It had been nearly a week since I went into that department store and had the most unbelievably erotic night of my life. I thought about it every waking moment, and had jerked off to it more times than I could keep count of. I lost focus at work, and just started fanaticizing about her hot young virgin mouth, and how she seemed to be so into it. The trouble was I had no idea what to do next. Should I even do anything? I’d even gone so far as to sit in the parking lot when her car was there, contemplating if I should go inside or not. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any longer. I had to take action, or I was going to go insane. From what I could tell, she worked mostly in the evenings, which would make sense if she were in school I suppose.
So after work one evening, I went to check and see if her car was in the lot. I was in luck, and it was right there in the same place it had been parked on the best night of my life. I had picked out my best outfit that said “casual-yet still young-business professional”, right out of GQ. Did girls her age even go for that sort of thing…? It was too late to change it now, at any rate. I mustered all the confidence I had, and strode into the store. I walked around for a few minutes, half pretending to shop, but mostly looking for her. Finally, I came around a corner, and spotted her. She was facing away from me, giving me a perfect view of her tight sexy body from behind. She wore a pair of black slacks that were so tight they left no room to imagine how her figure beneath them looked. They curved perfectly around her soft, round ass. It transitioned into a top that was just as tight, and see-through! Even though she had another shirt on beneath it, the lacey pattern allowed for a very good view of what was beneath. It fit the dress code here, I suppose, but only just barely. When I was finally able to tear my mind away from how she looked, I noticed she was idly folding clothes as she was chatting with another store employee. He was a young guy, about her age, and he was grinning ear to ear talking to her. I felt a slight pang of jealousy… which I definitely shouldn’t have… she was technically nothing to me, but still, it was there. I watched them for a few moments. He would say something, and she would giggle eagerly. He would smile even wider, clearly pleased with himself for whatever witticism he’d come up with, and they would start the dance all over again. It was the most blatant flirting I’d ever seen. Well… I’d used all the courage I had just to walk in the store, so there was no way I was leaving that easily… That thought in mind, I forced myself to saunter right over to the counter they were using to fold the clothes. I walked right up to them, and stopped just behind where she was standing. The boy stopped talking right away, and looked a little annoyed I was there, but instinctively blurted out his standard retail line.
“Can we help you with something, sir?”
The focus of all my fantasies and desires spun to see who he was talking to, still smiling from all the giggling she’d been doing. As soon as her eyes met mine, she froze. She nearly dropped the shirt she’d been folding, and a look of bewilderment overtook her face. I glanced quickly at his nametag, so her teen crush’s name was Chris…
“Yes, sorry to interrupt your conversation, uhhh… Chris…” I looked away from him, and locked gazes with her after briefly glancing at her nametag. Rachel. “Miss, I just saw you from across the aisle over there, and I just felt I had to come over and tell you. You are the loveliest young woman I think I have ever seen…”
It was beyond lame, but I had nothing better, and hopefully she knew why I was here just as much as I did. For some reason, now, talking to her, the anxiety had gone completely away, and it felt right to be here.
“I just wanted to let you know that, and give you this.” I slipped my card deftly from my pocket, and held it out in front of me in her direction.
She hesitated, still frozen in place, now switching focus between me, and the ground, and all around, deciding what to do. I stole a quick glance over at Chris, and to my immense satisfaction, he had put on a look that was a mixture of dissatisfaction, anger, and jealousy. Not what I had come here for, but a definite added bonus. While he was really cute, cutting him off so blatantly kind of turned me on. It was clear she was uncomfortable, I could see, or maybe just hoped, that she wanted to take it, but she wasn’t any more pleased I was doing this in front of him than he was. Finally, after several seconds that lasted for hours, she grudgingly, and quickly, snatched the card from my hand, and put on nervous smile, and giggled just slightly.
“Thanks.” And with that, turned back to what she was doing, totally ignoring me.
That was ok, I had gotten what I wanted, and then some. So I just grinned right at Chris, and winked at him, then turned and walked away. They went back to their conversation, and as badly as I wanted to hear how she covered that up, I didn’t want to push my luck, so I left the store. The moment I set foot outside, the rush I’d felt inside washed away, and a wave hit me. I was practically shaking from excitement and nervousness. I’d never done anything like that before, and it was exhilarating. Now all that was left to do was wait. The card had my cell phone number on it, she had to make the next move.
Two days went by, and the anticipation was far worse than it had been before. Then, I’d done nothing, so expected nothing. Now, I checked my phone every few minutes, hoping for something. Between the fantasizing about her before, and the anxiety of waiting for a sign now, I’d really started to slack off at work. I was still relatively new, so I was just hoping my boss wouldn’t notice. Finally, the fateful day arrived, it just happened while I was at work.
I’d managed to force myself to start getting something productive done when my phone buzzed. I stopped what I was doing immediately to get it out of my pocket. It was from a number I didn’t have saved in my phone… It just simply read
‘It’s Rachel’
I could hardly believe it. All the waiting, and now that she finally texted me, I had no idea what to say back.
‘I’m glad you decided to talk. I’ve been thinking a lot about you.’
‘Same’
Unsure if it was a generational thing, and young people were always this vague and difficult, or if she was just nervous, but I was going to have to keep the conversation moving, I supposed.
‘Oh yeah? What exactly were you thinking about?’
A fairly long pause.
‘Your cock’
The moment she’d messaged me, I’d started to get a bit aroused, but the instant I read that text, my dick jumped to full attention, and was pushing hard into the fabric of my underwear.
‘I got the impression you liked what you saw.’
‘I did’
‘I also got the impression you liked the taste…’
A much longer pause this time.
‘Loved it’
The hand that wasn’t holding the phone had now moved to my crotch, and I couldn’t help but start to rub myself. Hearing her speak so directly about loving it was taking me back to that night, and turning me on beyond measure.
‘That makes me very happy…and horny… to know. I’ve touched myself thinking of you every night since then’
‘Me too’
This was amazing. I could not have asked for it to go more perfectly. But how did I move things in the direction that I wanted?
‘Since you enjoyed it so much, I would be happy to help you relive the sights and tastes any time at all.’
‘Lol, I’m sure you’d like that’
Not quite what I’d wanted to here. Was she just playing hard to get, or was she teasing me from the start…?
‘You wouldn’t?’
‘I would’
At least I was getting somewhere…
‘Then let’s make it happen.’
‘Ok’
Wow! This was really happening! Did she just agree? My head was clouded and fuzzy, and I didn’t even realize it, but my hand had slipped into my pants, and I was now playing with myself under my desk, the head of my dick soaked with precum.
‘Great. Tonight? Just name the time and place.’
‘Idk’
Shit… What now? I didn’t want to appear too desperate… and there were footsteps in the hall, reminding me I needed to get back to work.
‘I’ll let you know. Can I get something to hold me over until then?’
‘Like what?’
‘Well, you’ve seen an awful lot of me…’
‘Lol, oh’
Then more silence. Dammit… maybe she was just toying with me, maybe she had no intentions at all, and just wanted to string me along. I set the phone down, starting to give up hope, and was about to go back to work. Then suddenly, another buzz. I grabbed it quickly, and eagerly flicked it back on as a picture message was coming through. My singular focus distracted me from the fact that someone had walked up behind my desk. The picture loaded, and I brought it to full screen. My mouth nearly fell open. On the screen was the body that would make a Greek Goddess jealous. The top of the picture started at her neck. She was laying on a bed, making her best effort to look relaxed and sexy while still taking a picture of herself with a phone. Her skin was smooth, and a sexy soft white. The complexion was even throughout, no tan lines, but it didn’t look like she got much sun anyway. Her gorgeous teenage breasts were laid bare for me to revel in. They weren’t huge, probably a b cup, which was my favorite size. They were perky, and had a perfect curve to them, topped my tiny, erect, pink nipples, pointing up at me through the screen. They sloped back down into a stomach that matched the carved perfection of the rest of her body. Sculpted curves across her bellybutton, and down around her hip bones. And the bottom of the picture ended just a few inches below that. Leaving just enough of what might lie beneath to the imagination, but revealing enough to drive me wild. If I hadn’t become acutely aware of the presence behind me, I might not have been able to resist pulling my dick out right there and rubbing one out to this picture. But only after a few scarce seconds of enjoyment, I snapped back to reality. My boss was standing over my shoulder, and had clearly been there just long enough. He was staring right at my screen, well aware of what I was doing. I think I managed to get my hand out of my pants before he noticed that. I locked the screen on the phone, and tried to hide it, but there was really no point.
“Mr. Martin. I need to see you in my office… give yourself five minutes or so first though…”
Shit! Well, I was glad he had given me that last courtesy, at least. Going there with him now would be a horrible situation, given my current circumstance… Getting caught in such a compromising position at work had gone a long way to completely kill my boner though, and within a minute or so of him leaving, my arousal was the last thing on my mind. I was fucked. And not in the good way. I was fired for sure… I tried to come up with a plan, or an excuse, but my mind was drawing a total blank. Being left with no other choice, I mustered the nerve, and slowly made my way to his office. When I walked in he was behind his desk, a chair facing it for me to sit in.
“Have a seat, Mr. Martin. I was coming to get you this afternoon anyway, that last part was…unintended. I was coming to see you about your performance over the last week or so. Now before you start, don’t worry, I wasn’t planning on firing you. I hired you because you had so much promise in the first place. I just wanted to see why things weren’t going as well as before. But… well… after what I saw today, I can kind of guess why.” He chuckled, understandingly. “I understand a new… hot relationship… can take a lot of your focus. I’m not just going to totally forgive your poor performance, but I will forget what happened today… although I wont forget what I saw!” He chuckled again. I bet he wouldn’t… “So let’s just put it this way, you’re forgiven for this past week, but you need to get back to the standards we expect here!”
He continued on some more in this same line, but I was just so relieved I wasn’t fired that I found it hard to take in all he was saying. I finally took in what was around me, and looked down onto his desk and noticed a family picture… with his wife… and his daughter… And either I was completely hallucinating, or his daughter looked just like Rachel… Now totally drowning out whatever else he was saying, I looked around to a few more pictures of family, and was quickly convinced… no doubt about it… that was Rachel… My new bosses’ daughter had sucked my cock in a parking lot, and sent me a naked picture of herself… I’d accidently showed him his daughter naked…
So I guess this one wasn't as… erotic… but I guess it's kind of a bridge, so if there's positive feedback, it leads into the other stories. Hope you enjoyed, and again, all feedback welcomed.
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