Hey guys, I hope you’re all well. So I posted a story a few months ago (in three parts because I tend to overwrite) and it was pretty well received. It left me wanting to write more, but I don’t have many anecdotes to share because I haven’t been sexually active in a while. So I’ve had to go quite far back into memories to share this story with you. I hope you like it.
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This story takes place in early 2010 when I was working in the kitchen of my local pub. I’d previously worked the bar but I’d opted to move out back because the chef’s were paid slightly more, and I’d built a reputation for being rude to customers. It’s not my fault that most of their clientele were idiotic dickheads.
Naturally, once working in the kitchen I had to start off washing up, which was the lowest of the low, but it was easy, and more often than not I’d have my earbuds in so I could keep myself distracted. There were other perks like getting to eat some of the meals if the chef’s made a mistake. I remember one time I got to eat lasagne followed by apple pie and cream while I worked, which also meant that I didn’t need dinner after work.
Around this time a girl called Kaley started working there. She was two years older than me (I was 20 at the time), around 5’7”, busty and curvy with dyed black hair and blue eyes. She was very flirty and smiley, all of the male members of the management team took an instant shine to her and would always have her working in the kitchen with them where she’d run meals out to the tables and make the desserts. I felt we got on pretty well and if there was little to do she’d often talk to me while I was working.
Kaley was quite known for her sweet tooth and it wasn’t unusual to find her helping herself to the desserts, the management didn’t care. One time, she took a mouthful of clotted cream, brought her used spoon over to me to wash up, and then opened her mouth so show me the white cream on her tongue, then she winked and swallowed it. Fortunately nobody noticed as I was quietly facing the sink for the next 20 minutes.
Most days were the same. The kitchen would close at 10pm, the chefs would have finished and fucked off by 10:30, I’d usually be done by 11, at the same time the bar would close, and then everybody else would be out by 11:30-midnight.
On this particular night, it must have been after 10:30 because all the chefs were gone, I was washing up a few last bits while Kaley was sat on the other side of the kitchen polishing cutlery. We were just chatting casually, every so often my friend (who also worked there) would pop in and walk through.
As Kaley sat on the side, she’d often swing her legs and her shoes would fall off. On this instance, my friend picked up her shoes and ran off with them. He went round the back of the kitchen where there was a walk-in fridge, leading to a walk-freezer. He hid her shoes in the walk-in freezer and then came out. Kaley went into the walk-freezer, looking for her shoes but couldn’t find them. I offered to help her and I followed her to the walk-in freezer, closing the door behind me. Once I was inside, my friend turned the light off, leaving Kaley and I in the pitch black.
“Where are you? I can’t see.”
“I’m here.” I replied. Which, looking back, wasn’t a very useful reply in the dark.
She must have been reaching out for me because I felt her arm brush against me. In the dark I managed to find her, and I must have been feeling ballsy, because I leaned in to kiss her. To my surprise she kissed me back.
My friend turned the light back on but we carried on kissing. Kaley said we should probably get out the freezer before everybody else wondered where we were. We got her shoes and left.
I finished washing up, shut down the dishwasher and headed out back to the staff room where I could change out of my uniform and into my regular clothes. While I was getting changed, Kaley walked in and pretended to brush her hair. I was finished for the day while Kaley had up to another hour of work yet. I asked if she wanted to do something tonight, she told me to wait for her in the carpark.
I left the pub, got in my car and drove it to the bottom of the carpark, where it was a little darker, and if the manager was watching on the CCTV, he’d think I’d gone home. I cannot remember what I did to kill the time, because it was long before I owned an iPhone, and I doubt I had a book on me, but regardless, I waited until closing time, the lights in the pub went off and out came Kaley with the rest of the remaining staff.
The manager saw Kaley walk over to my car, I guess I wasn’t hidden as well as I thought because the manager called out to us “have fun guys!”
Kaley climbed into my car and we were instantly kissing passionately. While kissing she unbuckled my belt and unzipped my trousers where she found my rock hard cock waiting for her. After a couple of quick tugs she leaned down to take it in her mouth.
While I had hoped, I had never really considered what the night might have in store when she told me to wait for her.
She moaned as she gave me head, like I’d never heard a girl moan in real life before. Shamelessly, I didn’t last too long as I filled her mouth, although she moaned louder when I started to cum as she hungrily took every last drop.
Once she was sure I was done, we resumed kissing and I put myself away and rebuckled my belt. Between kisses I remember saying “it’s your turn now.” To which she giggled and I slid her seat backwards.
She’d always wear a short black skirt with black tights as part of her uniform. I tugged down her tights, followed by her knickers where I found her already soaking pussy. I leaned down between her legs to lick out her sweet pussy. This where I learnt just how much she loves to moan, and as someone who loves a noisy girl, I was not complaining.
Although it wasn’t easy to find a comfortable position for both of us so I didn’t eat her out for long.
We then decided to move to her car, which was parked at the top of the car park. In her car I sat in the passenger seat while she sat behind the wheel. It was a chilly night so she turned the heating on and put some music on in the background.
We then resumed kissing and she reached down for my cock, and seemed disappointed that I’d put it away. Truth be told, with my exes at the time, I’d have been lucky to get head once a week, so the sheer notion of a girl wanting to suck my cock twice in one night was completely foreign to me.
Within seconds she had me unbuckled and in her mouth once again. I lasted a little longer than the first time and she seemed equally thrilled to receive another mouthful.
This time she had the idea to recline the seat I was in, so I was almost lying down, where she could then straddle my face. To be honest, it wasn’t so much me eating her out as it was her working her hips and grinding herself against my face. If I remember rightly, I had stubble at the time (I’m rarely one for shaving) and the fuzz on my face seemed to drive her crazy as she felt it against her sensitive opening.
After this, she cuddled up against me, lying back on the passenger seat, which was cramped but enjoyably intimate. For most of the night we’d just lay there talking about some random things, most of which I’ve forgotten. She told me about the end of her last relationship and how she didn’t want anything serious with me, or anybody for that matter. We talked about her Dad and how he was big into conspiracy theories. While we talked she’d absentmindedly stroke my cock which was frequently waking up.
She told me she didn’t want to have sex that night, which I wasn’t complaining about, I was more than happy with the two blowjobs I’d received, plus she said she wanted to leave something to look forward to for a future rendezvous.
At some point in the night a police car circled us. At which point I immediately freaked, we just sat there innocently (I’d buckled up my trousers once again) and the police drove off. I’ve since realised that the car park is a common place for people to smoke weed at night and the police were simply on patrol.
It was getting on for 4am, we were still talking shit and she was stroking my shaft. She then straddled me.
“Don’t worry, I’m not going to put it in, I just want to tease myself.”
I laid back on the seat and watched as she slowly teased the helmet of my cock against her soaking wet slit. I watched as the tip of my cock got wet from her juices.
“Well if you’re going to get that close, you might as well put it in.” I said.
“Hmm, might as well.” She giggled as she fumbled around in her handbag for a condom.
Once she’s put the deep-sea diver outfit on me, she slid herself down my member with ease. I was in absolute ecstacy as she rode me, right there in her car, with the windows steaming up and music lightly playing on the stereo system.
She moaned with each thrust, until eventually I filled the condom. She laid down on top of me for a while, with my softening cock resting inside her.
At which point we must have decided that was enough for one night. I watched as she used a scarf to wipe up her wet pussy. She then gave me a Happy Hippo bar (a Kinder product we get in the UK) and she drove off into the night.
I then drove myself home, while eating the Happy Hippo, which tasted surprisingly better after a night of intercourse.
Kaley and I saw each other unofficially for a few weeks. Most nights were like that, we’d drive off somewhere and fuck in her car. A couple of times I stayed over at hers, or we’d go to the cinema or out for a meal. We were everything but official.
Then suddenly everything stopped, she completely ignored me and then I found out she’d begun seeing one of the other manager’s, which initially cut me like a knife but I eventually got over it.
We worked together for another couple of years and got on quite well, all things considered, but it never came anywhere near close to what we had before.
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Years later, it turned out she’d been having an affair with the General Manager, who was in his late 50’s/early 60’s. He left his wife (of many years) and five kids for Kaley. They’re still together now, so at least somebody got a happy ending.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/8578qr/mf_fling_with_a_colleague
Restaurant business is a great place to score some easy tail. Just don’t get caught you could lose your job it’s not worth it.
That ending was real fucked up yo