At work with FWB in the walk-in cooler

Andi and I had been friends all through high school. We had dated a few times, but our “relationship” never seemed to deepen too far, which wasn’t the worst thing to have happen in high school. Even though our emotional relationship plateaued relatively quickly, our physical relationship continued to blossom. We communicated well, and both comfortably held the same perspective on our physical relationship. We were having a lot of fun with each other, and were learning as we went along.

She had gladly given me her virginity as part of this friendship, and she also had a natural propensity for giving head. I don’t know where she learned her technique, but I like to think it was simply from all of our practice. Also, she loved to swallow my cum. With her first blowjob, and every single one following that, she eagerly swallowed every drop. Andi had an incredible body! She was petite and curvy; a well stacked 5’2”. Her 36D breasts were full, firm, and hung perfectly on her 18-year-old frame. Her curves continued on to her ass, which fitted her frame well. Her pussy was a thing of beauty, and she enjoyed showing it off to me and using it to draw me in. Her clit was easily encouraged, revealing itself nicely when aroused.

Andi and I also worked together at the same restaurant. She worked the front as a waitress, and I worked in the kitchen. It was a fun place to work, and we got to spend more time together. Before this particular day, we had never considered messing around at work, simply because the stakes were too high. The owner was friends of both of our families, and the last thing we needed was to risk all of that. This particular night, though, set itself up differently. It was early in the week, the weather was crappy, which resulted in a slow dinner rush. Our boss was out of town for the night, and it was just four of us working, two in front and two in back.

We hadn’t had an opportunity to hook up over the past couple of weeks, so I was hungry for a little action with Andi. Early in the evening, I had the opportunity to ask her what her plans were for after work. “Nothing…” was her response, which was accompanied by a knowing look in her eyes. “Me either” was my sarcastic response. Our hook up was set.

Knowing that we were each in for some that night, we became emboldened by the situation, which allowed us to flirt with each other consistently through the evening. It was fun, and the sexual tension grew higher and higher. At one point in the evening, I headed into the walk-in cooler to check on the chicken that was brining for the next day. As I was elbows deep in raw chicken and brine, Andi walked in to refill something from up front. While thinking of something smart to say to her, I abruptly sensed her behind me. I felt her hand run around my hip on my jeans, and stop upon my cock, giving a gentle squeeze. She had me at a disadvantage! I wasn’t hard yet, but that situation was quickly changing. She pulled me close to her, my ass up against her groin as she encouraged my cock to grow hard. “I’m looking forward to getting this after work” she stated, then gave me a firm squeeze, knowing she had me rock hard. With that, she slinked away. “Dammit!” I jokingly rebuked her, stuck at the barrel of chicken with a hard on.

Now I was on a mission. I had to get her back. I was still nervous, because this was wrong and risky, but I couldn’t simply leave it where it was. I missed two opportunities with her in the walk in because I actually had to put out orders, and she knew it. She walked by, coming out of the walk in, with a little grin on her face. Finally, another opportunity presented itself. She’s headed to the walk-in with a try of bottles to put away. I had orders going, but I had about a minute’s window that I could use. I catch the door just behind her and follow her in. She’s still got the tray in her hands, which gives me the advantage I’m looking for. I grab her hips with both hands and stop her. “Hold on” I state. I’m close behind her, steadying her body against mine. With my left hand still at her hip, my right hand forces its way down the front of her pants. My head is next to hers and I say “I need to check something” as I work through the tight confines of her clothing, working down to my destination. My middle finger splits her folds, and quickly finds her warm, slick juices. Obviously, she’s been thinking about this, and us. I drive deeper, and verify that she is indeed greatly aroused. “Yep, just as I thought.” I state, pulling my hand back out, and leave her standing there, tray still in her hands.

As I walked out of the walk-in, I was euphoric. Things were ratcheting up quickly, and I couldn’t wait to fuck her after work. She walked by a few minutes later, a look of knowing that I got her back mixed with the smolder relaying how worked up she was at that particular moment. The evening continued on, and the only thing on my mind was how hot an unbelievable that sex was going to be with her after work. Then, an unexpected lull. She appeared in the kitchen, and literally stood there to gain my attention. When I saw her, and our eyes met, it was very simple. She didn’t wink, raise her eyebrows, not her head in the direction of the walk-in, nothing. It was just a look. She broke our gaze as she turned and headed towards the walk-in. I closed the prep station I was cleaning, and headed that direction. I wasn’t nervous or worried, I just went.

As I opened the door to the walk-in, she was at the other end, facing away from me but looking back over her shoulder. She had her thumbs hooked in the sides of her pants, and upon seeing me, pushed them and her panties down, exposing her bare ass to me. I unbutton my jeans and get them unzipped by the time I get to her. She’s leaning on one of the shelves, presenting herself to me. I pull my cock out, which had been hard for about the last hour, and direct my head to her lips. As I breach the fold, I’m again met with her ample juices. I run my cock head up and down the length of her pussy a few times, teasing her clit, then move back to her hole and enter her. Since her legs are together, and her pussy isn’t wide open for me, it takes a few thrusts to work her juices deep enough onto my cock to lubricate a full thrust. When we’re there, though, the sensation is incredible!

The wetness and tightness of her young pussy surrounding my cock is euphoric. The salaciousness of everything leading up to this, along with the riskiness involved, has me headed towards a quick, powerful orgasm. I’m pounding her with veracity, one hand on her shoulder to pull us together as deeply as possible with each thrust. The sensations of her lips, pubis, g-spot and cervix upon my shaft and cock head are too much, and I’m reaching my climax.

I tap her on the hip, letting her know that I’m about to cum. We’ve worked out this sign on purpose. I had mentioned earlier that she loves to swallow my cum when she gives me a blow job. Well, it goes beyond that. She wants to swallow my cum every time I orgasm. I pull out of her and she turns and drops to her knees in front of me. Like so many times before, she inhales my cock, covered with her pussy juices. She wittingly fucks me with her mouth, working for her prize. Jolt after jolt of my jism spurts forth, as she continues her assault on my cock. She hungrily sucks me dry, ensuring she hasn’t missed a drop.

As she releases me from her mouth, I distinctly remember seeing a wisp of vapor appear as my wet shaft meets the cold air of the cooler.

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