I was just sixteen when I started work with the company. I was tall and very fit for my age, but at school I had spent far too much time on sports, and I had badly neglected the academic side of my education. Hence I had to leave school and start work. I started work with the mail order company just past my sixteenth birthday. My job was really described as a trainee, but in fact I was the order office dogs body, there was little sign of any immediate training for me. The company was a leading mail order company and therefore they employed a lot of female staff, not only in the warehouse but also in the office. The order office was rows and rows of young girls answering telephones from customers and my main job was really catering to the needs of the telephone operators, making sure they had cups of coffee, pens, paper etc and anything else when they needed it.
After a week or so I got settled in, the job was a bit boring except for the interaction between myself and the girls. The girls were generally good fun to work with, and then over the next week or two I found that I was getting quite a bit of friendly teasing from some of the girls, much of it with sexual connotations, but not in any way intimidating. Some of the worst offenders were the young married women, who did not hesitate to ask quite intimate questions at times about my love life or lack of it. I played along with it, and on a few occasions I found that when I was standing close to some of the more daring telephone operators their hands would begin to wander in the region of my groin. They seemed to get immense pleasure from making my cock hard, but then one or two started to comment on the size of my cock which being young I found a little embarrassing at the time. One girl openly referred to me as Donkey Dick.
I was at the time a real virgin, but I had over the years had a number of girl friends, and apart from a bit of passionate fondling and kissing I had never progressed beyond that point. However, I quickly suspected that it would not be long before that condition would be rectified if some of these girls had their way. When it finally did happen, it was most unexpected and my virginity was lost in a most unexpected quarter, and in surprising circumstances.
Tracy the Supervisor was a very nice looking young married woman, she was a slim natural blue eyed blonde, and quite a good Supervisor. She was she told everyone married without children, but she never talked about her husband to anyone as far as I knew. I was pretty sure she knew of the amount of teasing that was going on, but realizing I was not getting offended she just issued gentle warnings when and where she thought it was appropriate.
Weekends were an especially busy time for the company and it was not uncommon for Tracy to ask me to work late on a number of occasions until the lines closed, and we could have a quick clear up in the order room ready for the morning. One Friday night the girls had all gone home and the telephone lines were all shut down, and Tracy asked me to help her move some catalogues into the Managing Directors office that had just arrived from the printers. I was just stacking the catalogues neatly when Tracy followed me in and locked the office door behind her.
I looked up and saw Tracy advancing towards me with a strange but very determined look in her eye. Before I realised what was happening she had put her arms round my neck and pulling me close she started passionately kissing me, using her tongue to explore every corner of my mouth. Not being a complete novice I responded, and put my arms round her neck but the after a few moments of passionate kissing a free hand went down to undo my belt buckle, within seconds my trousers were round my ankles, and her hand was gently fondling my cock. By now I knew what was happening and there was no way I was going to resist.