Did you know that many elevators have cameras in them? We didn’t. [MF]

I had one week left working at the bar before I moved away. I had already started my new job and was strictly working weekends to make some extra cash. Apparently, they had hired a new girl to be a hostess and maybe pick up some serving shifts once I was gone; let’s call her Amy. Amy was 18 or 19, had just moved to town from across the country, and was getting used to the change of pace things brought in this little college town. She was tall — probably 5’10 — long dark hair, blue eyes, slim figure, and a lot of tattoos. She had ink on her arms, neck, face, legs, stomach, everywhere. This was a pretty uncommon thing to see on girls her age — especially where we were — but it was really hot.

I met her one Saturday when I was working a double. She was still in training and was working with one of the day shift people to learn the ropes of how things were different on a Saturday. She had an exuberant personality and I was immediately attracted to her. I was there to work, however, and I had a rule about not dipping my pen in the company ink, so I wasn’t trying to pursue anything. That didn’t stop her from flirting though. She ended up staying for the night shift to help train and clear tables and I don’t think she was cut out for the restaurant business. She was great to talk to and pretty to look at, but she was slow to pick up on things and didn’t understand how complicated our particular restaurant was or how particular our clientele were. By the end of the night the other servers had taken out their frustration on her numerous times and I think she was on the verge of tears and quitting.

I pulled her aside and tried to boost her confidence, let her know what I thought she’d need to do differently to succeed, and reminded her that servers are — by nature — stressed out people. She went home and I saw her again the next morning at the start of the day shift. It was a really slow Sunday for whatever reason and the staff was tasked with cleaning… everything. Specifically, she and I were tasked with scrubbing down the elevator and giving it a polish. Almost no one ever used it, so I don’t know why it needed to be cleaned, but we did what we were told.

We started to flirt with one another and I was getting more and more into her. It occurred to me that I wouldn’t be here much longer and that my arbitrary rule about sex with coworkers was, in fact, quite arbitrary. I started to make explicit remarks about how fun it would be to hook up with someone in an elevator like this; how hot it would be to risk the doors opening at any minute. She agreed with me and in no time we were making out and running our hands all over each other. We were, probably, moments away from escalating things further when suddenly the elevator ‘dinged’ and the doors started to slide open.

Our manager was standing there, hands on her hips, with a very disappointed face. “Hey, Veronica,” I said casually, “what’s up?” She pointed to the top right corner of the elevator and I noticed — for the first time — that there was a camera in the elevator.

I laughed, apologized, and told her we’d get back to work. I had a great relationship with management so she shook her head and walked away. We finished our job, did our work for the day, and I asked her if she wanted to go out with me that night after I got off work. She happily agreed, I got her number and address, and that was that.

As things were winding down I asked to get cut early — I was horny — and reached out to Amy. She told me she was ready any time and as soon as I could I picked her up and we went out about the town. She was way too young to go anywhere and I really didn’t know where to take her; so we went to the local Walmart. I don’t know why. I was attracted to the bright lights like a moth to flame I suppose. We joked around a lot, she was easy to make laugh, and eventually I pretended to hump the building. She had said “Fuck Walmart” I told her “I’m so horny, I think I will.”

We made out for a while in the parking lot, but that wasn’t going to work for either of us and the night was still relatively young. We drove around and then I asked if she had ever been to the local landmark about 45 minutes drive from us. She hadn’t so that is where we went. We spent an hour or two walking around, talking, kissing. She flashed me her perky little tits a few times and I told her how badly I wanted her. There was no one around, so we started to hook up and I fingered her pussy outside while she kissed my neck.

“Lets go back to my house.” She was very direct and I liked it. We drove back home and she gave me road head almost the entire way. It was driving me wild and I desperately wanted to fuck her on the side of the road like I had done to someone else a few months prior. No luck — she wanted to be home before we moved forward.

When we got back to her place we made our way inside and she was naked in a flash. I got to see all of her tattoos and how they accentuated her features so beautifully. I wish I could remember what they were so I could describe the scene more effectively, but suffice it to say they turned me on. I disrobed as well and we made out in the buff, right in her living room, windows open for the world to see.

She mounted me right away; me watching as she lowered herself onto my throbbing erection. She used me for a while and I loved watching the way she worked her body. I came very fast, deep inside her. I wasn’t trying to, but she didn’t move when I told her I was going to cum and she didn’t stop riding me. She didn’t even stop after I came and just kept going and going. I was in ecstasy as I bucked my hips and moaned.

When she decided she was done she dismounted me and let my cum drip all over the floor. I was, somehow, still hard as a rock and she noticed right away. “That is amazing.” She said as she got down on her knees in front of me and took me into her mouth. She swallowed our combined sex and it was the biggest turn on. I asked her to give me 5 minutes so I could recover and then we could go back to it again. She laughed and said okay.

We had sex twice more that night on her couch and in her bed before I went home at 3 or 4 am. I had to be at work at my real job at 8 that day; so it was going to be a rough one. Completely worth it, but rough.

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