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Loving For A Living: Part 1

I have worked for four years in the same office with four people whom I have nearly zero interest in socialising with.

It has been mind-numbing at times, so much that I have seriously considered quitting rather than listening to their idiotic blather. The only reason I haven't quit is that the job is incredibly easy and pays better than most around here. All day long I sit at a computer and proof read military training manuals. Oh, and I also listen to the incessant and moronic chatter of my co-workers.

Recently, however, a significant event occurred that has ensured, at least for the time being, that I never even consider quitting again.

Needless to say, the Iraq war has been a boon for us and so they were forced to hire a new worker to take up some of the slack. I was desperately hoping that the new worker would be someone interesting since the only available spot was next to me. Imagine my absolute delight when the new worker turned out to be an incredibly cute brunette who was stacked to the gills.

Josie isn't exactly what you would term beautiful - she's got noticeably crooked teeth and her eyes are set just a little too far apart for her to quality as actually pretty - but she definitely rates very high on the cute scale. And I think the fact that she wears glasses actually adds to her attractiveness rather than taking away from it.

Within the first hour or two of her arrival, it was obvious that my dreams had been answered. Whenever one of our co-workers would make a particularly inane comment, she'd look at me and roll her eyes or make a face. Within just a few days Josie and I had bonded, having lunch together and making faces at each other. She is also incredibly funny and has the ability to make a comment that is clearly intended to be sarcastic but that manages to go right over the heads of the other idiots.

By Friday I was determined to go ahead and ask her out. Imagine by surprise when she said that she would absolutely love to, but that she was kind of involved with someone. And that by involved, what she really meant was that she'd been living with a guy for almost a year.

Well, I was mostly depressed that weekend, but then I realise that even if things couldn't progress out of the office, at least I still had the enjoyment of talking with her and looking at her spectacular body. Did I mention that Josie has an incredible body? And that all during that first week she wore tight tops and short skirts? It may not be what I wanted, but it was definitely better than things were before Josie arrived.

And besides, just because she was living with some guy now didn't mean it would last forever. If they were that serious about each other, then why not get married?

On Monday Josie showed up as usual, wearing a tight sweater and miniskirt and looking positively scrump-diddily-umptious. She asked me about my weekend and then we set to work.

About a half hour into the day Josie cleared her throat. I intuitively looked over and my jaw dropped. Josie was sitting at her desk typing, her body twisted away so that she seemed to be facing me. Her miniskirt was pulled up and her legs were spread apart and I stared directly up her skirt and at the hairiest pussy I think I've ever seen.

Josie then turned to look at me and smiled.

Contributed by: Tim Sexton 06/10/2006

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