About 10 or so years ago, there was a period where it seemed like I was always driving through construction zones, and most of the flaggers were attractive women. Several tall leggy blonds, and I specifically remember one younger more petite brunette who was real cute, that I would see nearly every day for about nine months. They all wore the vests, with tight jeans. I don’t know if they were state workers, county, local, or private, but being a closet sexist I wondered how they got their jobs and who hired them.
Not too long ago, there was a full time assistant maintenance worker at my office. A very young and very pretty girl with long full dark brown hair, a nice body, a great ass. She looked plenty feminine, but she seemed comfortable carrying big ladders and other things around as she worked. On one occasion she was changing light bulbs in my area, and I had to sit back and watch her work. Up until last week (a story for another time), she was the only female in my office who ever wore yoga pants without something long to cover it. Often she wore jeans (some tight, some not), or sometimes sweat pants, and I loved walking down the hall behind her and watch that nice young ass jiggle. At least a few times she wore scooping tops, or button tops, that showed the tops of her smaller B cup tits peeking out of her bra. I was sorry to see her go.
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