Midnight Snack

When my boss told me another security officer would be assigned to work the night shift with me, I told him I didn?t need it. I had worked graveyard for the last ten months and could map out the construction site I patrolled blind. It seemed pointless. Plus, I preferred the silence of working alone, but the boss said the foreman felt better knowing another guard would be on duty.Being in my mid-thirties, the thought of training some hotshot wannabe policeman grated me. They?ll probably hire some eighteen-year-old straight out of high school with peach fuzz on his face who?ll spend each night begging me to tell him what it?s like to fuck a woman. Or worse, tell me all about all the pussy he?s been getting. I?d been divorced for two years, the dating scene as deserted as the site at 2am. A month after the conversation with my boss, I got an email to expect the trainee, Ryan, to start on Friday night. Ryan, he already sounds like a tool, I thought.I slammed the driver door to my truck when I arrived for my shift, seeing an identical truck parked at entrance of the trailer. I walked in to make pot of coffee and meet this loser when I came face to face with a woman. Not just any woman, a woman who looked to be in her early-thirties with long white blonde hair in a tight bun at her neck and bright blue eyes, wearing the same navy blued uniform as me. She gave a wide smile, extended out her hand and said ?Hi, I?m Ryan, the new security guard. You must be David.?Ignoring her hand, I snorted. ?You?re Ryan??She seemed confused. ?Yeah.??Did anyone ever tell your parents that?s a stupid name for a girl??She smirked, rolling her eyes. ?Yeah, and you?re David, that?s real original.?A part of me wanted to laugh. Instead, I ignored her, walking past her to the break room, my blood boiling. Not only do they assign another security guard, but a woman? Come on. I was all for the feminism, but what could she possibly do here that would help me? She would probably be like my ex. That woman never stopped talking.?Hey, if you?re just going to hang out in here all night, I?m going to drive around and get a layout of the site,? her voice coming from the break room door.I released a long sigh, tossing my bagged lunch into the refrigerator. I already agreed to do the training. The last thing I needed was for her to complain about unfair treatment. ?Nah, nah, don?t do that alone. I?ll show you around,? I grumbled out, turning around to see that same smirk on her face.?Great,? she replied.I showed her the trailer which held the break room and surveillance room to keep watch on the cameras. Then, I told her about the nightly rounds we?d split, one of us watching the cameras while the other patrolled the site. I skipped over the part where I?d nap in the surveillance room while she was out patrolling.?I?ll take the first four hours patrolling, you?ll take the last four,? I explained, anticipating resistance. Instead, she nodded along and followed me out to the truck. I added, ?Hope you aren?t afraid of the dark.?She furrowed her brow at me as she got in the passenger side, ?You really have a problem with a female security guard, don?t you?? She then revealed a sly smile and along with it, her allure. Sitting in the driver?s seat, I was struck at how her eyes twinkled as she continued, ?Pretty sure I can handle it while you catch up on your beauty sleep.??What is that supposed to mean?? I feigned innocence.?Oh please, who brings a travel pillow to work? I saw it hooked to your gear bag,? she said laughing.There was nothing to do, but laugh along with Üsküdar Escort her. As I drove around the site, motioning to various checkpoints the foreman wanted eyes on, I learned she was a recent transplant to the city after divorcing her husband of five years. ?It was for the best. He just didn?t know how to take care of a woman.? She told me she spent four years in the Air Force before working for different security companies. Sure seemed like she knew how to take care of herself just fine.By the time we returned to the trailer, I began to rethink my attitude on the whole thing. She had a fantastic sense of humor, an easy going demeanor, and a killer body. I noticed when she got out of the truck that the front buttons of her uniform shirt strained to contain the curve of her breasts and her duty belt cinched her tight waist, showing off her assets, the rear pockets molded against her generous ass.I dropped her off to take her first shift in the camera room while I drove around. Her faint scent lingered in the cab of my truck: floral mixed with sandalwood and a hint of sweet musk. Visions of what her body may look like under the uniform tormented me while I drove. I bet her pussy was smooth and seashell pink, glistening with her wetness. When we traded spots after four hours, my fantasies had completely mapped out of her body, from her creamy tits that would fill my cupped hand to her leaking bare pussy to her rounded firm ass. A familiar tingle rested in my balls, but I kept my cock under control, promising a special release at home with my pocket pussy. I couldn?t risk getting caught at work.After Ryan started, I began using it twice a day, cumming once before I left for work and again when I returned. It barely took the edge off. I tried not to leer when she bent forward to retrieve her lunch from the fridge or changed out to her workout clothes at the end of shift, headed to the gym. She continued to tease me about napping on the job, but left me to it and never ratted me out to the boss.One night, I sat in the camera room while she was out. I leaned back in the chair, closing my eyes and inhaling the essence of her scent left in the room. My breathing became measured and deep as I imagined my tongue slipping between the folds on her pussy, tasting her sweet nectar inside. I could feel my cock growing, warmth washing over me as the head became engorged. I gave up any hope of stopping it, giving my mind freedom in the fantasy and my cock permission for rock-hard lust. Within seconds, my swollen cock stretched against the fabric of my pants at the thought of licking her from clit to ass. The tension of the fabric against my raging cock began to annoy me, distracting me from plunging my tongue into her tight little asshole.Before I could reach down to unzip, someone did it for me. My cock sprang free, the cool air hitting my sensitive skin, encouraging the blood to rush along the length in response.* Just as I became acclimated to the air, a pair of warm, soft lips caressed my cock head, following by a wet tongue. I moaned out, shifting my hips forward in my seat, smelling sandalwood and musk in the air. Hands beckoned at my thighs, and her mouth returned to my cock, this time taking my whole length. I brought my hands to her hair, groaning when the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat. She held me there, exerting slight pressure with her tongue, before drawing back and repeating the movement. I could feel the rivulets of saliva dripping down my balls as she pumped my cock in and Üsküdar Escort Bayan out of her mouth with endless deep strokes. Suddenly, she released me all together, my hungry cock hanging in the air, while she gave long, lapping licks to my balls. I growled, twisting my fingers in hair. Precum leaked freely, and when she returned her attention to my cock, I pushed her head down until I could feel her lips at the base of my cock. She moaned, the vibrations buzzing at my balls. Moaning with each thrust, she bobbed her head with increasing speed, her words garbled with my intruding cock. Even still, I could hear her voice heighten, her excitement at my now impending load of cum about to erupt as her throat squeezed at my glans.?David? David? David!! Dude, wake up already,? the woman?s voice said.My eyes snapped open, and I immediately looked down. My erection, still pulsing in the confines of my zipped pants, was highlighted in the dark room by the surveillance computer screens. I scooted forward so my lap was under the desk and looked at Ryan standing in the doorway.?You all right there?? She asked. ?Sounded like you were having quite the dream. Were you snoring or something???Uh, yeah,? I said. ?Aren?t you supposed to be patrolling??She laughed. ?Geez, how long were you out for? It?s almost 6 o?clock. Time to clock out.? With that, she turned around, her perfect ass swaying back and forth to the restroom.I didn?t even make it home. Two minutes into the drive, I pulled off on the side of the road and jerked my cock, using the copious amount of precum as lube. The swift rush of ecstasy provided mere satisfaction.I spent my weekends dreading the physical torture of being around her at work, but by the time the first shift came around, I would pull my truck in the lot, eager to see hers parked in its usual spot.Frustrated with my predicament, I decided I would head back to the trailer early during my patrolling shift one night. Our interactions had become limited to hellos, goodbyes, and the short few minutes between trading positions. I wanted more, needed more of her presence to fuel my addiction.I walked in, my ears instantly picking up her voice coming from the camera room. It was muffled with the door closed, which I found odd because we never kept it closed. I approached, hearing her yell out ?oh my God,? ending in whimpers.I knocked on the door. ?Ryan? Ryan? What?s going on, you ok in there?? Anger began to bubble inside me. I knew those sounds, she was fucking someone, probably some swole fucker she met at the gym. ?Ryan, open up,? I ordered, attempting to turn the handle. It was locked.?Oh, hold on. I?m ok, just hold on, give me a second.? Her voice was breathless and rattled. My jaw clenched as I imagined the stupid look of pride on this asshole?s face when the door opened.The lock unlatched, the door opening to Ryan with a sheepish stare and flushed cheeks. ?Hey, sorry about that,? she said, adjusting her belt around her waist.?Who?s in here with you?? My eyes darted around, my temper raging.She scoffed. ?No one. You really think I?m that stupid??I glared at her. ?Do you think I?m that stupid? I heard you in here.? I moved past her to enter the room, searching it. It was empty, but her sweet musk hung heavy in the air.?Are you happy now? See, I told you, it?s just me.?I took in a calming breath. The anger was replaced with confusion.?Then what were you doing?? I asked, anticipation building in my cock.She flushed again, trying to stifle a wicked smile on her lips. ?I was Escort Üsküdar just, uh, watching a movie.?I grinned. ?A movie, huh? What kind of movie???Look, I get it, I should be watching the cameras, but it?s fucking boring in here?? she started.?No, no. Hell, I sleep in here, you think I?m judging you? I just want to know what kind of movie.?Our eyes locked onto each other, her wicked smile now on full display. ?I?m not telling you.??Oh, come on, that?s no fun. You can tell me,? I said.She shook her head, smiling. ?No way.?My heart beat raced. I wanted to call her out, tell her I knew exactly what she was doing, then tell her how incredibly hot that made me, how I could just fall on my knees right now, rip her pants off and lick the cum clinging to her pussy lips. But I couldn?t take the risk.?All right, all right. Keep your secrets,? I smirked, walking to the break room.She giggled, calling out ?Did you just quote The Lord of the Rings?? as I turned back with a wink.I tried to catch my breath in the break room, my mind reeling at the thought of her masturbating to porn at work. Just the thought sent electricity through my cock, devouring the image of her leaning back in the chair, legs spread, her fingers flicking her clit with abandon. I poured a cup of coffee, attempting to refocus, when she appeared at the door.?I?m headed out to patrol. Can you do me a favor?? She asked, her eyes laser-focused on mine.?Yeah, anything,? I answered.?Promise me you?ll have sweet dreams,? she replied, grinning so wide she bit her bottom lip as it spread across her gorgeous face.Laughing, I nodded and said, ?You got it.?After eating my lunch, I settled down at the desk in the camera room, sipping from my coffee mug, my heavy eyes resistant to the caffeine. I heard my radio beep at my hip, Ryan?s voice coming through the speaker.?David, you there??I keyed the mic, ?Yeah, what?s up???Meant to tell ya, the north gate camera got all fucked up. I can stand on the truck to fix it, just tell me if I have the right angle.?I glanced at the corresponding screen. Sure enough, the camera was pointed straight down at the asphalt instead of out at the driveway.?How the hell did that happen?? I asked.?Beats me. Maybe a fat bird sat on it,? she answered back with a chuckle.The screen began to shake with her hands on the camera. The view maneuvered up as she righted it, her luscious hips and tight waist revealed. She positioned it a little higher, and my eyes fixated on her open uniform shirt. She had unbuttoned the top three buttons, her collarbone and chest illuminated in the infrared lighting of the camera system. Moving herself back, I saw her face as well, eyeing the camera to assess its position. She walked toward it again, leaning forward, the screen jittering while it displayed her tits held in a black lacy bra, the voluptuous mounds pressed together with a shadowy line of cleavage between them. She came even closer to the camera, and I could see her hard nipples outlined against the thin fabric of the bra. Retreating again, her face came back into view, her intent eyes looking through the camera, the slightest smirk on her lips.I saw her grab the radio off her hip. ?How does that look?? She asked as she stepped out of view of the camera.?It looks fantastic,? I answered. Positively mouthwatering, I wanted to add.?Yeah???Absolutely.??All right, then. Enjoy your nap.?Fueled by the testosterone raging in my blood, sleep was the last thing on my mind. I unzipped my pants, reaching for my hardened eight inches of cock. I pumped my fist hard, imagining her riding atop me on the chair, her tits bouncing at my face. I licked my lips at the thought of sucking one of those budding nipples, her hot breath and screams of pleasure at my ear. With a growl and familiar tingle in my balls, I came in seconds, my warm cum dripping down my hand.