Rochelle 

     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. My
mouth hung open for a few seconds as I admired her nicely rounded full
breasts. My eyes travelled downward and saw her long, silky smooth legs. It
was a glimpse of heaven.

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

     I gupled 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. Luckily the picinic table I was sitting at hid the
tent in my overalls 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, stealing glances at the way the wind blew her curly blond hair, sneak
a peek at her legs, or imagine the cleavage barely concealed by her blouse.
She would notice me looking, and smile. One day she brought a bananna for
lunch. I nearly died, as she licked the bananna and ate it sooo
sllloooowwwwwllly. She smiled and 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 in  awhile. I walked to the office and asked a lady what was going
on. She told me to have a seat in the next office, and Rochelle would be in
shortly.

     I didn't mind waiting a little while, it was nice to get a break from
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 gorgeous blond 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 form."

     Whew , 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 away, 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, I'll tell you where I had it last night."