It was a crisp, warm Monday morning. J.T was settling into his new job quite well. He had been working for a week already and was loving it. This was his new apprenticeship, and he was determined to show the boss, Mr Runie, what he was made of. Runie had already made comments on how impressed he was with some of the work J.T had done within his first week and J.T planned to keep it up. He had ended up in the shit with past employers (often not at his fault) and was trying to keep his 'nose clean' so to speak.
J.T is 19 years old. He measures 5"9 with broad shoulders. He's built and strong. He has light brown, almost blonde hair, and a smile that all the girls at school said was to die for. His blue eyes sparkle like ice on a mountain top and he loves to make a joke. He has a very light hearted and playful personality. His broad built body and six pack are usually masked by loose clothing, his hands are stained with grease as he has always loved working with his hands, cars and mechanics used to be his hobbies. J.T's face is already dirty from the work he's done this morning and he has smeared hand prints on the bottom of his shirt.
Tightening the last bolt, J.T looks up from his project and glances at the digital clock above the entrance to the office. Just before 9 o'clock, he had been here almost an hour now. His gaze moved from the clock down to the door. He wondered who worked in there as he hadn't seen anybody since he started. Just as J.T was turning his head to return to work, he saw something moving past the large open roller door at the entrance of the factory. As a natural instinct, he turned and looked. His jaw dropped as his gaze laid itself upon her. She was slim, shapely and sexy. She seemed to drift along the ground. She wore a black skirt that dropped just past her knees. It was tight around her ass but fell from her thighs. Her white blouse followed her curves. It seemed to tighten around her bust and belly but flair out and sit on her hips. She was boosted up by small black heels and her light brown hair was tied up in a high bun with the morning sun making it glow a goldish blonde. She looked young, no younger than 18 but no older than 21. J.T didn't know exactly, but what he did know was she was hot. In the distance J.T began to hear a beeping sound. The mysteriously beautiful lady disappeared on the other side of the roller door and J.T's eyes were ripped towards the clock. It just hit 9. He looked back at the door, wondering who she was.
"You saw that young girl who just walked past?" J.T heard from behind him. He turned his head and there was Mr Runie.
"Yes I did sir, I was just wondering to myself who she was." J.T replied as he turned around to face him.
"That's Adriana, my Secretary" Runie reported, J.T glanced back at the roller door "And my Granddaughter…" Runie added, with a sly smile. J.T felt his jaw drop even further than what it had when he first saw… Adriana. He turned back around to face Runie. "She takes care of almost everything around here and you will be dealing with her a lot of the time, getting her to make orders and what not, you had better go introduce yourself." So without hesitation J.T headed for the office door.
Still trying to figure out what to say to her, he pushed his way through the office door, went down the short hall and entered the office. Adriana was bent over, fooling around with what looked like her hand bag. J.T could see her skirt had a slight shine to it and that helped accent every curve in her ass. He felt himself start to stiffen, and seeing it as an awkward situation backed out of the office and into the hall. Recomposing himself, and repositioning his boxers so as to hide all tell tale signs of horniness and arousal, he walked around the corner again, this time Adriana was sitting on a chair behind the computer screen. She looked up at him and slightly smiled. Clicking on a few more things, she stood and walked around the front of her desk and stood before J.T.
She had brown eyes and freckles lightly showered her face. J.T never really liked freckles, but they seemed to fit Adriana so well. She was petite in size but perfectly proportioned, her breasts, round and perky, sat proudly on her chest. She had soft plump lips, highlighted with a clear gloss and her eye lashes gave her puppy dog eyes. She looked so sweet and attractive, a lot more beautiful than what he saw at first glance. J.T had to try hard to keep his tongue from rolling out onto the floor.
"Hi! I'm Adriana, the secretary" she said, extending her arm as to offer a hand shake. As J.T went to shake it, he realised his own hand was filthy from working. With a small chuckle and a nervous glance at Adriana, he grabbed the rag attached to his pants and wiped them as clean as he could, then took her hand and smiled.
"My friends call me J.T, I'm the new apprentice… Mr Runie told me to come introduce myself." In saying this, J.T's eyes drifted down from Adriana's and landed on her chest. He noticed he could see her cleavage, and that her breasts were bouncing with every hand shake. He could feel himself getting hard again, and released himself from her grip.
"Well, if there's anything you need, I'm right here. I should be able to take care of it for you." With that comment, she turned and drifted back behind the desk, J.T's hand brushing softly against her ass as she passed him. "But right now," she continued as she sat on her chair "I have some things I need to take down about you, have a seat." She gestured towards the chair opposite hers, on the other side of her desk. As J.T seated himself, Adriana rolled herself on her computer chair to her printer which had just spat out a piece of paper, retrieved it, and rolled back picking up a pen on the way.
"Now…" she breathed, studying the page before her and placing on some reading glasses, "this is all just standard stuff… name, date of birth, address etcetera. Just employee details I keep on my record. If you could be so kind as to fill it out for me…" and she tilted her head, looked into his eyes and smiled as coy and cutely as she could. This time, J.T felt his dick go instantly hard, throbbing with his heart beat which was beating increasingly fast with the thoughts coming to his head. He gawked back into her eyes smiling goofily, took the pen, looked down at the page and began filling it out.
His mind wondered as he wrote. J.T began to question himself about her.
'I wonder if she has a boyfriend. Or what she looks like in a bikini… I wonder what it would be like to…
