I was never one to look or stare at girls for an excessive period of time. I thought girls and then women should be treated equally and bought into the whole equal rights stuff too. If I did see a hot girl I would glance like every other man and then go about my day. I never saw the need for catcalling or being a general ass to the other gender of the species. I like to be treated with respect and I did the same with other people. I guess that's why I was put in charge.

 

I took a job at warehouse in the downtown part of the city and was promoted quickly as I was switched to the night shift. It was in a bad neighborhood and the crime rate was pretty high too. We had security and a gated fence; the building was a safe as could be. It had nice grass in the front and a well-maintained atmosphere that the people in the area liked. It was mainly because the warehouse was the sole provider of decent jobs and the tax revenue was badly needed in the area.

 

The promotion to the night manager put me in charge of the restocking the inventory bins, and also the cleaning crew for the front offices. It was an easy job and I loved it. There were fewer jobs that paid anywhere near to my salary and the unemployment rate was high with businesses moving out of the city.

 

My performance reviews were always the highest and my crew of five guys worked great with each other. I had no issues with my staff, and I kept a laid-back approach to being boss. I knew I could replace each guy I had with another guy in a day, but I enjoyed working with a crew that was dedicated, competent and fun to be around.

 

It was my third year of being boss that really changed things. The cleaning staff for the front offices were Mexicans. I had one of my coworkers do the translating and give them the instructions of what to clean and how it needed to be done; not that they needed the instructions as there were never any issues with them. The crew did an amazing job and there was never an issue either.

 

When the cleaning crew did not come one night, I emailed my boss the next day. It was odd and by the next day we found out that the company was gone as all the workers were rounded up in an immigration sweep. I was then told the following day that the new cleaning crew would be reporting to me and that I was to tell them what was to be done.

 

I showed up to a black girl waiting for me in my office. What caught my attention was how she looked. Now some men love asses and some love breasts. I kinda am a mix between the two though. This girl looked about thirty, but her body told another story, a much younger, tighter story.

 

She introduced herself as Tanisha and I shook her hand acting like a gentleman. She was light skinned and had dark straight hair. I figured she was here for the cleaning job as my crew was not going anywhere in this job market and the only positions were for cleaning.

 

I tried my best to look at her eyes and not her body. Her shirt held back a nice firm set of tits that were clearly on display with her low-cut top. When I walked with her to the front offices, my eyes wandered to her ass. It was both tight and round. The dark leggings she wore seemed to hug every inch of her butt and she had curves that gave me an instant erection.

 

I showed her what needed to be cleaned and what was expected. The only thing different from this crew was that I was now tasked with making sure the new crew had legal status. I just asked for the identification of her crew this time.

Tanisha had a crew of three and not the normal five that the other's crew had. I wondered if they had enough people, but I assumed they knew that when they took the job. I just decided to make sure to check their work before the end of my shift to see if they were going to pull off a five-person job with just three of them including Tanisha.

 

***

It was Monday and Tanisha's crew was scheduled to work. I only met Tanisha and was wondering how a crew of three was going to do the job of five. I remember seeing the Mexican's work and knew they took no breaks and worked their asses off. I wasted a week of my guys doing some of the cleaning and did not want to fall behind on my own tasks that needed to be done.

 

I walked to the front and saw Tanisha. Her breasts were almost hanging out as she wore a tank top that barely covered anything. I had no idea why a girl with a big chest would go without a bra, but at that moment, I did not care. Her leggings were tight, and her curves were eye candy for all those who saw her. Her cleavage was almost calling out to my eyes as I just wanted to look at it.

 

I walked around and saw another girl pushing a broom and noticed that the other girl was in her mid thirties maybe and cute. Both she and Tanisha had a caramel skin tone with short straightened hair. Each of them had a tank top on that showed off more skin then I would see in most magazines.

 

I smiled and waved not trying to stare as I saw the third girl walking towards me. She was young, much younger than my thirty years, but not go to jail young. Her skin tone was a lighter shade of caramel and was a few inches shorter than me. I thought maybe twenty or twenty-two tops. My head did a double take as she was not just cute, but super cute. She had her hair straight like the other girls, except her hair was much longer and held in a ponytail. She had high cheek bones and a face that could easily pass for a model.

 

I was enthralled by her face, but I quickly looked down and saw that her shirt held back an impressive set of breasts. They must have been huge and her small frame only made them appear even larger. She was wearing a simple t-shirt, but I could easily tell that she was well endowed and just as big as Tanisha. With her small frame her breast appeared to be massive for her. Although she did not flaunt her chest, there was no hiding it either as the shirt she was wearing pushed out from her breasts.

 

I waved to her not wanting to stare as I felt that she was the hottest black girl I had ever seen. I was never into black girls before, but something about her made me need to see more. I took a few steps and then turned around to see her ass. She had on sweatpants and I could clearly see that her ass was something amazing too. It had the most perfect curve to it and while being wide but not fat.

 

I then saw Tanisha walk up to me. "Hey! Mr. Boss man."

 

I stopped and gave her a confused look as I was never called boss man and did not know what she needed from me. What I did do was make sure I did not stare too long at her breasts as they bounced all over the place as she hurried towards me.

 

"You mind if we cut out early? We got someplace to be."

 

I am a punctual worker and everyone in my crew was the same. I enjoyed working with guys who held the same work ethic as me, but if something came up I never once said no, but she was not one of my crew. She was the cleaning staff who sort of operated on their own. I was just in charge of making sure stuff got done and they did not steal anything.

 

"I guess...I mean as long as everything is cleaned."

 

"Ohhhh...yeah. We got that shit," she said while giving me a no worry look.

 

"Okay then. If you get done early, then I don't see a reason why you can't leave," I said thinking that the other crew never asked to leave, but then wondered if it was a language thing.

 

When the crew did leave, I got a better look at the younger girl as she walked by. Her breasts bounced with ever step and her ass swayed in unison with her steps. I let my thoughts drift to what she would look like naked and then felt a twinge of an erection from it.

 

I gave her a big smile and was shocked when she returned it. The other girls did the same and then my eyes wandered to their asses as the leggings they were wearing gave me masturbation fantasies.

 

My crew needed my hand moving equipment with the forklift and then I needed to piss. Before I got done the morning shift was just about to head in and I wanted to see what the cleaning crew missed. I had a feeling something was not done. I did not want my guys to do the work and for fucks sake, I was not going to be cleaning up.

 

I walked to the front offices and saw that the bathrooms were missed, and all the trash was not thrown away. It was picked up but not put in the dumpster like it was supposed to be. I knew I told Tanisha that and now I had to do it myself. I quickly grabbed a cart to haul away the twelve bags of trash and then tossed it.

 

As I was heading out, I saw Joe who I knew owed me a favor from a month ago when I gave him a day off and did not charge him. I called on that favor to get the bathroom cleaned and then figured how I was going to handle Tanisha tomorrow.