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yaturtle

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my character Bob Opedic is an older guy working for a large company .
he is bored with his marriage and home life. He ends up volunteering his
time making and serving food for local food pantries helping the community
for his company. This is were he meets you. Your name age background etc.
is all up to you. After work now and then we go out for a drink or coffee.
He is very easy going a good listener all around good guy. You develop
a strong attraction for him . And he doesn't know. The problem is he is still not the nameless faceless man in your dreams. The one who dominates, restrains,teases you with toys, and makes you Jill off at night. He can be, but you will have to show him the way.
 
Aimee Zweig, 20

Honestly, most of the time it was a drag, the things my Parole Officer assigned me too, most time I also had a choice. This time she told about this volunteering opportunity, right in my neighbourhood, so I jumped on it, since it was close to home.

Ever since getting out, I just haven't been with any men, actually I don't associate with many, not
because I don't want to, just because they're not available. I'm hoping that finally I can meet men,
and get back into the swing of things.

I was concerned, that maybe my tats and piercings maybe a turnoff.
It was going to be a hot day, just wore my sneakers, jean frayed old jean shorts and an old t-shirt, off one shoulder, exposing my midriff and thus my 4 navel rings.
At my height and size, some people have asked if they were children's clothes...
 
This was my second month volunteering for the city central food bank.
When i first got here i was just a pair of hands helping load, and unload donated food that came into the building for three hours or so .

Now i supervise the crew on Mondays and sometimes Tuesdays.
They are a good group from all walks of life and, they all have their own reasons for pitching in to feed the hungry.

The trick is to appreciate them and utilize the strengths and skills they walked in with.
It's mostly warehouse and delivery work . You don't need a doctorate. But organizational skills or training on fork lifts or driving small trucks helps.
Safety training or knowledge in food handling helps as well.
Today as i did my usual walk around to check on everybody, i passed through the packaging area. There i spotted a tiny girl in cut off shorts bent way over trying to pull out one of the storage bins. I have to admit my first thought was what a beautiful butt. However my training kicked in an i yelled stop!
She spun around a little shaken up at being yelled at.
As i approached her i said
"sorry to startle you but , what you were doing would most likely get you hurt.
These bins can be packed anywhere from fifty to as much as three hundred pounds."
I'm Bob by the way .You must be new.
 
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When I was ready to leave, I realized I had no elastic to tie my red wavy hair back, but I wasn't going to let that get in the way of getting there on time. However; the place was abuzz, with orientation sessions, health and safety session, all in non A/C rooms. I wouldn't say the place was disorganized, but a lot of people, and some nice women helped me out, telling what to fill out
in forms, where to get gear for working, asundry stuff.

I just chipped in where I could, if someone asked me to do something, or if they needed help, helped. I found the work to be the best part of the days, meeting with people, talking with some a little, I was feeling pretty positive, but hot and sweaty, drank lots of water. The cut off jeans and mini-halter crop top, were perfect for the conditions. Didn't care about the exposure of my piercings and tats.

I did get discouraged, when I was asked to move bins onto palettes to be taken elsewhere, All of the bins were significant in weight, then all over a sudden I hear a "Stop!" I was kind of shocked as no one had really raised their voice at all, I spun around, and after just an imperceptible moment, this attractive man, told me, that it was unsafe for me alone to move these bins.

He introduced himself as Bob, and a raised my hand up to him, from my under 5'2" frame, shaking hands, saying it was nice to to meet him. However, just like all men, he seemed to
check me out, but surreptitiously. Its nothing new, all kinds of people seems to be interested in my body art and having a 36DD (I think the sports bra compresses them) chest. He also seemed to check out that my armpit was shaved as I shook his hand.

I looked back at him, with my green eyes, "Yes, thanks, I was hoping to leave here without a hernia" Laughing. "I'm Aimee, by the way, and it is day one for me. Great to be here"
 
When she spun around to face me I found myself looking down into some mesmerizing
green eyes. She introduced herself as Aimee with a handshake and said it was her first day here.
"glad to have you Aimee . I don't normally bark like that but it's part of my job to keep our volunteers of the injured reserve list"
Almost a foot taller than her it was effort to focus on her eyes and not look further south
at her ample cleavage and beyond.

"We have special equipment and tools to move everything in here so you don't have to do it manually." My office is right around the corner if you have questions or need help of any kind. I will send somebody right over to move this for you in a minute."

As i walked back to my office i couldn't help but think she probably makes some young buck or girlfriend for that matter, a very happy camper when she goes home. Ah to be young again. God i miss that part of my life.

[ in my office ]
Billy go see the new girl in packing. Her name is Aimee. Take a floor jack and move a bin for her. And Billy i have two more trucks due in shortly so don't dawdle around
chatting up the eye candy .
 
Its all hands on deck for the lunch rush, but afterwards, when traffic gets light, we can go in shifts for lunch ourselves. I took the time to relax while eating, even slipping off my shoes and flexing my feet, showing off the black nail polish.

I was a nice peaceful, in a place which is usually packed, but a good thing was that the day was
more than half over, and I got to meet the shift manager, and he seemed nice. I just have to
prep for dinner service, and go home with a day under my belt.

I just recline back on the seat, just enjoying my lunch, alone.
 
I had just dropped of all my paperwork to the office early and was in a good mood. Taking my usual shortcut through the employee lunch room i spot our newbie girl stretched out across the bench seat with her bare feet over the end. I can't help myself so i sit down next to her. "wow Aimee that must be some awesome lunch if it makes you wiggle your toes like that".

With a wink "looks like your enjoying your first day anyway. I am going to finish up
and head out. I will see you if your on tomorrow" With a wave i begin leaving for my office.
 
"Hey, you're here now, I have a little more time left, do you want to have a little chat"
"Just to get to know someone here, why not the Bossman? Unless you do have some
major other boss things to do"

"As far as the lunch goes, the cooks here are REALLY good, I'm surprised since en masse
food is usually pretty plain, and sometimes horrible quality...I can tell you about that :)

"...or if you want we can talk another time, more in private, so no one things there is some
hanky-panky going around."
 
Sitting back down.
"hanky-panky oh no not that. I have been through so many sexual harassment courses i should have a doctorate by now." I don't have anything pressing today.
Just my afternoon routine making sure everything is good to go in the am.

So tell me about you. How did you find us? Do think you will like it here?
I mean overall i think we have a pretty good bunch. Most of the time we get along very well and do a good job. Sometimes we even get together after work.
 
I heard the questions, and I knew the answer may shock him, so I just decided for him and give him a double shot of shock:

"First off the first question you want ed to ask is, Yes, they're real..." Laughs

"I didn't find you, my Parole officer did-she has to find appropriate things to keep me
busy I suppose, in terms of liking it, better to ask me a a few weeks, don't you think?"

As I speak, you can't help but to notice, that I had not one, but two tongue studs embedded
in my tongue, can almost feel you transfixed by them as we speak.

"Maybe one of those nights, I can drop by, maybe I can get to know the rest of the co-workers
better, I would love that, but as I was saying, the environment is good, the people seem good
and safe.....the best part about working here, is that I live just 3 blocks away.

What about you and your life, what do you do, when not managing this?
 
I can feel my face turning red with embarrassment and i hadn't done a thing. "Well well well I guess there is a first for everything. I have never had a women just up and blurt out any information about her boobs. While i freely admit the are impressive fake never even crossed my mind.
I have worked with numerous parolees and a number of guys that should have been,but never a young lady.
Myself i have had a number of careers however currently i am a retired operations manager for a wholesale food conglomerate. But i still do a lot of consultant work. And i do some work at a yacht club were i keep my boat.
As long as were being candid. A nail polish to match those pretty eyes would be so sexy.
and... um... i think you still have some lunch stuck on those things in your tongue."
 
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"A yacht....wow, sounds very exciting indeed"

"In terms of my nails, I decided to strip them down, since I would be working here, but I usually
only paint them black.....unless that is an order, Sir?" *laughing*

"If I did, you know they would just get chipped again, I would need a sugar-someone, just for the upkeep"

"Is there anyone at home for you, married, kids, you haven't mentioned that at all....people usually
like to talk about their families, unless there is nothing to say--you can also just say that you're
not comfortable talking about his with an ex-con" *laughing again*
 
smiling " it's a good size boat. a yacht is another classification. You might think of it as a nice apartment with engines to push it around the harbor. The best part is the secluded dock I'm on. Very peaceful and quite.The sound of the ocean rocks me to sleep at night. Hell this time of year i can go skinny dipping in the moonlight and no one would know. To answer your question my kids are long gone and...well lets just say i stay on the boat a lot. So how did you get yourself in hot water in the first place? unless that's something you don't want to discuss ... i would understand.
 
"Well, still that's cool that you live on a boat in a nice secluded part, in fact kind of lucky.

When I go to the nude beach its always so packed, I just went since I read that the regular
beaches are even more packed."

"Hmmm....what can I say about my issues, I guess I fell into a bad crowd, and one thing lead
to another, and I got caught. I was a drug dealer basicially, not a king pin by any stretch, just
had friends, who were going to parties and wanted something a bit extra. Then some parents
wanted some stuff as well...and eventually. I was caught and arrested."

"Luckily I had a good attorney and with my good marks, I only had a small sentence, when that
was all over, I decided to cut ties, with that crowd, and got permission to move to another state,
and continue penal services here"

"Another factor was that I had a best friend throughout high school, and eventually she said she
was just my friend because she wanted to 'destroy my pussy', don't get me wrong I'm all for that
but, to be my friend JUST because of that...its little bit weird, to say the least"

"to be fully honest, the only I missed a bit, is some pot at times, but I would be back in an orange jump suit, so fast..."
 
Oh my god . I've been shocked for the second time in a five minute conversation.This one is a real firecracker in a small package. Get real bob she's very young and got trouble for you written all over her. And she just so much as said she's a lesbian. I'm thinking i should distance myself from this one and stay out of trouble. I'll just tell her it's time for us both to get back to work, and exit stage left. But when i opened my mouth what i said was.


"Well not to worry there will be other girls. Maybe you could come for lobster rolls and wine on the boat. If you bring a date you can both skinny dip in the moonlight,and make an old man smile from ear to ear."
"well i gotta go and so do you. Give it some thought. Oh... um can you swim?"
 
It was now my turn to be shocked. I couldn't believe this olderman was actually, asking on a skinny dipping date!

"Look, I've had my fill of women for now, in fact there are quite a few working here, and not
too many men. Plus not having been here long, I guess I could use a friend, a man...and someone who knows the ins and outs here-so I fully accept"

"you'll have to pick me up, as I don't have any wheels and from the description, it sounds like
a bus won't get out there. I just live in a building 3 blocks from here, I'll give you the address, when its closer to the time"

"Shhhh on the drinking thing, I'm not 21 yet, and if my PO gets wind of this...I won't be here.
If you really don't want me to know where, I live, you could always blindfold me" Giggling at
the last comment, just giving him a hint, of 'was that serous or not'

"I can swim quite well, but I'm better at the tnning or burning part" Laughing out loud.
 
Well that didn't take long to decide. It's only about fifteen minutes from here ,but your right you can't get there by bus.So I'll collect you Friday night at eight then.Leave room for lobster rolls. You won't need to bring anything else i should have it all on the boat.Except a blindfold i don't think i own one. Now get back to work slacker . I turn to leave laughing as i go.
 
Why did I even mention tanning when this was going to be an evening thing? *smacks head*

The rest of the week, was kind of a blur, the work was getting better, as I got a bit more challenging tasks. Getting to know a few more people, still a bit shocked at how many people
needed our services.

Bob and I talked, but usually with groups of other co-workers, and always gave off this dispassionate vibe, so much so that I'm sure the date was just a lark, or so I thought. In private
he said he was super excited, I wonder if he more excited than me, since I would go home every night, and think about what could happen, I wondered if he was jerking off to it, as I jilled off. I did
think about bikinis, but remembered the evening thing, and pondered what to wear.

The shift on Friday went a little longer than usual, and I think it was because Bob left early to run some errands, the tone of the work just fell a little, but I attributed to it being a Friday. As I was closing up a friendly guy named Tim, approached me-he was usually easy going, but he seemed nervous this time.

"So ummm, Aimee, I heard you live around here, right?"
"hmmm.....Maybe...."
"Look I got this for you, for some protection, and I added a little extra fun for you"
He handed over to me a heavy package in a plastic bag, all the while looking around,
and then scurried off.

I closed up and went hope to get ready for tonight, but what did Tim get me. I opened
the package and wrapped a loaded, but safety on gun! There was something small in
tinfoil, I haven't used it before, but I did recognize it as crystal meth, I quickly wrapped
that up. The gun however I had mixed feelings about, it was scary, but I remembered
a super hot time, when I engaged in gun play with a partner, I wanted to jill off, but I had to hit the shower, but I knew how I was officially and above the board get rid of both.
 
I,m sitting in my truck a block down the road from work mulling over the crazy events of the week. After our conversation earlier in the week i was sure she would blurt out something outrageous and rumors would fly all around the shop. Just as sure at least half the young bucks would have asked her out by now. Yet nothing, not even from the girls in the office ,and they know everything . They casually interrogate me on a daily basis anyway .So apparently it was just me she chose to shock talking about her breast and her girlfriend. The ladder of which had caused an instantaneous hard on that was difficult to conceal. Today i left work picked up some wine and beer ,then to my own surprise decided to stop at a beauty shop were a little girl behind the counter sold me a nail polish kit assuring me it contained everything you could possibly need. I was only interested in the the bottle labeled sparkling sea green. She wrapped it up in a gift bag for me and i was on my way. When i got home there was a note on the kitchen table telling me there was a meal wrapped up on a plate in the fridge for me to heat up. If your staying on the boat tonight please clean up the pans and lock the front door before you leave. I cleaned the kitchen before getting showered and shaved . I knew she was already upstairs binge watching another show. I stopped at the boat placing the gift bag on the table and straightening every thing up. Looking at the dash clock it's now ten til eight. I know i promised her the boat but i wonder if i should just take her to dinner far away where It's unlikely i will bee seen with a twenty year old bombshell .
pondering that i drive to her address and wait.
 
I see the truck outside the building, and I quickly grab my belongings and the contraband items, also grabbing a sweatshirt and sweatpants if it gets cool, either in the cove or the ocean. Make sure I have everything and lock the door and head down the 4 flights of stairs, slowly trying not
to sweat in the humid air.

I check the truck and flash a smile to Bob as I enter into the truck.
"Good Evening" flashing my two tongue studs as I speak to him.
"Can't wait to get on the boat, and as instructed I left room, for the lobster rolls"

I'm pretty cleaned up, relatively different from the work site, but past the light scent of vanilla
and papaya, you can feel and smell a scent of unadulterated sex, maybe its in your head, but
whatever it is, it is there.
 
As Aimee entered the truck and settled in i couldn't help but notice the bounce in her step and a gleam in her eye as she greeted me. I noticed a faint but pleasant aroma of shampoo or perfume. "You are beautiful tonight . Did you do something with your hair? I put the truck in gear and pulled away. "such a nice night i like to drive with the windows down. It was a good idea to bring extra clothes but i have everything you might need on the boat as well." With little to no traffic we arrived at jacks clam shack in less than twelve minutes. after retrieving our dinner i had called in earlier it was only another five to the marina.As i suspected there was almost no one at the marina by this time. I unlocked the gate and held it for Aimee as we made our way down to the docks. It has a feeling like your walking down a long runway into the bay lit only by footlights . My boat is tied bow in with the stern to the open bay. I call it my living room on the ocean.Taking Aimee's hand i guide her onto the the stern .There you can see the sliding door to the cabin. The door is trimmed out in mahogany with a glass window. On the glass in a flowing gold script is the name of the boat."sea deuce". I already have lights on in side as i slide the door open and caution," Watch the step down as you enter". On the right is a dining table,and on the left a galley with a refrigerator and microwave. Everything is clean smooth fiberglass trimmed out with rich wood and brass. As you look forward on right a combination bathroom and shower opposite a guest room with bunk beds and all the way forward the master berth . It has a king size bed almost waist high and a mirror that wraps around. All custom made to fit the shape of the boat .Over head ornate structural braces that support the roof so you can walk up there. The braces have oval openings that are large in the center of the boat but taper down as they go out to the sides. Hanging from some of these are sections of lines with different types of preset knots in them.

I begin unpacking the food. "Well what do you think of my humble abode?"
 
"Thank you, so much" I was never really used to compliments of this manner, so I said what I
could to be gracious. We drove off pretty quickly and arrived at a seafood restaurant. He went
in by himself and was bringing back bags of food
"Smells abosolutely wonderful"

The drive wasn't over long, nor eventful, I was just hoping this turns out to be a good date.
We got to the marina, seems quiet and deserted, and the dock towards the boat was long,but
lit. I stepped into the boat, and then invited me inside to a very well finished boat, it was big enough really for a bachelor pad. I just stroke and rub some of the lines, and knots hanging from the beams.

"It seems, totally cool, but I've hardly ever been in a boat, and thus certainly haven't known anyone, who lives on one. Is it usually this quiet?"

As you unpack the food onto the table, I decide to get into business mode, by dropping the
heavy package, wrapped in a thick shirt onto the table.
"I'm not going to throw anyone under the bus, but this was given me today, by another employee, this is nothing but trouble, but since it happened at work I thought you could deal
with it, I really can't be around or possess either of these"

A bit nervous, as I'm not sure, how he will react to the gun and the meth.
 
I don't even blink . Using a plastic bag from the cabinet i wrap up the the items without touching them and place them in the sink. Turning back to you "Such a beautiful night,
The moonlight bouncing of the bay on warm summer night" You said you were a good swimmer but have you ever been in the ocean? Pouring our wine " wait until you taste the potato salad" You don't have to rat anyone out bye the way . We already have them under surveillance .If you just give me the time and place you can save me looking at a lot of video tape" I have extra tarter sauce if you like. I take out a pen an paper and jot down a name then fold the paper in half and place it under my wine glass. "i, am quite sure this is the guy that gave you your gift. He's not exactly your chocolate and flowers type of guy". Oh and a couple of important questions. First are your finger prints anywhere on those items and second did your po ever discuss with you what to do in an instance like this. I don't want to spoil your dinner but i didn't bring this conversation to the boat.
 
I hear the clunk at the metallic objects are dropped into the sink. At that monent, I began to relax, and just looks past you into the cove, just enjoying the gentle ebbing and flowing of the boat as it
moves gently with the motion of the water. Takes a couple of sips of wine, just concentrating more
on the taste of it.

"I will save you the trouble, but I don't want to get him in trouble either, no full investigation, no
police involvement, not even a termination. I know that you have a boss as well, and it if they
say you can't deviate from protocol and process so be it"

"Tim gave me the stuff at about quarter to seven. Maybe I should have told him, that I'm under
parole, and can't have this and returned it to him, but I was just so taken aback"

"There is a something I could've done according to my PO, but I knew it would wreck....this *gazing around the boat and cove*, plus the tardiness, would have been huge. I did handle the
gun, maybe too much, makes me recall of the only other time, I had a gun so close to me and unholdstered....I didn't handle the hammer or trigger though. The dinner isn't ruined, but I can't
have these things, and it happened at work"

I just sit back in the chair, sipping the wine, taking in more of the ambience...
 
I finish off my lobster roll and notice you haven't even eaten half of your own or much of anything else."Well if Tim gave you this at that late time then you did not know what it was until you got home... correct? If so that's actually a good thing i will explain later.It also means that you managed to check it out, make a decision,and transform yourself from work mode to absolutely fabulous in time for me to pick you up.Although it does seem the situation has given you enough anxiety to dull your appetite.But that's alright i won't let you starve.Nor will anything wreck this". Standing up from the table i kick my boat shoes of and remove my shirt in a comical strip tease.After that i bend down to you just grazing your cheek with my lips and whisper in your ear."Last on in is a rotten egg". Out the cabin door i go_Out of your sight i quickly lower the swim ladder and toss my shorts aside on the deck before plunging into the bay.
 
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