Part 2 – Zoe
A few months after the above, Kerrie left the company, but she still lived and worked locally and we kept in touch, and continued having lots of sex. Then my employer took on a new van driver and this one was female. Quite tall, say about 5 foot 8, slim, not madly attractive but a nice person. Zoe and I got on as well as any other two co-workers but then on our last working day before Christmas, the company had a bit of a get-together in the office, bit of music, bit of booze, soft lighting etcetera.
Suddenly, as a slow number came on, Zoe dragged me into a dark corner for a smooch, and before I knew what was happening was giving me a huge snog! Our tongues explored each other hungrily, while our hands were all over the place. I resolved to see more of Zoe as soon as we returned after the holidays.
Well with one thing and another, progress was slow, but one day a few months later, Zoe was putting the van away before going home, and I happened to be standing there when she drove in. I opened the van door and helped her down, and she stepped straight into my arms! Out of sight of our colleagues, we stood there and enjoyed a big hug, so I decided it was time to ask her out.
“Well I haven’t got any money so I can’t go out,” she said, “But why don’t you come round this evening?”
When I got to the flat, Zoe’s brother Vic was there as he was shagging her flatmate Pam, but we didn’t see much of them, as first they went out for chips, then soon after getting back they went off to bed, so our cuddling on the sofa quickly turned into something else. It didn’t take me long to find out how much having her nipples sucked and chewed turned Zoe on and it was virtually no time before she’d got out the little camp bed and made it up on the living room floor. Our clothes were soon discarded, and we put the TV off, the lights out, and climbed in.
My fingers eased in and out of her delightfully tight pussy, and danced around her clit, while hers enclosed my throbbing cock. “Wow! You’re massive!” she exclaimed.
“No, I’m not, “ I said modestly. “You’ve just got small hands.”
“I haven’t, they’re huge – look,” she said, holding up what to me seemed like a perfectly normal pair of mitts.
Then she climbed on top of me, took hold of my erection, and gently guided it into her. What followed was really, really good. The bad news was that we only managed to repeat it once, because shortly after that she decided to move back to her hometown, and we lost touch.
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