It has been a week since Gloria and I have had our lunch. We haven't worked any routes close enough to have another lunch. Everyday as I come into work I make it a point to say hi to Gloria and either rub up against her or give her ass a nice pinch. And Gloria responds with pressing back against me. The other employees think nothing of this since they know of my attraction to African-American women. Most of the employees engage in some sort of flirting with each other, but have taken no action such as Gloria and I.
As I check the schedule I see that Gloria and I are assigned to the same routes that we had the previous week when we did lunch. I go over to Gloria and ask if she would like to do lunch again? As I ask her I rub up against her and she can feel my hard cock pressing against her leg.
"Of course" she says.
"OK, don't worry about getting anything because I already see what I want," I say as I stare at her crotch and lip my lips.
"I can't wait."
My cock is almost rock hard now and it is hard to hide it. But I stay in my area and get the mail ready for delivery. Not saying much, but just thinking about getting between Gloria's thighs during lunch.
As we both leave to office to start delivering mail, I say "Same time, same place?"
Gloria leans over and whispers in my ear, "I can't wait, my pussy is so wet right now just thinking about your face being buried between my thighs."
I have a difficult time keeping my mind on my work. It seems as it is taking forever for lunch to come. Finally the time has come and I head toward the hotel. I see Gloria's postal truck already parked there. As I enter the hotel I don't see Gloria. I walk around looking for her.