Chapter 538 The Fast Food Worker: 1

• It was just another summer day. And it was lunch time. And I had to get out of the office away from my boring job. But, let's face it - my lunch hours were usually just as boring as my work. Little did I know that today everything would change.
• I put my files and working papers away in the file drawer, as I had been instructed to keep them away from any prying eyes from the nearby cubicles. I logged out of my computer and locked the keyboard, and pushed myself away from the desk, leaned back and stretched.
• I swiveled in my chair and glanced across the aisle at Shannon - her of shoulder length brown hair, perfectly groomed except for that single strand that seemed to always find its way to the front of her glasses. Blue eyes, perfect nose, full lips with just the right amount of color. Soft, kissable neck and from there down, simply a perfect body. Today she wore her patented sleeveless, tight blouse which, as usual, was struggling to contain her chest. All the men in the company dreamed of getting into that blouse and under that bra and sucking, what had to be, a glorious set of tits. Her long, tanned legs always appeared from under a short, tight skirt and today was no exception. She usually wore black pumps.