The first time I ever saw Kevin, I was picking up some materials from the supply store that were needed at a job site. My job required that I occasionally run extra materials to the construction crews if they ran short during the day. I don't mind being outdoors. Some women prefer the office environment, but I like the wide-open spaces, and the freedom to take the occasional truck ride to a job site.
I'm used to being ogled and leered at. My slight 5' 5" height, long blond hair, hazel eyes, and 36" chest, combined with the form-fitting clothes I prefer, set me apart from the other working girls. I don't mind showing off my body, and I can take care of myself among the "boys club" of construction workers. So when my boss said, "Jenny, run to the supply depot and pick up this list of stuff, and get it to the Grover Street project, pronto," I jumped up with anticipation and rolled out in the longbed Chevy.
The man who loaded the planks into my pickup truck was new. I noticed his big, broad shoulders as he heaved the wood into my truck. As I watched him lift and lay the boards, he would look my way. When he did, I saw that his eyes were sky blue and crystal clear, the brightest I had ever seen. When he smiled at me as he handed me the sign-out paperwork for my signature, I felt like I could melt into his arms. He introduced himself as Kevin, and we briefly exchanged small talk about the project and how we liked our jobs. He made me as nervous as a schoolgirl as we talked. Fumbling with the clipboard, I managed to sign my name and hand it back to him.
Kevin said, "Thank you. I hope I'll see you again, Jenny."
"I can't wait, Kevin. Really!" I was giddy with anticipation. As I left, I felt his eyes on the back of my head, so I waved back, hoping that I could return soon. What a hunk! He had me shivering with the thought of being closer to him. I was getting wet just fantasizing about him, his broad shoulders, tight butt, and killer smile. By my body's reaction, I knew that he was different from all the other Joes I've known.
When I got back to the office, I asked my friend Christy if she had seen him. "Oh, yes! He's quite a hunk, isn't he? I think he just moved here from Arizona or someplace out west. Are you checking him out, Jen?"
"I'm in the market for some of that kind of meat, for sure!" I replied.
Christy said, "Well, here's hoping there's enough to go around!" We giggled as close girlfriends do.
A week later, Kevin stopped by my office. Most of the staff had left for the weekend, and several of us were winding down from a long workweek. I was chatting with Christy when I felt someone watching me. He had come in the back door, so I didn't see him at first. When I turned around, Kevin was staring into my eyes. We locked eyes, and it was like I was reading his mind. He wanted me as bad as I wanted him. He winked at me, as if to say, "Follow me," and headed for the bathroom. I excused myself a minute later, saying I needed to "use the restroom" myself. As I entered the bathroom, he was waiting for me.
He shut the door behind me and pulled me close to him, locking his eyes with mine in that deep beautiful stare of his. We kissed deeply and passionately, like long parted lovers, rather than as strangers. It felt so right! Our tongues moved around each other. He gently bit and sucked on my lower lip. Oh, god, I felt myself getting wet! His manly scent permeated the small room. His sleeveless tee shirt exposed his tanned biceps. I had to look up at him as he towered over me in his boots. He bent me backwards in his embrace, as I was swept away into my private fantasy come true!
He was so fucking hot; I couldn't wait to feel his beautiful cock inside of me. Kevin raised his arms and bent over slightly as I pulled his shirt up and off. He helped me take mine off. Then he unhooked my bra, letting my 36D tits free from their restraint.
