and bent a bit and slid his cock between her thighs and up against her now damp Pussy lips, sliding the length of his manhood over her, spreading her outer lips with the width of his cock between them.

He shifted a bit and found her entrance, pushed his cockhead into her, then pulled back and pushed into her tight hole all the way.

She gasped and her hands moved out flat on the desk, her chest pressed to the surface as he gripped her hips and began to pump his cock in and out of her tight Pussy.

Over the next few minutes, his speed increasing and he pulled her hips to him more forcefully as he slammed his cock deeply into her.

She gave a low moan and he felt her clench around his hard rod. He pushed into her and then slowed. He felt her tense, moan, and her muscles squeezed him tighter, relaxed a moment and grip him again as her body trembled and she moaned more loudly, her Orgasm coming. He moved in and out of her slowly but deeply until he felt himself reach his own crest and with a groan from his lips his cock stiffened all the more and he began to unload into her Pussy, stream after stream of his Hot thick cum filling her.

When he was finished, he remained motionless for a few minutes and then slowly withdrew from her, a stream of their mixed fluids leaked from between her lips.

He began to dress again but she remained motionless, her chest on the desktop, face turned sideways, eyes closed, legs spread, her pink, slightly swollen Pussy dripping on the linoleum office floor.

“May I get dressed now, sir? Are you through with me?”

“Yes, get dressed. I’m through with you, for now.” He answered.

He watched her dress, and then she said,

“See you later?”

“Yes,” Ray answered. “I’ll park the truck and be at your place in time for dinner.”

“Okay, sweetie. I’ll see you later, then.”

He let himself out of the office and warehouse, went back to his truck, pulled away from the dock door, stopping long enough to close the trailer doors and drove away.