I hung up the phone frustrated. It was the second call-out of the night. Brad didn’t even sound sick, and he had called in sick twice in the last week. I think he just wanted to go down to the lake with his friends. But whatever, if he wanted to be unreliable, that was on him. I was a manager at the fast food joint, Brad and I were supposed to close the place, which meant staying until 12:30. Trin was off at 10 and Jess (another manager) was off at 8.
I put the phone down and left the office wondering what I could do about this. I walked up front to where our schedule was posted on a clipboard on the wall and took it off its hook and examined it. There was nobody I could call in to take his place. We were short staffed as it is. I was going to have to do everything myself. I sighed, I was going to be here until well past one in the morning finishing everything on my own…
Jess must have heard my frustration and came over to see what was going on. She was half a foot shorter than me with light brown eyes and dirty blonde hair tied back into a ponytail. She was just working part time to help pay for school, but I really enjoyed the few shifts I had with her. She had great common sense and was very clever. Somehow everything just went ten times smoother when she was here. She was a very quiet girl and really kept to herself. Despite being a manager, I had never once heard her give an order to an employee or even raise her voice. She was the type of person who would ask you to do something instead of telling you. She always kept her cool and her manners, and for that I had immense respect.
I filled her in on the situation. “Maybe you can help me figure this out… Brad called out tonight and he and I were supposed to close. I’m not really sure what to do.”
“Hmm is there anyone else we can call in to take his place?” She asked. She came over right next to me and looked at the schedule clipboard I was holding. As she did her left breast touched the back of my right hand ever so slightly. A second later I backed up an inch. It must have been an accident, I told myself. Her breasts were fairly large, I had in the past caught myself staring at them while she was occupied with other things. Had to have been an accident. They must get in the way sometimes. It had to be an accident. I kept repeating it to myself, in some sort of disbelief.
I quickly collected my thoughts and returned to reality. “Well I looked but it doesn’t look like there’s anyone that can come in. What do you think?”
“Yeah you’re right,” she agreed. “Well I could stay and close, it’ll be fun. I’ve never closed with you before!”
“Are you sure you want to stay another 4 hours though past when you’re supposed to be off? I don’t want to keep you from your evening off.”
“Of course it’s fine, I was only scheduled a half day today anyway. Besides between you and me I bet we can get everything done and get out of here early anyway!”
“God that would be awesome if we could. Alright let’s do it.” I crossed off the ‘8pm’ next to her name and wrote in ‘12pm?’ in pencil. “There we go it’s official.”
“Cool, I’m looking forward to it,” she said happily. She leaned in an inch to see my schedule change. Once again, her breast touched my hand. I did not back away, I wanted to see what she would do. She stayed motionless for a good five seconds, then rather than backing away she turned on her heel causing her breast to rub up my arm, then she walked back to the paperwork she was doing earlier. She said nothing, but the smile never left her face.
That night went off without a hitch. We had a busy dinner rush but handled things well. Jess was acting as if nothing had happened between us, which reinforced in my mind that she had done had been entirely by accident, despite it happening twice. Oh well, unintentional second base was fun for the few seconds while it lasted. After we closed up shop that night at 12:01 we locked the doors and went our separate ways to our cars with a quick “see you later.”
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Work the next few days was fairly typical, nothing major happened. People came in, people got their sandwiches, people left, we cleaned. Repeat several hundred times. Due to us having alternating days off Jess and I didn’t see each other until Thursday. On Thursday afternoon when she came in she said a quick hi on her way past the counter and went to the back of the store to put away her jacket and backpack. We had no customers so I was restocking the coolers and freezers.
I opened up the fry freezer and made a mental note of all the fried products I needed to grab from the walk-in freezer before heading to the back. As I rounded the corner to the back of the store what I saw shocked me. Jess was standing in the back evidently changing into her work shirt, but at the moment she was wearing only her jeans and a pink bra. I stood there frozen for what seemed like forever. Her skin was soft pale white. She had a handful of freckles on her shoulders. Her breasts were just barely covered by the pink lacy bra, and there was a small pink bow between the cups. They were glorious, they were easily D cups or larger and some of the fullest and roundest I had ever seen. No amount of seeing porn boobs could prepare me for seeing hers in real life, I was frozen in place, and had an instant erection.
“Hey there” she said. Her cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment but she made no attempt to cover herself.
“Uh, hey… um… fries!” I managed to get out before pointing wildly to the freezer. It was a miracle I got even those few words out. I dashed into the walk-in freezer and closed and latched the door behind me. God I was an idiot. I was so mad at myself for being so un-smooth. The throbbing erection in my pants didn’t help matters. I unzipped and unbuttoned my jeans and examined the problem. Full boner. This would be difficult to hide, and it showed no signs of going away anytime soon. I tucked it into the waistband of my boxers but it stuck upwards a good two inches past the waistband. I tucked in my shirt, paying special attention to make its folds hide the obvious bulge. It was still somewhat noticeable but it would have to do. I exited the freezer and was met with a (thankfully fully clothed) Jess.
“Sorry about that one hotshot,” she said as she quickly glanced down to the bulge in the front of my pants. She gave the slightest wink then turned on her heel and walked back up to the front. I couldn’t help myself, I watched her ass the whole way back to the front of the store. It was magnificent and round, and her tight pants hugged every curve. I watched transfixed staring at the slight sway in her hips as she took each step, it was mesmerizing. What was this girl doing to me?
I thought about her boobs throughout the evening, I couldn’t get the image out of my head, and I wasn’t sure I even wanted to. Working was difficult, I couldn’t entirely focus on anything. I was counting down the minutes until the other employees would be leaving and it would be just me and her again in the store so I could talk to her in private. But I couldn’t make my mind up on what to even say. “Hey I like your boobs” was probably the wrong thing to open with. “Do you want to go out some time?” was a step in the right direction, but it didn’t feel right. Every now and then I would look up from my work and see her there smiling back at me. She made me stupid, I couldn’t get my thoughts together. It was infuriating. I was running out of time and still had no idea what to do about this situation.
Scott finished up his closing checklist and was on his way out the door a few minutes later. He said bye to us and waved from the window as he walked to his car. Jess waved back. I took a deep breath and attempted to collect myself, briefly closing my eyes. I still had no clue how this was going to go or what to say, but I decided to wing it. When I reopened my eyes, she was gone. She was in front of me just ten seconds ago, just a few feet away! Weird.
I walked around the corner to the back of the store and found her leaning up against a table. “So it’s just us” she said softly as I rounded the corner.
“It’s just us,” I repeated.
“You’ve got something on your shoulder, dust or something.” She pointed to a non-specific area on my left shoulder. I brushed my hand against it a couple times.
“I don’t see anything; did I get it?”
“Not quite, here let me.” She stepped in a couple feet closing the gap between us. She brushed off an area on my shirt a little lower than I had. Almost to the point where I wouldn’t call it my shoulder, closer to my chest. But I’m not going to get into semantics here. “There you’re all set” she said. But her hand stayed on my chest. It lingered for a few seconds longer before she very slowly started to pull it back away. Now was my chance. I took her right hand in my left when it was an inch from my chest and put it right back where it was. She didn’t object. Her light brown eyes looked up into my green ones. “I can feel your heartbeat, its going fast” she said quietly as her hand slid down a couple more inches on my chest.
That must have been the understatement of the year. My heart was threatening to break through my chest with how hard and fast it was beating. And the fact that I knew she could feel it was not helping matters.
“It’s because I’m about to do this.” My left hand was still holding onto her hand. I placed my right hand behind her head and slowly pulled her in closer until our lips touched. Our first kiss was electric and for all I knew time could have stopped in the universe, I have no idea how long it lasted. When it ended she pulled away for a quick second and put her arms around the back of my neck, pulling me in closer. We kissed again, this time slightly harder and faster. The second was followed by a third, then a fourth, each with more passion and ferocity than the last. Her mouth opened and our tongues met.
There was a table behind her and I pushed her against it. “I’ve been wanting to do this all day!” I said as I closed the gap between us and kissed her again.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all week…” she kissed me again, meanwhile undoing the first few buttons on my shirt. She ran her hands along caressing the newly exposed skin. When she got to the last button she threw the shirt off my shoulders and it landed somewhere nearby in a pile on the floor. I pulled back from her and started on her shirt’s buttons, but as I undid each my lips touched the area underneath. A trail of kisses formed from her neck, between her full breasts, across her flat stomach, all the way south to her belly button. I threw her shirt on top of mine in the pile on the floor.
I was now basically kneeling in front of her. She pulled me back up to her face and returned to kissing me. My hands had been resting on her hips, but she then took my hands in her own and slid them up her sides. She moved my hands up the sides of her torso then around to the front of her breasts until I had one in each hand over her bra. They were slightly larger than a handful and I squeezed them in my hands. She moaned into my mouth. I pressed against them with my palms and rubbed each in opposite circular directions. This caused her to moan once again and involuntarily thrust her hips forward towards me. As I experimented with different combinations of rubbing and squeezing to see what reactions I could evoke from her, soon she was gyrating her hips against me. I could tell she was trying to grind up against my now fairly prominent erection, which was only causing it to get harder.
“What you’re doing feels amazing,” she said between heavy breaths, “but it would be even better if I ditched this thing.” She reached behind her back and with a quick motion unclasped her bra and shrugged the straps off her shoulders. It was now being held on only by my hands which were still massaging her breasts. I pulled it away and dropped it to the ground exposing her pale white breasts each capped with hard nipples pointing straight out at me. I lifted her and sat her down on the table, which brought her up to be a few inches taller than me but also gave me very easy access to her breasts which I immediately took full advantage of. I went back to my experimentation with them trying to elicit the best reactions from her but this time alternated between squeezing her nipples between my thumbs and fingers, licking, lightly biting, and kissing. After cycling through a few variations of this her breathing grew faster and more ragged and she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist.
She pulled my head away from her chest then reached down to my waist and quickly undid my pants, lowering them in one movement. She snaked her hand into my boxers and released my cock which sprang out towards her at full attention as it had been wanting to since the second I kissed her. “Ooh I want this,” she said in a delighted tone when she saw it. She held the head in her right hand and wrapped her left hand around the base, she then massaged it in slow rotating motions. As she did this I unbuttoned and lowered her pants. Underneath, her pink panties were thoroughly wet. I reached my hand into her panties and slowly made my way to the source of the heat and wetness. As my fingers brushed past her clit she let out a long encouraging moan. I took this as a good sign and gave her clit more attention, rubbing back and forth. I started with light pressure and got steadily heavier and heavier until she was actively grinding up against my hand. She was breathing the hardest she had been so far. I could tell she was getting close. Keeping pressure on her clit with my palm I went lower with my fingers, slowly pushing my middle finger between her folds and entering her. She eagerly accepted my middle finger so I added in my ring finger as well.
My playing with her had distracted her entirely from what she was previously doing with my cock, and it was once more begging for attention. With the hand that wasn’t occupied fingering her, I pushed her panties to one side and lined myself up at her entrance. I put my mouth right up to her ear. “Are you ready?” I asked her in a whisper.
“Oh yes. Do it, I need it!” she responded eagerly between heavy breaths. I could tell she was still close to the edge of orgasm. I bit her earlobe in response and received a deep moan in response. Before the moan was over I pushed the head of my cock into her before she suddenly became too tight for me to progress further. I felt a wash of her warm juices cover my cockhead as her orgasm quickly overtook her body. I tried to pull back and reenter her but she wrapped her legs tightly around my waist preventing me from backing out more than a fraction of an inch. “Hold on hotshot, you need to give a girl a second to recover first” she said as she slowly came to her senses once again.
“Of course, take all the time you need,” I said, and kissed down the side of her neck from her ear to her shoulder. Before long her heavy breathing had subsided and she looked into my eyes with renewed passion. Before I had a chance to say anything she tightened her legs’ grip around my waist, which in turn pushed me deeper inside her. After about three inches I backed out fully then thrusted in slowly, repeating this again and again thrusting slightly deeper each time until finally after about a minute I was able to fully bottom out inside her. When this happened I stayed inside her for a few seconds, my pelvic bone was pressed hard up against her clit and she was making small adjustments, grinding to create friction against it. I resumed my thrusting, now each time bottoming out inside her. I kept going faster and faster, and with each thrust she met me halfway pushing, pulling me in closer with her legs wrapped around my waist.
As I picked up speed, she and I were both beginning to break into a sweat, her breathing had intensified signaling she was once again drawing closer to her climax, and I felt a tightness in my balls meaning my own orgasm wouldn’t be far behind. I went faster still and lowered my right hand from behind her head to between her legs and started playing with her clit as I simultaneously thrust into her.
This was enough to once again send her over the edge. “Yesss!” she cried out as her second orgasm overtook her body. I continued fucking her as she rode the waves of her orgasm for a good thirty seconds. The flood of her juices combined with the intense heat of her pussy were too much to me, and while I was trying to hold back, I couldn’t any longer and I erupted inside her, wave after wave of fast-moving cum quickly filled her. As my orgasm subsided I pulled out of her and leaned against the table next to her exhausted.
“Oh my god. That was…” I trailed off because I couldn’t think of a word to describe the experience we had just shared.
“Exhilarating,” she finished for me, beaming up at me. She was absentmindedly holding her right breast in her hand tracing small circles around her nipple. It was totally casual, yet one of the sexiest things I had ever seen. My cock twitched, and I looked away from her before it decided to return to full-erection. I picked up her pants off the floor and handed them to her.
“It was incredible,” I said. Suddenly my stomach growled. “I’m starving. What do you say we go refuel at my place? I’ll make up pasta or something quick.”
“Sounds great. Pasta, more sex, whichever. I’m not picky.” She said with a wink. My dick twitched again. She bent down and picked up her shirt, then reached up and gave me a quick peck on the cheek. “I’m going to go freshen up then we can lock up and go.” She turned and went into the restroom.
A minute or so later she came back fully clothed (minus her bra which was still on the floor), looking as if nothing had even happened. Her hair was all back in place and everything, I don’t know how she did it. I threw on my shirt and pants, she picked up her bra and stuffed it into her backpack and we walked out front hand in hand. When we got to my car I opened the passenger door for her but before she could get in I pressed her against the glass window and gave her a long passionate kiss. When we broke away she turned and sat down. I got in the driver’s side, started it up and we drove off towards my place.
As I was pulling out of the parking lot, the last thing I saw in my rear-view mirror was a slow blinking red light coming from behind the counter in the now completely dark store. One of the security recording cameras. Shit.
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If you made it this far, please feel free to leave feedback or constructive criticism. This is my first story and I hope to continue it, and I also have a couple ideas for other stories.
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