Traci is one of my newest co-workers but she was one of my customers before being hired on.
Traci is a good looking girl about twenty two years old. She stands about five feet five inches tall and weighs about one hundred twenty five pounds. Although she is thin she has kind of a stock look to her. As a member of a fire department Traci has to keep her legs built up and they are very noticeable.
She has a very nice ass which she usually shows off by wearing a pair of tight khaki pants to work.
Traci's tits are nice and are about the size of small cantaloupes. She often shows them off too by wearing a tight navy blue polo shirt as opposed to the navy blue smock many of the other girls would choose to wear. Her face is good looking and she has a pair of pretty piercing blue eyes which she'd always highlights with a dark eye liner.
I hate to toot my own horn but everyone at my job loves me but Traci was the only one who would take an interest in what I was doing. Instead of me going over and talking to her she's always come to be first. Sometimes she'd rest her elbows on the counter and kind of stick her ass out while she talked. I liken her posture to being catlike when she'd do that.
I liked some other co-workers more than Traci but for some reason I'd actually become kind of nervous around her especially when she'd be standing there talking to me like that.
She'd usually walk over and say something along the lines of; 'Watcha up to darlin'?' and I'd nervously answer her.
I think Traci was married, if not married I know for a fact that she had a man and she had a two or three year old child so I don't think she was doing anything other then trying to be friendly.
Just like all of the other co-workers I liked I'd always check Traci out and I'm fairly sure that she has caught me looking over her as she'd be bending over the counter when she talks to me.
I only have one fantasy about Traci and in the fantasy her and I are working together and since she is still new to the job we're both in the middle of having the 'getting to know you' conversations.
We'd go back and forth asking each other various questions and after a while she asks me if I had a girlfriend.
I explain to her that I do not have a girlfriend but I tell her about my good friend Jessie. I tell her that Jessie is the closest thing to a girlfriend I've had but the relationship that her and I have is strange.
Traci asks me what I mean by that and I explain to her that Jessie tells me all the time that she would love to be with me and that she really wants me to fuck her but every time it seems we could finally get together she makes up some kind of reason not to.
Traci asks me if I've ever fucked Jessie before. I tell her that I haven't but I have done some stuff with her. Traci asks me what I did with Jessie so I explain to her that I ate her out and had used a few toys on her.
"I think I'm too specific for Jessie."
I tell her.
"What do you mean by that?"
Traci asks.
I don't want to answer but she begs to know.
I tell her that I think I'm too specific for Jessie because some things turn me on that Jessie doesn't like.
"Like what?"
Traci asks.
I tell her that I like seeing women with cum all over their faces.
"And Jessie won't let you do that?"
Traci asks.
I tell her that Jessie keeps telling me that she would let me cum on her face but if it really came down to it I don't think she'd really let me.
"Well that's not so bad."
Traci tells me.
She pauses for a moment then looks at me.
"I'd let you do that."
She says.
"Really?" I ask her thinking she is joking around.
Traci tells me she wants to hear more about the time Jessie and I messed around.
I tell Traci the entire story and wait for her reaction.
"She didn't even give you a blowjob?"
Traci asks.
"Nope."