Erotic Story:
Mailroom Job
     It was a drag job. The guys were mostly fuckoff types who didn't care what kind of job they did. I was more ambitious using the opportunity to make contacts in the hopes that a better job would happen for me.
     My supervisor kept calling me a kissass and giving me the shit shifts so I had little opportunity to meet some of the executives in the company, but I was determined to make it work.  It was one night shift that gave me that opportunity. I had cleaned up the mail room and was touring the offices to restock all the Xerox supplies when I saw a light on in an office.   I made sure I stopped by and saw one of the managers working at his desk. We made a little conversation at first and I offered to get him some coffee and sandwich from down the street. He was pleasant and offered to buy me a sandwich too.
     I went back to the mail room and stripped off my tee shirt and underwear and put my jeans and shirt back on. While I was anxious to move up in the company, I was horny too and this guy was a turn on.  He was beefy, curly hair, clean shaven, wore glasses to read, deep voice and his eyes...god those eyes.
     During our chatting, his eyes kept looking me over and lingered on my crotch. I wished I hadn't worn underwear that night so I could see if he was really interested.
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