Primal Passion With a Team Lead at Target [MF]

There was a short period where I was in between jobs in my career field for so long that I decided I should just pick up whatever I could get to make ends meet. That lead me to applying to work at Target as part of the flow team – basically the team that stocks the shelves in the morning with items from the morning truck. I felt naturally inclined to try to get more hours in any way I could so I ended up getting trained in as many different work areas as possible. This led to me getting to work with and know pretty much all of the other workers, leads, and higher-ups at my particular Target at the time. I started becoming pretty content with my work, especially when I was promoted to “key” in-stocks team member. This is something that I, later on, realized just meant that I would be the one to count inventory whenever they needed only one person for the task. Nevertheless, it felt good and it seemed like I was on a trajectory to being a team lead especially since I was pushing for and being given responsibilities for tasks in other areas. That is a not-so-interesting story for another day, though.

The plano, or presentation, team lead was Maddy. Her main focus was to set new planograms or shelf content, essentially. I never got the chance to find out much more about her but, from what I could gather, she was probably around 24. Physically, she was very hot with a tight body standing at about 5’3 or 5’4. She had straight, reddish-brown hair that ended just above the half-way point of her back; dark green eyes; a button nose; small pouty lips; and a slightly narrow face. For the good parts, Maddy had firm, round B-cups and athletic legs that included sexy thighs, as well as a full, tight butt. I would say she had pale skin but not paper white, by any means. The unfortunate thing is I did not notice her the first several months I worked at the store but when I finally started to I found it hard to keep my eyes off of her assets and be professional (though, luckily, I usually have some pretty good self-restraint). Seeing her in a slim-fitting red shirt and matching khaki pants every day, I wonder how I got any work done when she was around. One of my fellow coworkers, Joe, who could be a bit lewd – the type of guy that will point out hot girls walking by and talk to you about how sexy they are whether you want to hear it or not – once caught me looking at Maddy’s ass. Luckily it was him though and he just proceeded to talk about how hot she was. I once noticed that he did not even know her name and was going to tell him what it was but he stopped me saying he did not want to know. He only wanted to remember her as, “Mmf, mmf, mmf,” he grunted while thrusting his pelvis into the air, holding on to an imaginary Maddy.

Joe’s behavior kind of disgusted me but I realized that, at least when it came to Maddy, he was only externalizing the same things I was thinking about. My duties as an in-stocks team member meant that I would sometimes work with Maddy to figure out why certain shelves did not have stock or whether I could fill out certain areas with items from the back so that they did not look too empty. Whenever I got the chance to walk with Maddy throughout the store or talk with her she was always very warm and seemingly happy to talk with me, in general. She has this small, tinny voice that I am usually not into but with her it was very cute. Maddy was in a higher position than me so I once remarked that I was sorry for taking up her busy day all the time but she replied, “No, not at all. I actually love that you seem to be learning a lot. I like helping you out. You can always feel free to ask me anything.” It probably sounds corny but I really liked her for the kindness she showed in saying that and developed a pretty big crush on her from there. I also, excuse me for saying so right after, really wanted to fuck her.

I usually am disinterested in hearing about the physical description of the story writer since it is often exaggerated but for the sake of completeness: I am a 5’10” guy with short, black, parted hair (admittedly a bit boy-bandish though I like to think it really is not). I have a tanned, average body leaning more towards being athletic than otherwise since I grew up playing sports, but I am definitely not sporting a six-pack or anything like that. Overall, I am a decently handsome guy and would say I definitely am not too insecure of my looks because of that.

I still helped out on the flow team for the first half of the day whenever we had a truck come in with new stock. The lead on flow knew that I wanted to become a team lead and so he started putting me by myself to stock some areas. He said this was so that I would stand out more since it would look like I was dependable and able to manage stocking a whole section by myself. I was never actually a fan of this as I much preferred to get through multiple areas quickly while stocking shelves with the friends I had made at the store. It made the time go by much faster that way but now I was dreading working on the flow team in the morning since I would spend ages just stocking one area.

Most of the time I was assigned to stock the seasonal section – the part of the store that probably changed the most often with items that reflected whatever holiday or retail event that was coming up (Christmas, back-to-school, summer, etc.). There was one morning that I got put to get started stocking the middle section, which had general houseware items, while everyone was working on toys and groceries due to the overwhelming amount of items in those sections that needed to be stocked. Now, I actually hated stocking Target’s middle section because I would often get the parts that had items that arrived like matryoshka dolls: boxes within boxes within boxes. There were also some items like the carpets and welcome mats that had these unappealing smells right out of the packaging. We always started stocking hours before the store opened too so, if you were by yourself, there were not even customers walking by to break up the endless pace of stocking shelves by asking you questions or just to greet. That day, though, Maddy happened to be setting a new planogram in the same part that I was working in.

I had no idea Maddy was even working on something there until she walked down the aisle I was stocking. Usually the plano team has a bunch of people working on an area at a time but she seemed to be by herself that day. Maybe it was because she was the team lead and did some areas by herself or maybe she had somehow planned it – I do not know. In any case, she walked up, said, “Good morning,” with a smile and then stood behind me facing the side opposite of the one I was working on. To get an idea of the scene, my side of the aisle was full of shelves and had some bathroom items like plungers, shower rings, and other bathroom doodads. Her side was similar but it had very little stock and there was a half that had the shelves removed so that there was only an empty wall with peg holes.

There was part of me that wanted to get through my work fast so I could be done with this section but there was also another part that had become acutely aware that there was a beautiful woman right behind me. I was on a knee opening boxes and stocking the shelves on my side when she squatted down for some reason just behind and to the right of me, still facing her side of the aisle. I did my best to resist it as I knew she might catch me, but in the end I started casting glances back at her perfect ass. The fabric of Maddy’s pants were stretched so tightly across her ass, in that position, that it took a lot of willpower to not just keep staring the whole time.

It did not take long for me to notice that, because of her position, the top lip of the back of her pants was actually pushed out a bit and I could see the top of her underwear. This made me crazy as it was the first time I got to see anything more intimate than the skin of her arms, neck, and face. Most of the time I would just have to imagine what it looked like underneath her clothes. She did wear pretty fitting clothes so sometimes that was enough but getting to see the top of the lacey brown underwear she wore under her work clothes got me incredibly horny.

I normally would have been content with this alone since I figured I would never get the chance to be with her. There had been times in the office area during our breaks that I would hear her on the phone with someone that sounded like her boyfriend so, in my mind, she was just a fantasy crush I got to look at every day. There were some times when those phone calls did not seem to end very well as she would appear upset afterwards when she is normally very bright, so I guess there was maybe some chance, looking back (though, any couple has their bad spells). Today seemed a bit different and I started to pick up on a few strange details. Firstly, as I mentioned before, she appeared out of nowhere, going to work in my aisle when she is normally with the rest of her team. Secondly, she was squatting right behind me giving me a really good view of her ass and a bit of her underwear when she literally had the whole length of the aisle to do the exact same thing. The final thing, though, is that I noticed she didn’t seem to be doing anything in particular. She was just squatting there staring blankly at the empty shelf-wall. Now I understand that there could be all kinds of explanations for all of this but my horny mind was telling me this was my chance to do something. So whether there was some meaning behind her actions or not, I was going to see if something could happen since I had been lusting after her for so long. Maybe not my best line of thinking in hindsight but…

I decided to start innocently enough and moved to take a knee beside her on the left. She looked at me with that same blank stare she had while looking at the empty space before kind of meekly letting out, “Hey.”

“You need some help?” I asked, awkwardly looking at the wall trying not to turn and look down at her firm, small breasts as I was very aware of how close we were to each other.

“I’m fine,” she let out a smile but it did not seem quite like it normally did. I could not put my finger on it but something seemed off.

“Is everything alright?”

“Of course,” she smiled wider, “I just have a lot to do.”

We were still more coworkers at that point than friends, I would say, but I took a leap of faith and put my hand lightly on the small of her back and smiled , “Well, let me know if you need anything.”

Maddy did not say anything to that and there ended up being a strange pause as we both looked at each other, with my hand still on her. I was starting to get nervous that I had made the wrong decision but I did not withdraw my hand yet. We just stared at each other for what seemed like an eternity. In reality, it was probably only a couple of seconds before I finally decided to move my hand away. That was when everything seemed to start to fall in place, though. She moved her right hand behind her back and caught my wrist as I began to pull away. I was starting to turn my head away from her but when she did that I immediately snapped my attention back to her face. She pressed my hand flat against her back and I was at a loss for what to do or say. Maddy seemed to sense this and guided my hand down to her exposed skin and stopping with my hand right at the top of her underwear. There was only an inch down to go and some fabric that separated my hand from the undoubted tightness between her butt cheeks.

For all the fantasies of taking advantage of her, I was extremely timid to do anything at the moment. It all happened so fast that I was not exactly sure what was happening still even though whatever it was did, in fact, turn me on. Maddy continued to take the initiative and pressed my hand deeper onto her back as she pushed my hand down onto the top of her lacey underwear. I finally figured it out and slipped my fingers underneath her panties before pushing my hand further down her tight pants and slipping my middle finger between her cheeks. It was actually a bit uncomfortable as her pants were extremely tight and there even seemed to be some sweat between her cheeks which momentarily seemed a bit unpleasant but I soon did not care and began to explore her butt with my hand. I squeezed her ass and probed my middle finger deeper trying to find her asshole.

Maddy took the opportunity to reach out with her left hand to grab at my crotch region while she was still holding on to my right wrist where my hand was buried deep into her pants. I was already rock hard by the time she reached for my crotch but the kneeling position I was in meant that my pants were stretched in a way that left her grabbing more of the fabric than my actual dick. She was squeezing at my crotch and every tiny bit of contact got me even hornier. It took some effort but I eventually found my way to her asshole, in the meantime, and plunged my finger into it.

“Unngh,” she let out a sudden moan and slightly jerked forward onto the balls of her feet. I started to pump my finger in and out of her ass trying to get deeper and deeper as she tried to grip harder onto my dick through my pants. She began to whimper out small moans involuntarily as she tried to be quiet while I probed further into her ass. Her grip on my wrist became tighter too which made things even more uncomfortable for my right hand. The muscles in my hand were already straining from the tightness of her pants, as well as her hole, and she only added to that. I did not care though and kept roughly fingering her asshole.

We started to lean into each other with my face going into the back of her neck and her face pressing against the side of my face. The rhythm of my finger in her ass was getting faster all the time. She seemed to barely be able to handle it based on the moans she was letting out and the quickness of her breath, “Mmm! Unnh!”

It got to the point where it seemed like she could not take it anymore and began to fall forward. I could feel it happening and immediately grabbed her body with my left hand while my right was still inside her asshole. A primal part of me took over and I pulled us up from our respective kneeling and squatting positions. She had let go of my right hand and I removed it from her pants, roughly pulling my middle finger deep out of her ass which caused her to yelp. I got behind her, grabbed the back of her neck with my left hand and pushed her forward causing her to stretch her arms out in front of her and lean onto the empty shelf wall. My right hand went to the crotch of her pants, grabbing at it lewdly before moving up to briefly struggle with unbuttoning and then unzipping her khaki pants with one hand. I stopped for a moment and, realizing I had not done so yet, moved my hand up and reached across to her left breast to give it a hard squeeze. She still had her shirt and bra on so it felt more firm and taut than I wanted but it was good enough for how horny I was getting. I gave her breast a slap before returning my hand to her crotch. I quickly slipped my hand underneath her panties and rubbed her lips with my index finger. I could feel how wet she was already and and decided to add another finger as I rubbed her. Maddy, again, decided to tell me what she wanted and quickly reached into her panties to grab my hand and push it in towards her pussy. She moved her hand back to the wall to steady herself and I obliged her by plunging my ring and middle fingers deep inside her.

Maddy gasped and I could feel her body shaking a bit as I pumped my fingers in and out of her. I felt all of her weight go onto the arms that were on the wall. So much so that I was worried that it might tip over or something but it seemed to hold. I removed my left hand from her neck and pressed my body against her while reaching across to grab her right breast. I began to force my erection into her ass, humping her through her clothes as I fingered her pussy. Maddy was still trying to hold back her moans which was extremely hot as she would let out these gasps that she could not control which turned me on even further.

I started to think about where I wanted it to go from there as my dick felt like it was going to burst out of my pants at any moment. It was straining against the fabric so much. Part of me wanted to get her off first while the more primal part, the one that was roughly fingering Maddy’s pussy, wanted to just pull her pants and panties down and stick my dick straight into her ass.

“I want you inside of me,” Maddy let out. This only drove me to finger her even harder and faster to which she put a hand over her mouth and began to let out louder albeit muffled moans. There was still some sensible part of me that was in control and I knew that, even though no one usually checked on me physically, there was still a chance of someone walking by and seeing us in our state of ecstasy. Maddy did not seem to care though and grabbed at my hand, pulling it out of her pussy (which made her shudder, momentarily). She turned her head and tried to kiss me, however she was only able to reach the side of my lips from her angle, “Now.”

That was all I needed to hear and I started to unbuckle my pants right there. Unfortunately… a loud beep came from the walkie-talkies we both had clipped to our pants and we froze.

“Hey, Adam, how is C and D coming along?” The flow team lead asked over the walkie-talkie, referring to the middle aisles. Maddy and I looked at each other and remembered where we were. I redid my belt and frantically reached for the walkie.

“I-it’s good,” I stammered before I could get my mind clear, “I still have a couple of more aisles but I should be done before we open.”

“Okay, keep me updated.”

It seemed like our fun was over as I checked the time. I only had twenty minutes left to finish up and Maddy had already started to zip back up and straighten herself out. Her hair was a bit messy so she pulled it all to one side and ran her fingers through it. I remember thinking she looked even more beautiful and sexy at that moment than any other before. She smiled at me and began to walk out of the aisle past me without saying anything. I placed a hand on her breast to stop her and leaned in to kiss her. Maddy pressed her lips against mine and continued on. I felt something slightly brush against my butt and turned my head to see it was probably her hand. It was such a light touch that I could not tell if she did it intentionally or if her hand was simply swinging back as she walked away.

I stared at her tight ass until she disappeared around the corner and daydreamed the rest of the morning away.

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3 comments on “Primal Passion With a Team Lead at Target [MF]

  1. Man i hope there is more to come with this. My wife loves target and we go weekly. The one in my neighborhood has some employees that fill out their khakis very well.

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