I nodded and pulled out my wallet, handing her my very new Florida driver’s license. She then sat her backpack on the table and withdrew a device which she plugged into one of the computer’s USB ports. Then she surprised me, though she shouldn’t have. “If you don’t mind taking a seat?” she said.
I nodded and sat down, still not having said a word since the receptionist. And then she surprised me by sitting down on my lap as she logged into the system and started work. Thinking it was a good idea, I put my hands on her hips. I was sure it was only going to be seconds before she felt me start to harden against her butt.
As she scanned my ID and continued to work through pages she wiggled her butt against my growing erection and said, “One of the best things about security is that I’m always the first stop for the new guy.”
“First stop?” I said.
“He speaks!” she said. “Yes. There’s some forty of us here, and that could mean two to three weeks before everyone gets to, well, try you out.” She wiggled again, and now I was at full mast. “But not security, got to get you badged straightaway.”
Her fingers typed at a furious pace and then there was a pause. She handed me her badges over her shoulder. “I assume you read the book?”
“I was a nuclear trained operator, so when I’m told to read a book you can bet I did.”
She laughed. “Then I’ll just say, your choice, though I do need to keep an eye on this process for the next 10-15 minutes.” She looked over her shoulder, then stood and bent over the desk.
Looking at the badge I read a number of trigraphs. Fortunately, the meaning of a few of them came to quickly: BST (breast squeezing and kneading), CIP (come in pussy), and OSX (my providing oral sex). However, given her current position, I decided straight up sex was what she was most likely interested in. Standing up, I reached around and started to unbutton her shirt as I ground my hips into her ass. I was sure she could feel my hardness as I did so. A few moments later her shirt was open and I unhooked her bra, freeing her nicely sized breasts for my grasp. I spent some time fondling her before nuzzling her neck and sucking on an earlobe. She purred, though she kept her arms on the table, striking a key every now and then as the status bar very slowly worked its way up from 0%.
Reluctantly leaving her very taut nipples, I unbuckled her belt, then unfastened and unzipped her slacks before pushing them and her underwear down to her knees. One of my hands returned to her lovely breasts as the other reached down between her legs. Her hair felt groomed but not shaved, and her pussy was wet. I groaned in her ear, “Ready for me already?”
“I’ve been ready since I got here at eight this morning.”
As she finished that sentence my fingers spread her apart and I pushed myself into her fully in a slow, pleasurable stroke. Leaving her breast again I turned her face toward me. “Sorry, I didn’t remember if you were wearing lipstick.”
She smiled, then turned back to the computer. “I’m not, Joe, because I really enjoy it when a man starts to lose control inside me. Gets me off every time.”
By this point I had started to fuck her quite soundly. From her words I figured she wasn’t so much into a slow tryst as much as a galloping fuck. I did my best to oblige her.
The whole while I was pounding her warm, wet and pliant pussy, she continued to monitor the status of the computer, even typing every now and then even as I repeatedly sheathed myself inside her. Though not talking to me, she was moaning and her breathing was quickening. My hands full of her breasts, I held myself within her completely and paused my hips. She brushed her hair out of her face and looked at me over her shoulder. “I’m ready to finish whenever you are ready to cum in my pussy, Joe,” said hoarsely. Still looking at me I reached up and held her chin so I could kiss her even as I pulled back and gave her another deep stroke. She moaned heavily into my mouth, and I did it again. Breaking the kiss she said in a husky voice, “Fuck me, please.”
Not having any intention of making her wait, I placed both hands on her hips and adjusted my position for the final stretch. As I did, and kept fucking her, she said, “The badge is printing.” Holding her in place I quickly accelerated my pace and knew that I would come soon. My pace picked up and I was sure she could tell.
“Damn you feel good! I’m going to come soon,” I grunted as I fucked her, quickly losing control of my movements. She could tell.
“Fuck me Joe!” she barked, “let go and come inside me!”
As my hips got a bit more frantic she moaned loudly, “Mmmm, I’m coming!”
As her breath caught and she clenched around me, I felt myself peak as well, “Coming!” I grunted, and then bucked into her uncontrollably as I started to fill her pussy. The wonderful feeling went on for a good while, and the whole time she rewarded my efforts with a wonderful moan and “yessss” sounds. I sat down, holding her to me such that I was still deep inside as I started to soften.
She typed in a few more things to the machine, then pulled her card and turned her head to me, kissing me firmly and thoroughly. “I’ll be back with your badge in a few minutes or so,” she said, then gave me another satisfied lover’s kiss before she stood and I slipped out of her. I watched as she dressed and strode out of the room before I duck-walked to the door that led to my own restroom and shower.
After refreshing myself I sat down and waited for Susan to return. To my surprise, Ms. Olson came through the door. It was not lost on me that once again she was wearing dark blue lipstick. She licked those lips and gave me an appraising look. “Very nice, Joe. Where did you get the uniform?”
I told her the story of the uniform shop and she smiled. “Well done, but you’ll need to expense that to the firm of course. Have Cindy show you how when she sets up your account later.”
As I nodded, Susan came through the door, twirling a badge around a finger. She stopped when she saw Ms. Olson. “Just stopping by to deliver his badge,” the security lady said.
Ms. Olson raised an eyebrow, then smirked. “And security’s appraisal of our new building services provider?”
Susan handed me my badge and turned to the somewhat officious acting HR rep, “Happy to report fulfilled and filled,” she winked at me, “and in that order.” Ms. Olson nodded, and Susan flashed me a smile on her way out the door.
Ms. Olson sat on my desk and smiled at me. “Off to a good start. Very nice,” she said. Then she unbuttoned her jacket, parted it, and lifted her once again sheer blouse to bare her breasts to me. “I wish I could enjoy you now, but the doctor has you next.” I took her breasts in my hands firmly squeezing them and quickly latching on to a nipple and lightly biting down. She moaned in approval and after a few moments I switched to the other while continuing to pinch the first. She stroked the back of my head, holding me to her breast as I repeated the move again. Then she pushed me back and kissed me hard, her firm nipples pressing into me. She reached down and felt my stiffening cock through my trousers. “Mr. Jeffries, although I have you started at three, would you be opposed to my visiting you when you are finished with IT?”
I pulled her to me and gave her another kiss, my hands still pinching her nipples and squeezing her wonderful tits. “It does seem appropriate to check in with my hiring manager at the end of my first day,” I said.
She nudged me away and then straightened her clothes, also checking her makeup in the mirror and wiping a bit of lipstick off my lips. “Very good Mr. Jeffries. I’ll check back at the end of the day.” She turned to go, then said over her shoulder, “By the way, Ms. Jenkins is quite particular.”
“Ms. Jenkins?” I asked.
“Our on site physician,” she winked at me, “She is here several days a month, and when she is she is considered a member of the Firm.”
I smiled, “Of course she is.”
“We offer comprehensive medical insurance, and quality medical care starts with full knowledge of a patient’s history.” She put her hand on the door handle, “And a complete physical, of course.”
“Of course,” I said quietly.
As she put her hand on the door handle she looked back at me, “By the way, I suppose Shaggy and Velma were before your time?”
“Excuse me?” I said.
“Spend a little time on google so you’ll know what I’m talking about,” she said, then winked and left the room.
“Sure,” I said to no one in particular.
In the next twenty minutes I downed a bottle of water and another bottle of pineapple juice. There were some binders on the shelves and I removed one named ‘Overview’ and sat down to browse through it. The binder contained a table of contents and what looked like dozens of plastic sleeved schematics and pages of text. I leafed through descriptions of electrical and plumbing systems, reports on past contractor performance, information on current custodial staff, specifications of the food preparation equipment and all of the building safety systems. The Byzantine floor layouts were also included, complete with labeled diagrams of the various security systems and door access points. Power supplies for these were indicated, along with failsafe conditions and emergency criteria. Searching for something that could be a physicians office or a nurse’s station, there was an office located on this very floor labeled “Medical.” Examining the map I was able to figure out how I could get there from my current location; provided of course my key card worked.