I used to work for a major supermarket chain. As an assistant manager, I was given the job of supervising and training the check-out girls. When we weren't busy, they had to help out round the rest of the store so they all needed to be shown around and told what's what.
There was one particular girl, or woman I should say, Jolene, around thirty or so, that took my fancy. She was a dyed blonde, short and had the kind of tits that really made her overall work for its living. On a fairly quiet afternoon, I decided that she needed a tour of the refrigeration plant, I guess I just wanted to see how big her nipples would get in the cold.
We got to the steel door, I unlocked it and gestured for her to go in first.
Almost immediately I could see the faint outlines of her nipples
straining at the front of her uniform. As I was explaining to her where
various foodstuffs were kept and how we rotated the stock, I moved
around to face her.
The girl's uniforms have a zip running from the neck right down to the
belly-button and, plucking up the courage, I reached out and pulled it
down in one deft movement. This wasn't the first time that I'd used
this particular technique I can tell you that for sure.
Jolene just gasped and looked down at the gap I had created in her
clothes. I could see a small black bra straining vainly to hold her
tits in place beneath the overall. I pulled her towards me, wrapping my
arms tightly around her waist, breath bated, unsure totally of what her
reaction would be to my bold advances.
Are you going to fuck me, or do you just want to have a good look?
She asked.
Fuck you, of course, I replied.
With that she pulled her arms out of her uniform and let it slip to the
cold floor. She had the tiniest little panties imaginable on , they
barely covered her crotch and were little more than a single strand of
material at the back. Before I could take off my jacket, she had
unclasped her bra and was standing nearly nude before me. Her tits were
certainly something special, not a hint of sagginess, with extremely
erect nipples that just jutted straight out of me.
By now, my dick was almost forcing itself through the cotton fabric of
my pants. I just had to get it inside her. Quickly I undressed, just
leaving on my socks in deference to the cold floor of the refrigeration
room. I grabbed her bare shoulders and pulled her towards me, pushing
my lips against hers, sticking my tongue between those pure white
teeth. As I squeezed against her, I felt the sharp, hardness of her
nipples grazing my chest. My hand slipped down and stroked their
firmness, her nipples swelling all the more from the attention of my
fingers, becoming like pullets as I pinched and squeezed them further.
My hard dick was jammed against the scant material of her panties, the
head just managing to nuzzle its way past the thin fabric to come to
rest against the soft lips of her pussy. I had wanted to, in fact I was
just about to slide it into her then and there, but she had other
plans. With one fluid movement she dragged her panties down to her
knees and stepped out of them, her dark closely clipped bush revealing
the fact that she dyed her hair.
She dropped to her knees on the cold floor and with cool smooth fingers
she gently rubbed the underside of my balls making my cock twitch up,
further erect. Opening her red lipped mouth she poked out her tongue
and lapped at the underneath of my cock head, little darts of her
tongue bathed it in saliva, from time to time the tip of her tongue
pushing into the hole at the top of my dick. Then suddenly she engulfed
my whole cock in her mouth, I felt it pushing against the back of her
throat and yet still further she pushed it in. as I looked down I could
see my whole cock had disappeared into her mouth's depth, her lips
reaching the base of my shaft, almost touching my balls.
Slowly I watched her head move up and down, up until the tip of my cock
almost fell from her lips then right down until she swallowed it all. I
felt like I'd gone to heaven as my shaft rubbed against the inside of
her mouth but it was too good, I could feel my load building up in my
balls so gently I lifted her head up and off my dick, and she stood up.
Now it was my turn to taste her.
Against my better judgment I knelt down on the freezing floor and stuck
my tongue between her silky pussy lips. Her hands wrapped around my
head, pulling me closer into her cunt, forcing me to breathe in the
hot, sweet smell of her sex instead of the icy air of the refrigerator.
Manipulating my head she rubbed my mouth closer to her pussy, dripping
juice down my chin and rubbing her clit with the end of my nose. She
shook several times as she came, the warm juice of her pussy
quickly losing its temperature in the cold room.
I stood up, still rock hard despite the cold, and led her over to one
of the air conditioning ducts. Her hair twisted and tossed in the
upflow of the air as I maneuvered myself round to enter her. The
throbbing purple head of my cock was resting between her lips and I
wanted to shove it into her with all of my strength.
Jolene grabbed hold of the duct as I pushed between her pussy lips and
entered her own sweet duct. Looking up I could see that she had grabbed
a bar above the air duct and was holding on to it, her feet swinging a
few inches off the floor, one of her shoes had slipped off and lay on
the cold ground beneath her. I humped and heaved into her, bashing her
round ass against the vibrating duct. As the head of my dick hit the
back of her pussy, I too thrilled at the vibration she was enjoying.
We humped like wild animals, spurred on by the smooth but firm
vibrations of the air duct until as I came, unloading my spunk deep
inside her pussy, the door of the refrigerator opened. Framed against
the harsh lights of the store stood the manager. He stared at us, his
mouth wide open. Then, just before he closed the door on us again, he
simply said You're both fired.
Despite losing our jobs, it was the best fuck I had ever had.
Unfortunately I never did see Jolene again after those few brief but
exquisite moments in the refrigerator room.
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