The Box
By Coltic
November 30, 2021
I am FeeFee or let's just say I am and I work in a car dealership. Oh, no I am not telling you which one. I greet people and sell new cars. I love being around the showrooms cars. The touch of that hard, cool and detailed steel. Sliding into a car with leather seats and the feel of it against my naked tights. The smell and sound of new leather is the best. Oh don't get me started before I get to tell you about my day.
Today I got a package delivered at work. When I questioned the guy delivering the package if this was right. He told me i fit the description. Looking around to see if I was being watched I took the box. No one stood out or seem to be staring.
The package was that of dress box and the lid had a simple silver ribbon tied to it. A red envelope with a simple message, To you. Typed on the envelope. This just has to be the most bizarre thing ever.
When I shake or tlit it nothing gives away what's in it. But something has to cause I could feel the weight of whatever is in the box.
I have to admit I was just a little bit curious to see what this was about. As well as expecting something out of a horror movie. Where upon opening it the camera zooms in on some body part. With a note that says your next. But curiosity got the better of me.
You know what happened to the curious cat? I could hear myself say.
Yes. As I sighed. It was killed.
Only to finish the saying. Ah yes and satisfaction brought it back.
Come on open it. I could hear my inner self say as it danced in my mind. My curiosity being so pecked. The cover wasn't tied closed and was able to be lifted. Once parted of the lid and its lower half. I get the smell of something I know all to well. Closing the lid and peering around to see if I got caught.
That's leather. As my eyes widen and thighs tightened together.
I run out to my car to stash the box in my trunk. Well that and to see just what was in here. I couldn't help but stare and touch what I was looking at. It was a leather corset with zippers under the cups to make them remove able. There was more but found mind swirling with questions and excitement all at once. Closing the box and my trunk I headed back inside and straight to the ladies bathroom for the employees.
Locking the door and sitting on the toilet I felt my nipples showing themselves. Not just hey I am perky but they were extremely tight. I knew that cause I could feel my nipples and the areolas pulling my skin. Constricting harder every moment I concentrated on them becoming sensitive.
The smell of the leather isn't leaving my memory and making matters worse. Feeling the seat of my panties getting moist and the need in my breast ack even more. I lower my panties down to my ankles in order to not dampen them farther. I can't help the need that's building, heating my blood. Spending my knees so not even my legs can rub my awoken pussy.
Not helping my situation making me want to be home and my pussy clamped around my vibrator. I shouldn't, not here but my need is raging. Running my palm down my face and around my neck I tilt my head back. Grabbing my breast and squeezing hard. Pressing my palm into it rubbing and grabbing at my nipple.
A knock at the door startles me, brings me back.
Be right out. Talking to the door.
Unspooling some paper to wipe myself and shocked to find just how wet I really am so fast. What the hell? Wiping down twice more i grab my panties and pull them up to feel the tiny cool wet spot. Only to feel my Labia slicken again. Not good, oh so not good. I quickly wipe down for the fourth time. Washing my scent off my fingers before I leave.
Sorry, all yours. As I open the door to find no one there. Must have need of it worse then I did. Deciding to use the customers restroom, I guessed.
As my thoughts wandered to my trunk and the box that sits within it. Looking up at the clock and trying to will time to pass, move. Oh please let this work day end. Nope begging didn't work any better. Why does this box and its contents have me gripped like this? I smelled leather before and tho it does excite me. Never have I responded to it like this.
Even as I talked to customers about the cars my thoughts keeps going back to the box. Telling them go ahead slip into the bucket seats. See how it feel to be wrapped up in it. I found myself getting into the back seat. Pulling up my skirt to feel as much of that leather on my legs. On one particular test drive I told the customer to open her up. To feel her move under their control. Flipping up my skirt to get my mound pressing against the seat. Rubbing the leather on my panties from the hard jerks of the wheel. I had to go back afterwards to clean myself off the the back seat. This is getting bad, I am loosing control of my professionalism and I am not even being touched. That box is in my head and my sexual lust is taking over.
I had to open the box again. As I got close enough to touch the trigger to pop open the trunk. I heard my name. Spinning around as if being cough by daddy with my had in the cookie jar before dinner, knowing I was doing wrong.
What? As innocent and trying to play off that I was even doing something wrong but didn't try to get away with it.
The guy is back. The one you just had that test drive with. He said he wants you and the car. I am going back in to start on a temporary plate for him.
Sure no problem give me 5 minutes I just have to go to my car. Yea and get into that box, my inner self said all dirty like.
That's gonna have to wait. He wants that exact car and you to bring it or the deal is off. I don't think he is joking.
Dam it! I screamed out. Internally. Sure will get it now. The key fobs are placed in my hand.
You have 2 minutes. I don't know what you did but good going.
Getting behind the wheel and turning the engine over I had a flash of being in the back seat. As I put my salesman smile on I pulled the car around the building and out front. As I opened the door and stepped out the customer came over. That's when my face got as hot as my pussy had been all day.
What sold me on this car was your reaction. If every woman has the same reaction you did in this car. Glaring at me as his evil smiles grows across his face. Its worth it.
Yo be continued.....
Today I got a package delivered at work. When I questioned the guy delivering the package if this was right. He told me i fit the description. Looking around to see if I was being watched I took the box. No one stood out or seem to be staring.
The package was that of dress box and the lid had a simple silver ribbon tied to it. A red envelope with a simple message, To you. Typed on the envelope. This just has to be the most bizarre thing ever.
When I shake or tlit it nothing gives away what's in it. But something has to cause I could feel the weight of whatever is in the box.
I have to admit I was just a little bit curious to see what this was about. As well as expecting something out of a horror movie. Where upon opening it the camera zooms in on some body part. With a note that says your next. But curiosity got the better of me.
You know what happened to the curious cat? I could hear myself say.
Yes. As I sighed. It was killed.
Only to finish the saying. Ah yes and satisfaction brought it back.
Come on open it. I could hear my inner self say as it danced in my mind. My curiosity being so pecked. The cover wasn't tied closed and was able to be lifted. Once parted of the lid and its lower half. I get the smell of something I know all to well. Closing the lid and peering around to see if I got caught.
That's leather. As my eyes widen and thighs tightened together.
I run out to my car to stash the box in my trunk. Well that and to see just what was in here. I couldn't help but stare and touch what I was looking at. It was a leather corset with zippers under the cups to make them remove able. There was more but found mind swirling with questions and excitement all at once. Closing the box and my trunk I headed back inside and straight to the ladies bathroom for the employees.
Locking the door and sitting on the toilet I felt my nipples showing themselves. Not just hey I am perky but they were extremely tight. I knew that cause I could feel my nipples and the areolas pulling my skin. Constricting harder every moment I concentrated on them becoming sensitive.
The smell of the leather isn't leaving my memory and making matters worse. Feeling the seat of my panties getting moist and the need in my breast ack even more. I lower my panties down to my ankles in order to not dampen them farther. I can't help the need that's building, heating my blood. Spending my knees so not even my legs can rub my awoken pussy.
Not helping my situation making me want to be home and my pussy clamped around my vibrator. I shouldn't, not here but my need is raging. Running my palm down my face and around my neck I tilt my head back. Grabbing my breast and squeezing hard. Pressing my palm into it rubbing and grabbing at my nipple.
A knock at the door startles me, brings me back.
Be right out. Talking to the door.
Unspooling some paper to wipe myself and shocked to find just how wet I really am so fast. What the hell? Wiping down twice more i grab my panties and pull them up to feel the tiny cool wet spot. Only to feel my Labia slicken again. Not good, oh so not good. I quickly wipe down for the fourth time. Washing my scent off my fingers before I leave.
Sorry, all yours. As I open the door to find no one there. Must have need of it worse then I did. Deciding to use the customers restroom, I guessed.
As my thoughts wandered to my trunk and the box that sits within it. Looking up at the clock and trying to will time to pass, move. Oh please let this work day end. Nope begging didn't work any better. Why does this box and its contents have me gripped like this? I smelled leather before and tho it does excite me. Never have I responded to it like this.
Even as I talked to customers about the cars my thoughts keeps going back to the box. Telling them go ahead slip into the bucket seats. See how it feel to be wrapped up in it. I found myself getting into the back seat. Pulling up my skirt to feel as much of that leather on my legs. On one particular test drive I told the customer to open her up. To feel her move under their control. Flipping up my skirt to get my mound pressing against the seat. Rubbing the leather on my panties from the hard jerks of the wheel. I had to go back afterwards to clean myself off the the back seat. This is getting bad, I am loosing control of my professionalism and I am not even being touched. That box is in my head and my sexual lust is taking over.
I had to open the box again. As I got close enough to touch the trigger to pop open the trunk. I heard my name. Spinning around as if being cough by daddy with my had in the cookie jar before dinner, knowing I was doing wrong.
What? As innocent and trying to play off that I was even doing something wrong but didn't try to get away with it.
The guy is back. The one you just had that test drive with. He said he wants you and the car. I am going back in to start on a temporary plate for him.
Sure no problem give me 5 minutes I just have to go to my car. Yea and get into that box, my inner self said all dirty like.
That's gonna have to wait. He wants that exact car and you to bring it or the deal is off. I don't think he is joking.
Dam it! I screamed out. Internally. Sure will get it now. The key fobs are placed in my hand.
You have 2 minutes. I don't know what you did but good going.
Getting behind the wheel and turning the engine over I had a flash of being in the back seat. As I put my salesman smile on I pulled the car around the building and out front. As I opened the door and stepped out the customer came over. That's when my face got as hot as my pussy had been all day.
What sold me on this car was your reaction. If every woman has the same reaction you did in this car. Glaring at me as his evil smiles grows across his face. Its worth it.
Yo be continued.....