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Subject: {ASSM} RP - Rochelle , Chapter 1 by Limnophile (food , smoking , tease , no sex yet)
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Rochelle - first story by Limnophile
Chapter 1 - revised and reformatted

The usual warnings about adult stories apply : if you are under 21 , if you 
would be offended by reading a sexually explicit story, or you it would be 
illegal for you to download or read; please stop now.

The first chapter of this story is freely granted to the public domain.
Chapers 2 and beyond are property of the author , and may only be stored , 
copied , printed , or posted if the author is properly credited and the 
story and this notice are left intact.

Story codes which apply to chapter 1 :  MF , tease , smoking , food , no sex 
yet

Future chapters are likely to include the above, plus : MF , MFF , FF , oral 
, mild d/s , mild b/d , anal , limnophilia

Now on with the story :

Chapter 1

     I'd been working at the factory a couple of years, doing the same 
routine every day. Get to work at 7am , put the same eight bolts in the same 
place on 200 engines, go outside for lunch and a smoke, put the same eight 
bolts in another 200 engines, go home, rinse and repeat ...

     Until the day Rochelle came into my life.

     On what started as another boring day, I went out to have lunch and saw 
the most gorgeous thing...

     A beautiful blonde around 25 with an unlit cigarette held between her 
luscious lips, leaning forward to pick up her lighter off the ground. I 
could see down the top of her blouse! My mouth hung open for a few seconds 
as I admired her nicely rounded breasts, neatly supported by her lacy black 
bra. My eyes travelled downward and saw the sexy pantyhose wrapping her 
long, silky smooth legs.

     She looked up at me and I glanced away, too late. She caught me 
staring.

     I gulped in embarrassment as she smiled and lit her cigarette. Luckily 
for me, someone handed her a file and asked a question, rescuing me from an 
extremely awkward moment. I was glad the picnic table I was sitting at hid 
the tent forming in my pants as I stole a few glances at the dainty, 
feminine way she smoked.

     The next couple of weeks went by in about the same way. I would go have 
lunch, watching the way the wind blew her curly blonde hair, sneak a peek at 
her legs, or imagine the cleavage barely concealed by her blouse. Sometimes 
she would notice me looking and smile.

     One day she brought a banana for lunch. I nearly died, as she licked 
the banana and ate it sssllloooowwwwwllly . She winked, as she watched me 
squirm in my seat.

     The next morning there was a note on my timecard, I was to report to 
the insurance office. I was a little confused, since I hadn't been to the 
doctor lately. I walked to the office and asked a lady what was going on. 
She told me to have a seat in the next room, and Rochelle would be in soon.

     I didn't mind waiting a little while, the leather chairs were much 
nicer than standing at the assembly line. My jaw nearly hit the floor when 
Rochelle walked in, closed the door, and lightly rested her neatly manicured 
fingers on my shoulder. She was the pretty blonde who had been teasing me at 
lunchtime!


     "You're probably wondering why you're here, aren't you ?" I nodded, and 
managed to croak out "Uh , yes ".

     "Most of your paperwork is in order, but someone lost a page from your 
file. I need you to fill out this insurance form."

     I was relieved. I had thought she was upset about me watching her, and 
I was in trouble...

     She handed me the form and a pen. I filled out the usual - name, 
address, occupation, length of employment.

     As I wrote, she told me her situation. She was married, and would never 
do anything to hurt her husband. She enjoyed our little "game" at lunch to 
give her some inspiration at home. I watched her hips sway as I came up with 
the brilliant response, " games can be cool ."

     I handed her the form, and she put it in my file. On top of another 
form just like it !

     I interjected, " Hey !" and pointed to the duplicate form. She cutely 
shrugged and said "I had to get you here somehow."

     She put the file in the bottom drawer, leaning over much more than 
needed. She grinned as she turned and "caught" me staring at her pretty legs 
and firm, round butt.

     As she opened the door, she looked at me with her deep blue eyes and 
said "Keep the pen. If you're a good boy at lunch, I'll tell you where it 
was last night."


End of Rochelle , chapter 1 - revised and reformatted

Comments are welcome. To contact the author, post a message to 
alt.sex.stories.d with the name " Limnophile " in the subject line, or 
remove the second letter of the alphabet five times to email : 
blimnophileb@bcharterb.bnet

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