Darcey's Destruction

Ch. 1 The Warehouse - Something is off.

Darcey strode into the wide open front of the warehouse. The door, massive in the style of a garage door but 10 times as big, was open as usual. She would look a little out of place today. She had dressed it up a little bit, in hopes of impressing the cute girl, Lisa, that worked on her husband's warehouse staff. Her button up shirt was maybe one button undone too many, and a lacey red bra, obvious behind the open buttons, did its best to contain her large, fake breasts, which protruded from her upper chest like two firm, ripe, cantaloupes. They weren't real, but she was proud of them. As a mother, childbirth and the physical changes that came with it meant a lot of work getting her physique back, and if she had to cut a few corners to do that then so be it.

Fluorescent lights lit everything well, and unlike most warehouses this one was bright, with walls and racks painted white. The floor was polished to a perfect shine, the gray concrete being the only drab aesthetic. Ron kept a very clean shop. Fluorescent lights lit everything well, and unlike most warehouses this one was bright, with walls and racks painted white. She scanned the warehouse looking for Ron. She didn't see him right away, but as her eyes took in the other workers she noticed they were all looking at her. I must look really good today, she thought, feeling proud. She continued walking towards the back of the warehouse, down one of the center aisles. Ron's office was off the back wall, and that's likely where he was. As she exited the aisle, she looked to her left and right to see if Ron was in either direction. She didn't see him, but did catch sight of Lisa who was walking towards her with purpose. Lisa was wearing tight jeans and a button up white shirt. She had a thick black belt and solid black work boots on. Her sandy blonde hair was pulled back in a pony tail. Darcey could just barely see her cleavage, and she made note of her ear rings and glasses, which were a new addition, to compliment Lisa on later. The glasses weren't Darcey's style. They were a bit thick for her taste, but she had to admit it was a nice and sexy touch on Lisa. Lisa's b-cup breasts bounced just ever slow slightly as she marched in Darcey's direction.

"Hey!" Darcey said to Lisa. "Ron around anywhere?"

Lisa looked her up and down for a moment, which Darcey found odd, and then said "Yeah, he's around." Her voice wasn't as warm as it usually was. What was up? She wondered. "Actually, I know where he is. Let me get him for you." With that Lisa turned on her heel and walked back the direction she had come. Darcey watched her ass sway in those tight jeans. She really wanted to find a way to have some fun with Lisa, even if she had to use Ron's position over her to make something happen. Not in a predatory way, just in a sexy position of authority way.

While she waited for them to return, Darcey looked around some more. She noticed a group of workers, all male, huddled in a corner and talking quietly, doing their best not to make it look like they noticed her. Well, let them enjoy the view, she thought. She looked back down the aisle she had just walked through, with its tall racks of shelves going up 40 or 50 feet, and saw another group of five men huddled towards the door. They were openly staring at her and laughing amongst themselves. Huh, she thought. They usually had more tact, except for Kevin who was a crude, perverted, jerk, but maybe she had overdone the wardrobe and looked like a whore? Suddenly she felt uncomfortable and self-conscious. She crossed her arms over her breasts and walked into Ron's office. It had a big window so she could see if anyone was coming.

Why is it so weird around here today? She wondered. Something was off.