"Damn, what an ass," Chris said as the cleaning girl walked by. He was leaning over looking around the assembly line as she twisted her fine ass on by. I had noticed her. I mean goddamn, who couldn't notice her. She was about 5' 6'' tall, dark hair and dark skin. Her tits looked to be about 34c's, nice and jiggly, but it was her ass that made all the guys look twice.
I looked at Chris and said, "Damn, dude, is that all you think about?"
Chris laughed and said, "No, I think about the office girls, too."
Chris and myself had been working together for about six months at a new auto assembly plant, and Chris was always looking at the ladies. He was married, but never missed an opportunity to check out a nice piece of ass.
I on the other hand, never let on that I noticed other women, but I definitely did. I have been married for twenty years and have never cheated on my wife. The cleaning girl had caught my eye before many times, and I have thought how nice it would be to get my hands on that fine ass of hers.
My name is Joe and I have always had an eye for her type of woman...kinda wild with a bit of a slutty side. My wife used to be kind of like that, but time had changed her. She was really not into sex much anymore, and when we did do it, it was very boring. She never seems interested. I have a very high sex drive, so I find my ways to get off...and I have blew my load many times thinking about what it would be like to fuck the cleaning girl.
"I wonder what her damn name is?" asked Chris.
"I don't know," I replied. "Are you interested?"
"If I was a single man I sure would be," said Chris.
"Get back to work and quit dreaming," I laughed.
Chris just laughed, too, and went on about his work. I went back about my job also, but couldn't stop thinking about the cleaning girl. She looked damn fine in those warm up pants today. She usually wore tight jeans, but today she had on warm up pants, and they were a little looser, but still damn fine. She would walk by our work area on her way to clean the restrooms in the back of the plant. She always had those earphones in listening to music on her ipod, pushing her cleaning cart. She couldn't have been over 25, and no one seemed to know her name.
While she was cleaning the restrooms, she would always prop open the door to let everyone know she was in there, so no one would walk in and fall if the floor was wet from mopping, or whatever the case may be. Some of the guys would complain about how long it took her to clean. They would say she was just in there goofing off, or listening to music on her ipod.
If things were a little slow, and I had time, I would always walk over that way to see if I could catch a better glimpse of her through the door. There were vending machines by the restrooms and a water fountain, so I would act like I was looking for something to eat, or getting water.
This particular day, I had plenty of time. The line was down for maintenance, so I made my way over to the vending machines and started trying to get a look in the partially open men's room door. I tried every angle but because of the partition wall, I couldn't see anything, so I moved a little closer to the door. I thought to myself, what if I just walked in and peeked around the partition wall. Maybe I could get a better look. I turned and looked around the area. No one was around at the moment. I could just slip in, get a quick look, and slip back out.
I moved towards the door and opened it slowly, letting it close back against the cleaning cart that held it partially open and peeked around the partition wall.
What I saw then instantly made my dick stir in my pants. The cleaning girl was bent over with one hand on her knee to help support herself, cleaning the side of the sink. She was wiping it with a rag, and as she cleaned it, her ass was moving in slow circles, back and forth.
My eyes were focused on her ass as my dick started to grow. She had her earphones in and had no idea that I was behind her. I moved all the way around the partition wall to get a better look. My dick was bulging in my pants at the site of her fine ass moving back and forth.
Then, she stopped rubbing the sink and stood straight up, threw her arms out and said, "Low, low, low, low," as she moved her whole body down. She was listening to music and was really into it. When she moved down she shook her ass a little and then went back to rubbing the sink.
I noticed that she was over just far enough to the left of the sink where she couldn't see me in the mirror, so I moved a little closer. As she bent over, I could see a sliver of her black thong peeking out from her gray warm up pants. My dick was throbbing by now. She had no idea that I was even there. I moved closer till I was right behind her. She was still listening to her ipod and swaying a little from side to side as she cleaned. I moved my hand outward toward her ass. I stopped just for a split second and thought to myself, "I am a married man. What am I doing?" Then the bulge in my pants took over and made me forget all about my wife. I moved my hand forward again and placed it on her right hip.
She stopped moving and just stood there. I slowly moved my hand down to her right ass cheek and squeezed it gently. She still just stood there, never looking back, never turning around. She raised up just a little and one of the earphones fell out of her right ear. I placed my other hand on her left ass cheek, and still the same response from her. Nothing. She looked straight ahead, never looking back.
I moved in closer to her rubbing my still restrained hard cock against her ass.
Then she spoke. Without looking back she said, "What in the hell do you think you are doing?"
I didn't reply. I just stood there moving my rock hard dick all over her ass while holding her hips.