This adventure is about returning to the same laboratory summer job while in college in the late 1970's.
After the high school summer holiday started, some senior high school students were hired as laboratory assistants. They helped regular staff and senior college students with simple procedures and collecting used glass wares to the washing stations.
One tall thin girl in particular attracted my attention. Blond, 5'9'' with an attractive smile. Her biggest feature was her DD bosom that couldn't be hidden even under the loose lab coat. She was assigned to the area that included my workstation. She was trained to collect glass wares and operate the wash station. I enjoyed her help and always expressed my appreciation when she collected and returned my glass wares. She always smiled back. I learned that she finished Grade 12 when we chatted during breaks.
Karen was efficient and worked hard. After a month, the supervisor asked her to learn some tests that might help her career goal. She requested and was then assigned to help me part time! I of course enjoyed the help and her company as I was already bored with the same tests that I had been doing for two summers. I found out she took a bus along my route so I began picking her up and dropping her off. Those gigantic tits were just too attractive and tempting!
Every Friday the staff went to a local bar for after work drinks. I usually joined them since my sweetheart went to Asia touring for the summer. One Friday after work I was walking towards my car when a voice behind me said, 'Can I join?'
I turned and saw Karen smiling. 'Of course!' I said without thinking. In the bar we sat down in the usual large space almost reserved for us regulars. The waiter took our orders.
He stared at Karen. 'Could I see your ID, Miss?'
She turned red and mumbled yes. She showed her ID and he said to her: 'You have to leave.'
She got up and turned to me 'Coming?' I came out of my shock and took her out of the bar. She certainly looked mature enough but I never thought about the local legal drinking age of 19!
After I let her inside the car. I asked her: 'Should I take you home?'
'No, just drive!' I drove to water front nearby and parked facing the water.
Her tears were flowing down. I put my arm around her shoulder and kissed her cheek softly. 'It's ok. I am sorry I didn't think of the legal drinking age.'
She said nothing but more tears came. She started sobbing. I didn't know what to do and started rubbing her shoulder and back. I rubbed all over her back and reached below her waist. She sat up soon as I reached her buns accidentally. I noticed her breath fastened as I rubbed lower down and kissed her cheek again. I felt her body tightened as I reached the crack between her very firm buns. She turned and our lips touched and locked together. My tongue reached inside.