Lemmie tell you bout a lil place called IRT(Interactive Response Technologies). This place was a blessing in disguise. A Tmobile call center in Miramar, FL, There were so many women, and many different types of women, there was a somebody for somebody, guaranteed pussy. As my boy Trunks would say it, IRT was simply a "Ho-asis" filled with opportunity and gold diggers. Like most call centers there was the usual routine : Classroom Training, Graduation from training and then moving on to the position that u were hired for.
Classroom training was cool, thats where u form a bond with ur new fellow co-workers and evryone else can get to know the type of person that u are. You get to sit back and peep the environment and also get a good look at the working environment that your about to get used to. This is an early advantage because nobody knows you and your basically labeled as the "new guy" that just started. PERFECT. Nobody knows your name and more importantly, they dont know who you fucked yet so right now your chances at nailing some really good chicks are in you favor.Now a few weeks into training and u start to get cool with a few of the people in your training class and also a few of the regular employees also. But after a while i started getting approached from many different girls like crazy. Now dont get me wrong im not the best looking dude in the world, but i damn sure aint ugly. But in the midst of being one of the most talked about "new guys" i also was attracting sum negative attention, also known as haters. Im a simple dude with standards and i dont talk to any girl with a phat ass, i dont do hoodrats and most importantly i hate gold diggers with an undying passion. Come to find out a few of my old jumpoffs worked here, which should have been no surprise. The funny thing about it is that i noticed the jumpoffs tried to fuck up some of my opportunities with sum new potential jumpoffs. After i dismissed the accused alligations from my haters, i had everything under control and in my favor.
Now that Memorial Day Weekend is coming up and every girl is gettin their new weave in and discussing what hotel theyre goin to be at im beginning to notice that this whole damn building of shones is gonna be on South Beach. As im doing my normal work routine a fellow supervisor walked by and dropped a note at my desk and walk away. I opened the letter and my eyes jumped out of my eyes a little and i crack a lil smile on my face and go back to work. During my break i head to the break room n open the note once again just to make sure i was reading the right words, the note said.." i wanna swallow you...call me " Nice, i smile, log in the number into my sidekick and i begin to send a few text messages, after a lil small talk and a few exchange of pictures, she asks if we can chill tomorrow before work, since we worked the same schedule in the evening, she came over in the morning.
The next morning comes and were kickin it in her Mercedes outside my crib. I just got done eatin a big breakfast and i started off the morning with the usual blunt after my steak and eggs. To no surprise i come to find out that she smokes too. Now as shes smokin n im analyzing her body from head to toe. she wasnt all that in the face, but she was fuckable. Big ass tites and a decent ass, and a pound of weave on her head. Shes talkin bout how she cant find a good man and blah blah blah, so i switched subjects cuz im high as fuck and i dont wanna hear about that and im ready to get this on and poppin. Sum how the conversation switches to sex and we start talking about her favorite positions. For sum reason she then starts rubbin on her nipples and showing me how flexible she was, now for a tall 6 foot chick to be able to put her legs behind her head i was amazed. We proceed inside and head to my room, no questions asked she already knows what time it is. She undressses, sits in front of me on my bed and takes my dick out, as soon as she whips it out she gives a lil gasp and her face lights up (i love when girls do that) she begings suckin on it and i must admit that shortie had a real mean dome game. She filled her mouth with my dick sucking on it nice and slow, im enjoying the view of watching her and loving it even more when shes smacking my dick against her cheeks. Shes doing donut circles on the head and its making me feel real good at this point. I grab a magnum and slide it on, as soon as i slide into her she begins to wince a little and says "im realy tight, its been a while since i had sex"..in my head im like.."yea whatever " and begin with sum soft gentle strokes, now shes liking this cuz now she can feel my true size inside her, i then pick up the speed a lil and i start digging into them guts. I turn her to her side and and im just hammering the pussy, i make her play with her clit while im stroking it cuz that shit is fucking sexy and most girls love it too. Next, i flip her over and were doing it doggy style, as im pounding it from the back and watching her booty jiggle my dick is getting even harder, "more daddy...gimmie all that dick" she says, well shes saying the magic words and im serving her all the dick she needs. A lil more postitions and then we end up back to the missionary position, now shes telling me that im in her stomach, GOOD, now im trying to get into her throat. I tell her that shes gonna swallow my shit and she agrees, I pull off the condom and let my shit off all over her face, shortie is loving that shit and she sucks me off summore and swallows me dry. She wipes herself off and she tells me she cant wait to see me at work. I laugh and im like yea me too, at this point ill say whatever to keep the convo short and get this bitch out my house. We say our goodbye"s and shes on her way. Not even 10 minutes since shes been gone and shes sendin me messages saying how good i was and she cant wait to make me all hers. HOLD UP! Im not trying to be nobodys nothing, so in a polite way i let her know that im not looking for any relationship or a title and we can just be friends. Truth be told all she was in my eyes was just another jumpoff....
After our lil session i didnt really see myself persuing this chick anymore because i felt like i could do better. Dont get me wrong the pussy was good, but shortie just talked too damn much and it was too much for my ears. So to you fellaz curious looking for a good place to work and make a lil pocket change and get sum easy pussy, then look no further because IRT is exactly whatchu lookin for. From ex strippers to Dopegilrs theres bound to be somebody in there for you ;)
Oh and for those of yall that are curious to know who's the supervisor that i smashed, enjoy the pic she sent me...
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
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