Crossroads

I got the phone call last week that my ex is moving out of state and taking my son with her. She has custody and I have very limited visitation due to my DWI years ago.
I’ve been working for the last 8 years at one of the big box stores and made a few friends there. I explained to Denise, the department head in the next aisle over that I was thinking about leaving the company to follow my ex and son to Florida. She was helpful, explaining in her eyes, I would almost be considered stalking by following them. That I should keep my roots, my job and security so if a judge ever checked I would pass a background check. I should keep with AA as it has obviously kept me clean and sober.
Around 2 days later, I was still thinking about leaving when Denise asked me to help her with an order she needed to get out of the back storage area. I guess she knows where the security cameras are, because as I went between the racks, she came behind me and as I turned, she just planted a hard kiss right on my lips. I could taste the cigarette she must of had recently that she’s supposedly quitting. It probably lasted 30 seconds and she just broke away and left me there.
I was surprised, confused and worried that someone would find out. I didn’t see her for the rest of my shift and went home afterwards. I went through my phone and realized that I didn’t have her number.
The next shift we worked together was 2 days later. I didn’t bring up our encounter, nor did Denise. When it was time for my half hour meal break, I walked out to my truck and in the passenger seat was Denise. She told me to drive to the back corner of the parking lot next door. She said that that kiss was just to let me know that there are reasons to rethink leaving. Everything she was saying was just blah, blah blah in my brain until she did it again and kissed me. As she leaned across the seat, he hand went between my legs and rested on the seat to keep her balance. That was when she told me to sit back and shut up. She opened my pants, and I lifted my ass so she could lower them enough to get my dick out and she went to work. It had been a long time, and I was having mixed feelings. On the lookout for people because it was daytime, enjoying the feeling, but wondering why she was now doing this. I was getting close to nutting, and told her, but she kind of grunted a uh-huh and kept going. When I came, she kind of gagged a little and kept stroking me with her hand until I was so spent it tickled and hurt. She grabbed a napkin or something out of her bag and spit out that load and threw it out the window.
Denise said it was time to get back to work. As I started the truck, she said that there are many reasons to stay, not to follow my ex and that what she did was just one of the reasons. Before we went back inside, she asked if I ever need a reason to stay, let her know. As I walked inside, she lit up a cigarette and called her husband.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jan 21, 2023 at 7:51 AM

Assume you ask to see a reason at least a couple times a week?

Sounds like she can give multiple reasons for you to stay.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jan 21, 2023 at 8:54 AM

Next time you see her tell her you are still trying to figure out all the reasons to stay, but it would help to see them painted on her face and down her throat and not tossed out the window in a napkin.

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Anonymous

by Anonymous on Jan 21, 2023 at 1:13 PM

Denise is telling the truth. Arrange your visits. Schedule you time off. Keep Denise in your rotation.

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