CHEATING WITH A CO-WORKER AT A COMPANY PARTY

My name is Holly. In previous stories I described my summer job after graduating high school in upstate New York, and the suck and fuck sessions I enjoyed with my boss, my boyfriend and his brother. Shortly after that summer, I got a job in Buffalo, New York and moved out on my own.

Then I got pregnant, moved back to the town I grew up in, got married to a local real estate broker, and had a second child. Life was generally good, albeit a little boring. Fortunately my mother loved looking after my two kids, which allowed me to get a job and have a little autonomy.

The job I landed was as a counter cashier at a Carroll’s Hamburgers fast food joint, which was a regional business, very similar to the much more popular McDonald’s. I was 28 by then – still an attractive blonde with a rockin’ body – I had big, 36D tits, a narrow waist, and shapely hips. I still turned heads when I entered a room, and I used this to my advantage when I interviewed with the Carroll’s manager for the job. I wore a low-cut top and short skirt, and he couldn’t stop staring at my tits throughout the entire interview. I was hired on the spot.

This particular Carroll’s was a common place for teenagers from the local high school to get their first jobs, so there was always a new crop of juniors and seniors coming through each year. I was one of the few full-time, adult employees, along with the manager, who was only a year older than I was.

About 6 weeks after I started working there, four seniors from the local high school were hired for the summer to man the fry station, cook burgers, and work the counter. One, in particular, caught my eye. His name was Matt – he was a senior who played tight end for the local high school football team. He was a good looking guy, with a nice build and big muscles, but he was also a bit shy, which made me think he didn’t have a lot of experience with girls. This kind of intrigued me, and I found myself flirting with him every day, enjoying the look on his face whenever I found excuses to brush against him with my boobs or pat him on the ass. He clearly enjoyed the attention, and I became a little bolder the longer we worked together. Eventually I was squeezing handfuls of his ass and even grabbing his crotch whenever we passed each other while working.

Our manager and his wife always held a July 4th party at their house each year for all the Carroll’s employees at this location, and some of their friends. This would be the first time I was going, and I was looking forward to it. My husband didn’t really like to go to these types of parties, so I arranged to have him drop me off in the early evening, and then pick me up later that night, when the party was over. I dressed in a low cut halter top, with no bra, and a short linen skirt. My boobs were bouncing and swaying without restraint in this outfit, and I felt sexy as hell as I climbed out of the car and told my husband to pick me up at 1:00 a.m.

It was a fun party right from the start. Watching the younger employees drink and flirt reminded me of how I had been about ten years earlier. As soon as I arrived I found Matt and I could tell immediately that he was new to drinking – he had only had a few rum and cokes and was already getting tipsy.