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Out of the night shift

"Your trainee looked pretty glum when we left, didn't he?"

"Tjo. He had the hots for you and then you kissed me. I guess he figured he could go on a collision course with you."

"Ouch. Another one who thinks I'm a young chick and then would have run into the wall."

"Well. You don't really look 32, sweetie. I had you pegged in your early twenties, too."

"Oh, thanks. But you don't look 30 either."

"It would be nice. I'm already forty-two and my daughter is nineteen."

"Ui. You are ne real MILF? ²"

"Uh… That's right. I'm not too old for you?"

"Bullshit. You're not too big, too much, or too old. You're perfect and I don't want anyone else. You've got me totally hooked."

"Then let's pay and go home. I want to finally unpack."

"I'll pay. I invited you."

"O.K. But next time I'll pay."

Tanja paid the bill and they left the cozy pizzeria holding hands. Outside, Nadja then put her left hand on Tanja's buttocks and she sighed comfortably when she felt the touch through the thin fabric of her dress.

'Aren't you wearing any panties, sweetie?'

Twenty minutes later, in Nadja's apartment, it would turn out that she was right in her assumption. She had not felt anything under the fabric of the dress that would have felt like panties under her fingertips and concluded that Tanja was not wearing panties. She was right, because Tanja had taken them off in the toilet of the pizzeria, because she didn't want to face her new friend in mundane white panties.

"Heavens, you're beautiful," Nadja whispered when she had peeled Tanja out of her little dress and she was standing in front of her dressed only in socks and flat leather sandals, "soo beautiful. You are perfect, darling."

Tanja giggled, playfully spun around and wiggled her small, round butt.

"You like me?"

"Yep. You're heaven."

"And are my titties what you were hoping for?"

"Yes, absolutely. You're perfect and I'm not giving you away."

"It's not going to be easy, though. I work the night shift."

"I know, but I don't care. And if it gets too much for me, I'll poach you. Then I'll bring you into my workshop."

"You would do that?"

"Sure. Then I'd have you with me and you wouldn't be lying alone in bed while I'm working. And besides… I only have Thomas as a mechatronics engineer at the moment, and he's only in his first year of apprenticeship. Then I have two old-school locksmiths, but no more mechatronics engineer."

"Why?"

"The four of them were at a party three months ago, got in the car drunk and Ramona put the car on the guardrail on the highway near Herne. All four burned to death in the wreck."

"Shit. This is shit."

"Yes, for business. There wasn't much between people. The three guys were just employees and always kept their distance from me because I was the boss. And I liked Ramona, but she was straight and did it with the three of them. I wouldn't have touched her crotch with gloves on."

"And you were serious about that? About the employment."

"Sure. Would you do that? Isn't it working out at the old company anymore?"

"Well… I actually thought that my diploma would get me into the development department, and that was the plan. But Manuela Schiffer… she only managed to get her diploma by a hair's breadth, was the worst of the year and probably spread her legs with the head of department. Suddenly she was a group leader in development and I became a shift leader in quality control. I just check what they cobble together and when I sign off, it goes into production. But as far as development goes, there's nothing there anymore. So I'd switch to you if you'd take me on."

"Sure I'll take you. You are an engineer and I would hire you as a master. I probably couldn't pay you as much as your company, but I'd pay as much as I could."

"3,000 gross?"

"Just, you'd be worth more to me."

"I'm grossing 4,000 right now, but 3,000 would be enough for me. I mean, I'd only have a fifteen-minute commute and no more night shifts. Besides… if I take out the nighttime bonuses and just take the collectively agreed salary, I come to 2,925 euros. So I earn better with you and don't do night shifts anymore. You know… we once had a hole in the workforce and three old hands had their doctor certify that they could no longer work the night shift. So they picked on me until I agreed to do the night shift until suitable personnel were available. Fiddlesticks, the early and late shifts still don't have shift leaders. Sorry, I had to get that off my chest, sweetie."

Nadja giggled amusedly and patted Tanja's breasts gently.

"I'll give you 3,200 on one condition."

"And that would be?"

"That we stop yakking now and you check how pretty I've made myself for you under the dress. I need to hear whether you also find me beautiful and want to have."

"Well turn around and let me zipper you up sweetie… Shit this is beautiful… Purple lace… what a gorgeous ass… go ahead and turn around."

Nadja turned, took her hands off the cups of her bra, which Tanja had previously opened in the back, and let it fall.

"Shit, they're…"

"Too big? But too big?"

"Nah. They're gorgeous, honey. You have the most beautiful boobs in the world."

Covering Nadja's heavy breasts with kisses, Tanja pushed the other's panties down until they slipped over her knees onto her feet, took a step back and looked at her in love. Nadja wore only a garter belt of purple lace and the white nylons, turned - somewhat hindered by the panties on her feet - like a ballerina slowly in front of Tanja and she was blown away.

With Nadja it was the first time in her life that they undressed each other and it was also the first time that she saw another woman in lingerie. Before it was always just functional underwear and she and her partner undressed themselves, not taking the time to undress each other because the goal was already fixed. She didn't consider her failed marriage as a relationship in retrospect, because at some point she learned that she was just used for years. After that, she only ever had short relationships and they were only about sex, not about feelings or even aesthetics. Now she understood that the journey could well be the destination and the thought appealed to her very much.

'I need to buy myself some pretty lingerie. Nadja should also be able to have fun unpacking.'

"And do you like your Nadja? Do you like me?"

"You stupid nut. I like to have you and I won't let you go. The whole Tanja belongs to you now."

"Then sit in the chair and finally show me."

"Nope, that's unromantic."

"That's right. Come here, honey. Let me give you a hug."

"There you go… mmhhh… that's nice… keep going, please…"

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