If you had asked me five months ago what I thought about my job I would have answered that being a shipping and receiving clerk at a furniture factory wasn’t very exciting.

What changed you ask? We got a new UPS driver. Now that may not seem like much to you but when you are a 42 year old divorced mother of two, a changing of the guards from the butch driver I referred to as "Lezbo" to a buff, sexy 30 something god on two legs is something to get excited about.

I was sitting at my desk printing up the last shipping manifest when I heard the door open. Not bothering to look up I called out, "Hi Robin go ahead and put the billing slips in the usual spot." Imagine my surprise when a deep baritone voice answered me.

"I'd love to do just that Miss except, I'm not Robin and I don't know where the usual spot is."

Nearly jumping up from my seat and spinning around to come face to face with not Robin, but something so much better.

He held his hand out after laying down all his paperwork and stuff on the counter, "Hi my name is Barry. I'm you're new UPS driver."

"I'm Lynn, the shipping and receiving manager. What happened to Robin?" I let his big warm hand envelope mine in a firm, but gently handshake.

"She got promoted to supervisor. So Lynn why don't you show me what I'm supposed to do with all this." He gave me a dazzling smile. From the top of his military cut hair to the soles of his boot covered feet, Barry was a breath of fresh air.

"Sure no problem, the slips for our incoming go right in this box here and I give you the shipping manifest and I sign off on our deliveries. After that it's just a matter of driving around back to do all the heavy lifting."

"Ok then Lynn. Well just sign here and I'll be on my way." Barry held out the large shipping PDA I signed and handed him the manifest.

"See ya later Barry."

"You too Lynn," He gave me a wave and headed out. Thank the gods for uniform shorts and hot weather. Once he was out of the door I grabbed the bills and fanned myself with them. Oh yeah Lezbo getting promoted was the best thing that had happened to the both of us. UPS stopped by every day, so Barry and I would be seeing a lot more of each other.

It didn't take long for word to spread about the new UPS stud. Everyone from the forklift girls on the docks to the accounting queens found a reason to drop by around 11 every day to catch a glimpse of him. Annoying as it was at first I got used to it pretty fast. Barry was always very polite to everyone, but saved most of his chit chat for me.

Two weeks after our first meeting I learned that Barry was engaged and living with his fiancé. So he wasn't on the market, but that didn't stop me from fantasizing about him just about every night when I was at home. I wasn't starved for attention or anything like that. I was dating a handful of guys my own age and I was pretty sure I was going marry one of them eventually, but that didn't stop me from looking at Barry. Of course I wanted to do more than look.
At 42 I was still very good looking. 5'9” short blonde hair and hazel green eyes. My boys told me that a few of their friends thought I was a hot mom. From a teenager that's a big compliment. Working out had always been a regular part of my routine even before my marriage and kids so my body was nice and toned. It was nice to have C cup tits that still looked good in a tank top without a bra.

After another long hard day of work and avoiding jumping Barry and fucking him right then and there in the office. I was glad Eric and Jamie were gone with their dad on vacation because it meant I could handle my frustrations without worrying about anyone overhearing me. Once in my room I stripped down to my panties and bra. I looked at myself in the mirror I let my hands start to wander.

My hands became Barry's as they cupped my breasts, thumbs stroking over the already hard nipples. All those days of watching him, I realized he was hiding a nice piece of wood in those UPS shorts. My right hand slid into my thin panties, I was already soaking wet. I spread myself open with two fingers I worked the rest in slowly.

"Ohhhh Barry," I licked my lips. I slowly began to fuck myself with my fingers. I wanted them to be his, or better yet his cock. Pussy juice just dribbled down my fingers as I slowly picked up the pace. I looked so hot so sultry in the mirror. One thumb rubbed a nipple while the other rubbed tiny circles upon my clit. The faster I fingered myself the more intense I imagined Barry fucking me, deep, long and hard. I closed my eyes and imagined I was fucking him right on my desk, so that all the girls could see.

That was actually one of my hottest fantasies involving Barry. The two of us talking as usual, but this time instead of leaving he would walk around my desk, yank me up from my chair and pull me into a deep passionate kiss. Barry’s hands all over me and mine on him. My clothes yanked and pulled away. I would drop down and suck on his cock until his toes curled and Barry would be pulling me back up. He would bend me over my printer and just sink himself balls deep into my glistening pink hole.

My clit throbbed under my thumb and I tweaked my hard right nipple. It was enough to make me cum, my fingers shoved deeply into my cunt, my pussy clamped like a vise. I Reached out I and braced my hand on the dresser to keep from falling to the floor. After a few moments I was able to make it to the bathroom for a nice relaxing bath.

Having Barry around made me take more pride in my looks. I usually saved my bottle of CoCo Chanel perfume for special occasions, but I started wearing it for work as well as doing more than just wearing my hair back in a simple ponytail. I also went and bought some new outfits to sprinkle amongst my normal outfits. Barry of course was quick to notice and to hand out a compliment.

A few weeks ago on one of the hottest Fridays I can ever remember in the High Point area, we had an extremely large number of large packages that had ship by UPS. Every fan and a/c unit was on full blast, but only seemed to make a small dent in the sweltering heat. I felt bad for Barry and gave him a hand loading the dolly and held the doors open for him.

"You are a godsend Lynn," Barry grunted as he heaved the boxes into the back of the truck.

"Well I couldn't just let you do all the heavy lifting." My eyes were trained on the growing sweat beads on his forehead and the sweat soaking through his shirt. Damn was he yummy looking and I just wanted to make him hotter by sucking on his cock. I leaned up against the side of the truck and gave him a sly grin.

"You deserve an ice cold beer for all that hard work."

"Well I would love to have a drink with you Lynn, but only if it's on my dime," Barry pushed the dolly into the truck and closed the door. Looking at him I knew he was serious.

"Ok then. How about Bryd's after work?” I suggested.

“I can be there by 6:30.” Barry said as he climbed into his truck. I waved and headed back inside to the air conditioning. The rest of the day dragged by. When 5:00 came, I bolted out the door and rushed home to change clothes. I put a short jean skirt and tank top for our 'date' and let my hair fly free.

I grabbed a table and waited for Barry to arrive. 10 minutes later he walked in with a Carolina Panthers Shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He stopped at the bar grabbed two bottles of Miller and made his way over. "Hey."

"Hi Barry, you look nice."

"So do you Lynn, very nice." He took his seat and swigged his beer. We made idle chit chat about this and that, his family and mine and after a few more bottles I finally laid my cards on the table.

"Barry, I have to tell you this, because if I don't I will just loose my mind. I like you. I like you a lot and I want you." I nervously peeled at the label on my beer waiting for him to crush me by saying he would never cheat on his fiancé.

Instead Barry reached out and laid his hand over mine. "I want you too. I have since the first day I saw you."

"Let's go someplace quiet." Barry paid our bill and then got into his truck and followed me to my place. Once we were inside the house we were on each other in a second. Watching those gorgeous biceps of his flex while he worked was one thing, but it was so much better to feel them wrapped around me.

"Where's your room?" Barry asked and he filled his hands with my firm ass, my skirt worked up over my hips.
"Down the hall last door on the left," I answered before he picked me up and carried me down the down the hall. I licked and nibbled on his ear lobe as he laid me down on the bed. I watched his muscles ripple as he pulled his shirt off. There was just a small trail of sweat that I followed with my eyes and it rolled down his chest and into the hair above his abs.

"Like what you see?" Barry had popped open the button of his fly.

"Oh yeah, even better than my fantasies." I pulled my tank top and bra off and started to work my skirt and panties. Barry pushed his jeans down and boy was I surprised to see that he was naked underneath. "Wow. You are a big boy." I crawled over and slid my hands all over him before wrapping one around his cock and curling the other over his hips.

"Lynn…" He groaned out as I wrapped my lips around him and began to suck every last inch of his 10 in thick meat into my mouth. I loved going down on a guy and he was just the perfect specimen and so responsive too.

He throbbed and moaned as I took him as deep as possible over and over again until he pushed me away. "Careful there love, trying to get me to cum already?" Barry joined me on the bed and pulled me atop of him. Once again his hands were all over me as he used his knee to spread my legs to straddle him.

Our lips met once more as he lifted me up and then sank me down on his cock. God he was so thick and it took a few thrusts for him to get fully inside of me. We moaned into each others mouths as we rocked together. Pulling away from his lips I began to ride Barry. His hands went back and forth from my clit to my hips to me breasts. He arched up under me, going thrust for thrust.

Barry was smooth as he rolled us over and began to thrust deep and hard into me. He sucked and bit at my nipples making me wrap my legs around him holding him inside of me. Barry grabbed my hips and lifted me up more. This made his cock rub my g-spot fully. I bit his shoulder playfully as I got closer to cumming.

He bit down on my nipple again as he pulled back and thrust deeper and harder than before I saw stars and exploded under him. Barry didn't let me catch my breath. He continued to pump into my clenching pussy. I felt and heard him groan out my name as his cock started to fill me with pulse after explosive pulse of cum. We laid wrapped around each other for a bit before rolling apart and staring at each other. It was definitely the best sex that I had ever had.

It's been a little over a month now and I have fucked Barry half a dozen times. I have been over to his house, but he usually comes here. Barry is on his way over right now. Tonight I promised to let him fuck me in the ass.