Night Out Hookup: From Strangers To Coworkers ♕

A Chance Encounter

Orientation at the new job went great and I decided that I would go out to celebrate. Maybe even find a night out hookup to take home. A bar I knew had a thirsty Thursday special all-you-can-drink rail mixers. The bartenders know me. Came walking in and the bartender immediately started pouring me a beer.  A random stranger looked at the bartender as they were pouring the shot and told him-the shot is on me.

Glancing at him, he was not the normal man I would be interested in. The average height is a little thin and has a mullet. Taking the seat next to him; he smiled and commented he had never watched anyone down a beer that quickly. Turning to him I informed him I was thirsty and celebrating the new job I just had orientation for that day and start Monday afternoon’s second shift. As the night progressed I became more interested in him his wit, his ability to play a damn fine game of pool, plus his ability to make me laugh.

A Shocking Surprise To My Night Out Hookup

I returned Friday and Saturday night to see him again. John came back just to see me and talk again with me. Monday I reported to work and I was introduced to my supervisor and my jaw dropped. John was my supervisor and my night-out hookup! The possibilities came to me of how much fun we could have inside and outside of work. It was a hot summer and we had to wear long sleeves. It didn’t take long until I was used to the guys I worked with and started unbuttoning their shirts to wear it was tucked into their pants. Sleeves were rolled up, the semi doors opened to allow a draft.

Looking around I commented on the men about the double standard that they could walk around with their shirts wide open and I, the only female, in the department couldn’t. To say the least, all the men agreed they wouldn’t argue if I choose to walk around with my shirt wide open as well. My Supervisor, John, shook his head and said we are equal opportunity here.

Meeting up with John after work became a nightly occurrence. We would laugh, joke, play pool, and drink. One night about two months after meeting, he asked me back to his place. Wanting to know if I would be interested in seeing if we could have some fun inside and outside of work. Interested was definitely what I was thinking. As we entered his place, the lights came on and we walked to the kitchen to get a drink.

Energizer Bunny That Keeps Going

Taking off his shirt as he walked to the kitchen, I followed and took mine off. Poured two shots and we each grabbed a beer. Sitting on the kitchen table I planted a foot on each side of him. Looking at the bottle of Wild Turkey I asked him if he wanted to take a belly shot off of me. Grinning he nodded. Warning me that I was going to be in for a long night. Little did I know how long of a night was coming.

Yanking me down onto his lap, my tits pressing into his chest. His mouth captured mine in a searing steamy kiss. My fingers threaded into his hair pulling him closer. Standing never breaking from our kiss we finished undressing, as we climbed onto the kitchen table, slamming into the walls. Breaking the couch in the living room, busting through the French doors. Mouths devour every inch of our bodies. Sixty-nine was the tamest we got for the next eighteen hours of divine sex. Orgasm on top of orgasm until I was barely able to stand. We took a few hours to sleep on the broken bed before waking up and doing it all again.

He Can’t Keep His Hands Off Of Me

Monday as I walked into work, John called me into his office and pulled the blinds down. John bent me over the desk, slipping into me from behind. Gasping as he pulled my head back and nipped at my neck. We came hard and fast there and I knew I had never met anyone with so much energy and stamina. He was my energizer bunny. Someone that I would have many more passionate nights with and long days at work with for my boss now ruled me in more than one way. Who would have thought a night-out hookup would end up like this?