That time my co-worker needed dick during a shift. [MF]

*Here’s one from my service industry days. How I miss them! As usual, it’s probably a bit long-winded, but 100% true.*

The Wednesday night closing shift at (insert generic American chain restaurant here) started as usual: me running late.

As I rushed in the front door of the restaurant at 4:12pm or so, I noticed my friend (we’ll call her Angela) standing just next to the host stand smiling at me.

Angela was a short, petite brunette with a pixie cut, pale skin and somewhat of an alt-girl look. Small gauges adorned her ears and an eyebrow piercing sat just above her left eye. Not usually the type of girl I would have been into.. but her forward flirting, slim frame, tight ass and small breasts spoke to me on a primal level. I wanted her, but I didn’t know whether she felt the same so I had been playing it cool.

As she opened her mouth to speak, I held up my hand. “I know, I know!”

“You’re late!”, she said with a smirk spreading across her lips.

“Fuck you! You’re not the boss of me!”, I retorted as I slid past her, headed for the back line to beg the manager for forgiveness.

“Don’t mind if you do!”, she said loudly from the front as I crossed the dining room.

Angela and I had been flirting for a few weeks, so this exchange was nothing unusual for us, but I thought I sensed a more intense conviction on her voice tonight? I was probably imagining things.

Fast forward to later in the evening. The night had been an absolute bust so far. Only a few tables had come in before the dinner “rush” started at 7:00pm or so. Even then, all of the other servers and hosts had already been cut for the evening other than me and Angela. We were both closing and, while flirting was great for a while, I was not looking forward to the boredom of 8:00-11:00 in a mostly empty restaurant with only Angela, the bartender, and the manager to talk to. I resigned myself to trying to keep busy.

Sometime around 9:00 or so, I was pretending to clean the waiting area in the front near the door and restrooms, when I heard someone approach me from behind.

Knowing that shenanigans were probably afoot, I spun around to face whoever was creeping up on me. I expected my bartender friend.. what I got was Angela standing very close to me. VERY close. And she drew in closer until her body was pressed against mine.

I didn’t retreat, I leaned against her. Her warmth felt good against my stomach and chest.

She whispered “Did you know I shave my pussy?”

My mouth dropped open in shock and as I was about to respond she grabbed my left arm by the wrist.

I tried to come up with a flirty response but her body pressing against me and her face inches from mine made my mind go blank.

No…uh.. what?” I stammered in shock and disbelief, unable to reconcile what was happening.

“See?” She said and with that, guided my hand between us and down the front of her pants. I could feel no resistance from any sort of panties, and I could feel her heat immediately.

At this point, instinct took over and my hand slid further down. I could feel that she definitely hadn’t been lying. My fingers found only her smoothly shaven mound, and then the top of her slit.

I looked past Angela’s head and into the dining room (nobody around to see), then stole a quick glance at the front door (empty as well) before sliding my index finger down past her clit over her wet lips.

Angela sucked in a soft, hissing breath and her face (still inches from mine) flushed as she let out a short, quiet moan. With her right hand still holding my arm, she ran her left hand along my leg and up to the rapidly growing bulge in the front of my pants. She gave my hard-on a quick, light squeeze and said “I need this dick.”

With that, she glanced over her shoulder, gave me a quick peck on the edge of my mouth, and removed my hand from her pants as she turned and walked away, leaving me standing there where I had been.

The whole encounter was less than 30 seconds long, but it changed my whole view about Angela. Flirting was one thing, but she had just thrown herself at me, and I no longer had any doubt we would fuck at some point.

Turned out, that point would be sooner than I expected.

Flash forward to closing time. 11:00pm. Deserted restaurant, bartender cleaning the service bar in back of the house, manager closing out the financial day in the office. This left Angela and I alone to do all of the server closing duties (goofing off had seemed a better idea than getting them done earlier).

I was giving the dining room a sweep, and Angela had disappeared into the ladies room to give it a check/restock the paper towels…

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I pulled it out and looked at the screen. A text, from Angela. “Come here.” She knew I knew where she was. I walked over to the ladies room door and knocked. I pushed it open slightly and said “Ang?”

“In here, come look at this.”, she responded from somewhere inside.

I pushed the door open and entered the unfamiliar ladies room. From where I was standing in front of the door, the room was an L-shape. There was a row of sinks and mirrors on my left and a row of stalls on the right running to the end of the room, where it went around the corner to the right. No sign of Angela…

“Hello?”, I said softly.

“Down here, I need you,” I heard her say, and I saw her hand pop out and wave at me from around the corner.

Expecting a prank, I walked cautiously down to the end of the stalls and peeked around the corner.

There was no prank today.

Angela was sitting atop a small countertop with a mirror behind it. She was facing towards me, and had her legs pulled up to her chest and her heels on the counter. Her pants were off and her bare pussy was on full display.

She saw me looking at her and ran her hand down to her crotch and began working first two, then three fingers in and out of her dripping wet hole.

“I need dick. Right now.”, she said. I could hear how wet she was by the small wet sounds her finders made as they worked on her pussy. “So, are you gonna help me out?”

She used her other hand for leverage as she slid lower on the counter and pushed her ass outwards. She spread her legs wider, giving me a great view of both of her holes. Her eyes closed as she softly moaned and increased the pace of her self-fucking.

The scene in front of me instantly had my cock as hard as steel. Of course I was going to help her out!

I moved forward without a word and started gently kissing my way down her leg, from her knee, slowly down towards her hand that was still working over her squelching pussy.

This course of action seemed to annoy Angela. She stopped her hand and grabbed me gently by the hair, pulling me upwards! “Stop!”

“No time for that.”, she said.

I realized she may have been right. While we hadn’t been gone long, people could come looking for us any minute. So, I did what anyone would have done… I unbuttoned and unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor, then pulled down my boxers halfway, freeing my cock.

My rock-hard member sprang out, pointing straight at the half-naked, writhing slut in front of me. I moved forward and she took her fingers out of her snatch and spread her lips open like a pornstar (I had never seen this in real life, and my cock surged at how dirty she was being).

“Fuck me right now!” she murmured, trying to keep quiet as I slid the tip of my dick between her pussy lips.

I held for a second right there, wanting us both to savor the feeling for a second, then plunged my cock into her all the way to the base.

I started pumping my cock in and out of her pussy, feeling it’s silky, wet warmth wrap around my shaft with each thrust. It was amazing. Ang stared straight into my eyes, and started playing with her clit while I fucked her.

“It’s about time.”, she said. “You like that pussy?”

I grunted an affirmative response as I pushed her short legs back farther with my hands. The new position gave me an incredible view of my shaft being devoured by her hairless lips over and over again.

Just as I was getting into a rhythm, Angela tilted her pelvis downward, away from her body and put her hand on my abdomen, forcing me to stop.

“Stop!,” she said.

I was confused. But I stopped as she told me to. I pulled my twitching member out of her pussy and looked at her for a second, puzzled.

“Fuck my ass. That’s what I REALLY need. I need you in my ass.”, she said.

Angela returned her legs to the position I’d had them in before, with her feet mostly behind her head. In this position, her asshole was right at cock level. She held that position, reached down, and started working her fingers into her pussy again.

I couldn’t believe this was happening.

My cock was raging, and it was still drenched with her juices. I stepped forward and positioned the tip against her puckering asshole.

I slowly started working the head of my dick into her tight ass. Just a bit at first. Angela moaned a little too loudly at this, and she slapped a hand over her mouth. I worked in short, quick strokes, opening her ass to my swollen prick more and more.. until the head popped all the way in.

“Uunngghh!” Angela moaned loudly through her hand, and I could see her face flushing red. She gasped, and her ass squeezed down on me in rapid pulses. She was cumming.

I held still for a second as she writhed below me on the counter, then I slid my cock further in, and started pumping in and out in longer strokes.

Angela removed her hand from her mouth and reached up and grabbed my left hand. She now placed MY hand over her mouth and used her now-free hand to support her rear while she pushed herself all the way onto my cock. She took every inch of me with little effort.

Meanwhile, her other hand was still working her pussy madly. I was starting to understand how roughly she wanted to be treated, so I tightened my hand over her mouth, and began to assfuck her with full-force strokes.

Her response to my hand tightening was immediate. She sucked in a series of rapid breaths through her nose, and jammed her fingers further into her pussy. This time when her ass started contracting around my dick I was fully inside her.

Angela’s eyes rolled back and her back arched. I felt wave after wave of contractions grip my cock. She was pulsing all around me as I fucked her ass. I couldn’t take any more. I was going to cum.

I pulled out of her ass and grabbed my shaft and pointed it at her stomach. I tried to hold back but I loudly spat out “ohh fuuuck!” as I began to shoot my cum all over her. Ropes spurted out of me and onto her belly, shirt and even a long shot all the way past her face onto the mirror.

We collapsed into a pile there on the counter, sweaty but satisfied.

“Thanks! We should do that again sometime!”, she said as she pushed me off her and proceeded to clean herself off with a paper towel, then pull up her work pants. Meanwhile, I got cleaned up and went back to closing up.

We did end up doing it again, many times! We ended up FWBs for about a year afterward with me giving her what she needed whenever she wanted.

Angela moved away after that, leaving me with only stories and Polaroids. We haven’t spoken in years, but occasionally I revisit the fun we had in my fantasies (and photos).

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n232bh/that_time_my_coworker_needed_dick_during_a_shift