You can chit chat on your own time, when you're here I own you and it's company time, UNDERSTAND?!!
Yes, Mr Warner.
After that day old man Warner kept sending poor Terry on delivery runs, the ones farthest from the store, so he'd be gone most of the day. The old creep would sneak up behind Bobbi and put his arms around hur waist or pretend to reach for something behind her. He really made hur sick.
One very hot day, Bobbi was again working in the warehouse and she thought she heard a noise from behind some crates. She went over to investigate.
Hello, is someone there?
There was no response. She walked over and looked behind a row of crates and caught old man Warner jacking off back there.
She couldn't hold back hur response, "Ew! What are you doing you old creep!"
He had his half flaccid penis out and was in the middle of ejaculating. A tiny gob of cum dribbled from his cock onto the floor.
Oh fuck! You'd better not tell anyone about this you little slut, you, you made me do this, it's your fault.
Bobbi was in shock and didn't know how to respond at first. Then, thinking quickly, she took out her cell phone and snapped a picture. Click. On the screen appeared a perfect shot of the old man with his disgusting penis in his hand and the other hand shaking a fist at the camera.
Oh, I'll tell everyone in town if you don't do what I say from now on you fucking bastard!
Bobbi made the old prick go work in the warehouse during the hottest part of the day while she worked inside with cute Terry. Bobbi often pretended to need a boxes up high and would climb up the ladder so Terry could see up hur skirt.
One time she looked down and caught Terry staring up at hur cute pink panties. He didn't even see hur looking at him he was so fixed on the view up hur skirt. Bobbi pretended to fall and Terry caught hur in his big strong arms.
Oh, you saved me! You deserve a reward.
Bobbi gave Terry a little peck on the cheek.
Is that all I get? He said as he put hur down.
Naughty boy, I know what you're thinking.
No, I wasn't!
Then why is there a bulge in your pants?
Terry's face was bright red as he hung his head down.
Besides, I saw you trying to get a peek at my panties. If you wanted to see them, all you had to do was ask silly.
Bobbi put one of hur feet up on a box and slowly raised hur mini skirt until the top of hur stocking was exposed.
Like what you see Terry?
He just nodded his head, unable to speak.
Well, if you're a gentleman and can wait for me, maybe you can see more someday.
Terry couldn't see the huge smile on hur face as Bobbi turned and walked away leaving him with a hard on at work.
After that day, Bobbi would always tease poor Terry at work, showing him hur legs or a bra strap would fall down hur soft shoulder and very occasionally a panty peek. Bobbi pretended not to be doing it on purpose. She knew Terry must have been going crazy with lust.
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