I [M24] fucked a coworker [F20] during operating hours when I worked at a restaurant. [MF]

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I used to work at a restaurant. It was a small family run place, emphasis on the small. The entire kitchen had enough room for an oven, 2 electric smokers, a 3 bowl dishwasher sink, and a food prep sink. After we carved out space for the dry storage, there was hardly enough room for the 3 employees typically working at any given one time.

One night, I was closing with a pair of younger employees. One of them was closer to my age, let’s call her Terri. The other was a high schooler looking to pick up a few extra bucks working a shift or two a week. Our boss, the owner, typically worked in the office that was downstairs, under the kitchen.

Terri was a friend of my sisters, we had known eachother for a while but didn’t really know eachother. Growing up, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t attracted to her. And who wouldn’t be? She was and had always been lean and athletic, waves of brown hair flowed down past her shoulders with a small streak of blonde in her bangs. She was also petite, maybe 5′ or 5′-1″ she had a few tattoos (my ultimate weakness) filled with vibrant colors that never failed to capture my attention.

Her, myself and the younger employee were working in the kitchen one night, wrapping up the daily prep duties when the high schooler asks if he could take his break early to sit and eat with his girlfriend. I agreed and sent him off. Now it’s just Terri and I in the back.

“Even he has a girlfriend? Goddamn it I need to get laid” Terri says out of nowhere.

“Really? I’d have thought a girl like you has no trouble finding someone to have a good time with”

“A girl like me? What is that supposed to mean?” Terri quizzically questioned with a half cocked smile.

“You know what I mean, a dime piece like yourself shouldn’t ever have to look very hard for a good time”

“I wish more guys on campus felt the same way” she finished, with a tone of sexual frustration.

“Really? Can I ask how many guys have been lucky enough to take you out?” She smiles and starts counting all the past flings in her head, I can see her fingers go up one by one as she adds them up. Eventually landing on a total of 4.

“4? That’s not bad” I say moving closer to her by the counter in the kitchen “that’s pretty good. And I’m sure you have to deal with all these young boys who don’t know what they’re doing. If you ever want a man, I don’t mind helping you finish the hand and being your number 5” I finish, nervous that I totally misread the situation. I see her eyes look me up and down and she bites her lip with a smile.

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“Ok, fuck it. Let’s do it” she says with a lustful smile. “But I want you to do it to me here, at work, right now”

This was not my first rodeo, public exhibition was (and still is) a huge kink of mine, so she had no idea the lustful smut that entered my mind as she asked that. We go to the back corner of the kitchen where it would be hard for anyone upfront to be able to see us and she slides her panties down her leg. My dick is starting to swell just from the anticipation of what is coming.

I lean back and she slowly slides her work jeans down, revealing her magnifictly sculpted bubble butt. She backs it up against me, feeling my cock get harder through my jeans as she pushes back on me, teasing me and building up anticipation. I unbutton my jeans and my nearly erect dick flops out and a look of suprise comes over her face.

“Fuck, if I knew how hung you were it wouldn’t have taken me this long to take your pants off” she says as she gets down on her knees. She grabs my shaft and starts to slowly swirl her tongue around my dick’s head. I lean my head back and feel the whole thing go to the back of her throat. *gluck…..gluck…..gluck*¬† she’s trying to take the whole thing, looking up at me and forcing it down deeper. I give her a light *smack* across the face and she lets out a small moan.

“Oh daddy, how did you know I like it rough?” She asked, biting her bottom lip. I pull her back up to her feet and bend her over of the counter. I lean real close to her ear and whisper;

“I know a good girl when I see one”

She lets out a whimper and I glide my fingers up and down her pussy, feeling how wet she is. I spit on my hand to lube her up a little more, before slowly sliding inside. She lets out a small moan, I grab a handful of her hair and yank her head backwards. Rhythmically sliding my stone hard cock in and out, I lean in again:

“There’s a lot of people up there baby girl, if you really wanna be as good as you say, you’re gonna have to take it quietly”

I wasn’t wrong, the owner was working downstairs and could show up without a moments notice, the high schooler could come back from his break, a customer could peer in at just the right angle and see everything. It made everything so much hotter.

Knowing time was limited, I wasted none. As soon as I started speeding up, she braced herself by putting both arms against the wall, pushing back onto me. With a fistful of her lucious hair in one hand and a handful of ass in the other, I take full control of her body. Pummeling her tight little pussy red, she’s struggling to stay quiet. I hear stifled whimpers and moans as I pound her into the table. She’s biting her arm to try and stay quiet, her head jerking back and forth from the force of each thrust. My balls slapping against her clit.

“D-Don’t c-cum in me daddy, I’m not on th-the pill!” She warned while panting.

“Then you better be ready to swallow like a good girl” I demand. By now I’m going full speed, rhythmicly clapping till I feel her pussy start to pulsate. That’s when I whisper in her ear:

“Cum for daddy like a good little slut”

It was almost immediate, I felt her tense up around my cock and she couldn’t help but moan. I covered her mouth with my hand as she was rocked by wave after wave of ecstasy. Once her legs stopped shaking and she caught her breath, she got down on her knees in front of me and shoves my dick to the back of her throat. I put one hand on her head and start throat fucking her till I shoot rope after rope of hot cum down her throat. She swallowed each stream like a good girl would and got back on her feet. Just moments before the high schooler came back from his break.

We hooked up a few more times after that until she moved states to start at a new college. But still whenever I visit that restaurant, I just think about absolutely wreacking Terri in the back corner of the kitchen and how all those employees have no idea.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lx5fco/i_m24_fucked_a_coworker_f20_during_operating

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