Overnight Apprentice: Greasing The Tranny Specialist. - Sex Stories

Overnight Apprentice: Greasing The Tranny Specialist.

FROM THE AUTHOR: Taking a break from the 'Taboo' series and changing it up a little. Trying a fictional/fantasy in what I hope might create a sequel. This is a story of an ambitious employee who does more then his usual tasks. Then his new smoking-hot cougar boss asks him to do a 'special' production. Just give it a look & leave some feedback. NOTE: Story is long, slow at first. But then it picks up in the later part. So bare with me on this one, it'll be worth it. Thank you. As a third year ambitious employee in the parts supplier manufacturer, I always wanted to learn from the experts. Then I was about to get a decent promotion, one that would change my career & possibly, my life. I was called into the main office for an emergency meeting with two very important people. Tne two people happened to be the founder/owner by the name of Otis Finlay. His very lovely, busty assistant who was with him turned out to be none other tnan his daughter, Virginia Finlay. The three of us, along with Ron Jackson, sat down to begin the discussion. Mr. Jackson begins, "Mr. Blake McMillan you know who Mr. Finlay is, don't you?" "Yes," I said, "we've meet on a few occasions before." "Good," Mr. Jackson said. Then he introduces me to her, "This is Mr. Finlay's daughter, Virginia." "It's a pleasure to meet you, ma'am," I said. "It's nice to meet you too, Mr. McMillan," Virginia said politely. Then she begins by reading my employee & apprenticeship background, "My father & I were just going over ...

... your work record with Mr. Jackson. And I must say, you've come an awful long way in just a short period of time." Then Mr. Finlay adds in the interview, "As you may or may not've heard, we're expanding our business. We're wondering if you want a transfer." "That wouldn't be a bad idea for me." I said. Then I asked, "Where is the new factory opening and when would I get the transfer?" "It would be across town, not far from where you live. It would be a really short commute for you." Mr. Jackson said. Then I asked, "Just out of curiosity, why me?" "Well to be honest, " Virginia said, "You're the ideal person that would be my right-hand man for the job." Did she just say 'right-hand man'? Then old man Otis chimes in again, "We've like you to start and train under her starting in August, when you all come back from shut down." "This is a real golden opportunity for you Mr. McMillan," Mr. Jackson said. "In addition, you'll receive some fringed benefits, along with some extra perks." The more I think about this, the better it all sounds. But then Virginia chimes in again, "But there's a catch to all of tnis." "And what might that be?" I asked. ""You would have to work the graveyard with me," Virginia said. "You would also have to help train some newcomers as well. I'm what you my call the tranny specialist. We'd be manufacturing and distributing transmissions for all pickup trucks." I'm glad she was being specific when she said tranny, I was hoping she wasn't a drag queen. Old man ...