(mobile) So I received a few messages about my story about Mike the bartender. You can view the first part of the story here: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6w0cfw/mf_a_double_shift_with_a_fun_break/?st=J6SRC87A&sh=6175e0a5
Mike and I had officially hooked up a few times but hadn’t had sex yet. I found it odd, but since most of our hookups had been in his car, I could understand why. One weeknight, I was sitting at his bar with another coworker who’d gotten off early, eating dinner after my shift. It was slow and no one was really in the restaurant, including a manager, since the GM had left and we hadn’t replaced him yet. We really got away with murder when there wasn’t a manager around.
I was closing my tab so Mike could finish up for the night and he slid me another piece of paper after running my card. It said “come to the back room” in Sharpie. I told my coworker I was going out for a cig and beelined it to the back so no one would see us walking back together. I waited for him at the door to the back room and he invited me in, looking around quickly to make sure no one was there. The dishwashers and cooks had all left by then, and since there was no manager, we were in the clear.
Mike put away all of his stuff that needed to be stored overnight and slapped my ass. Hard. I was wearing a skater-style dress and regular run-of-the-mill panties. I made a mental note to start wearing sexier stuff when I knew we were working together just in case. He continued to fondle my ass and tits and after a minute asked what I wanted. I’d told him before that that I wanted him to finish me and he’d fingered me one night in his car, but I wanted more. I looked up and looked him dead in the eye as I told him “You know what I want.” He led me over to a supply shelf, bent me over the shelf, and lifted my skirt.
As I mentioned, Mike is big. Even with that, him playing with my ass and tits coupled with the realization that we were finally going to fuck had me soaked. He had no problem as he pushed my panties aside and inserted his whole length at once. I gasped loudly and he reminded me immediately that even though it was unlikely, we could still be caught. I needed to be quiet. I replied that it was hard to be quiet because it felt amazing, and I meant it. Mike’s cock fit perfectly in my tight pussy and I was growing wetter. He continued to fuck me slowly for a few minutes as I tried to muffle my moans.
Once he picked up speed, it was impossible to be quiet. He was hitting all of the right spots inside me and I was loving it. I ended up burying my face in a stack of beverage napkins just to have something to quiet my inevitable screams. I could hear his balls slapping against my ass as he worked me closer and closer to orgasm. “Fuck, you feel so good,” he whispered. I just gasped, mouth open and unable to believe I was finally fucking this hot bartender I’d lusted after forever.
It wasn’t long before Mike reached his hand around and started rubbing my clit while he fucked me. This sent me right over the edge. I moaned hard into the stack of napkins and begged him not to stop as I spasmed all over his cock, his hands and the shelf the only things keeping me from falling into a limp puddle on the floor. I sighed and my breathing remained heavy as Mike slowly pulled out his cock and turned me back around. Immediately, he pushed me down onto my knees. It was his turn.
I complied, as usual, slowly working his length into my mouth until I could feel him hitting the back of my throat. I grabbed his balls in one hand and played with them as I continued to take him deeper into my mouth, aching to swallow his cum again. “Look at me,” he commanded, and I obeyed, watching his eyes as my head bobbed. Finally, I watched his eyebrows furrow and he unleashed the biggest load I’d ever swallowed. I felt it fill my mouth and burst at the seams as I saw him through his orgasm, only taking his cock out of my mouth when I was sure I had every last drop.
I stood up, pulled my panties back into place, and went back out for half a cigarette so my coworker didn’t think I was bullshitting when I came back in not smelling like cigs. I wore a sinister smile. I’d finally gotten my back room romp with Mike.
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