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After the blowjob in his car, I couldn’t wait to work at the store with TJ again. Unfortunately the next two nights another manager was working.
It was Kayla, one of the managers who didn’t exactly like me. In fact, she was kind of a bitch to me. She would always make me mop the floors or things like that. They were things we weren’t required to do every time we closed, but she made sure I did the dirtiest jobs every time I closed with her.
Back then I thought it was because of the way the male customers looked at me. They would look right past her, to check my tits out or undress me with their eyes. And it’s not like she wasn’t pretty. She was pretty and her breasts were almost as large as mine, but she had an attitude with almost everyone.
More than that, now I think it was because she saw the way TJ looked at me. He never flirted with me in front of any of the other managers, but I think in some way Kayla knew. When I hadn’t seen TJ for a few days and saw on the schedule that he was scheduled in the daytime, I started to get worried that she had reported us to HR. There’s no way she could’ve had any proof, but I got paranoid until later that week when I came in to work and saw him there.
Unfortunately, Jenny was also working that night. She was blonde, skinny, had perky tits and often wore a uniform t-shirt a size or too small to show off her tits…like me if was being honest. Worse than that, she was friends with Kayla. I was craving TJ, I wanted to have him hold and touch me. However, I had to be professional around him that night, even as I saw him checking her out.
I wasn’t jealous. I knew that I was the one that had tasted his cum. Plus, it was more her flaunting in front of him than him actively looking at her. He’s a red-blooded guy and by all standards, even my own she was hot.
When the store closed for the night it got even worse. She took off her t-shirt and paraded around in just a white spaghetti-string tank top that was barely hiding her bra. I don’t blame her, after the store closed it did get hot on the sales floor. However, that didn’t mean that I appreciated it.
I couldn’t wait for us to be done and for her not to be a distraction anymore. Luckily, a half hour after the store closed, she wandered up to the cash registers where TJ was closing them down.
She leaned over the counter so he could look down into her cleavage and looked up at him. “Do you mind if I leave early? My ride is here.”
“Yeah, we’re mostly done,” TJ said without batting an eye. We were supposed to stay a full hour after closing, but now I knew why she was walking around in just the tank top. It wasn’t for reasons to make me jealous. At least not that night. She had a date.
As soon as she had left, I walked up to the cash register and wrapped my arms around him from behind. My body and my tits were pressed up against him.
“She looked hot tonight,” I said.
“But not as hot as you.” He answered without stopping what he was working on.
“Right answer,” I said and then kissed his neck.
“You know there’s cameras here.”
“No!” I said and jumped back from him. I’d never seen any.
“There aren’t.” He said and looked at me with a naughty grin.
“You’re mean,” I said, my tone loaded with sarcasm.
“I just want to finish this so we can get out of here.”
“And do what?” My sarcasm was still there.
“Make out. Maybe more.”
“Maybe more?”
“Definitely more.”
“Define more.”
“We’ll see what happens.” He said while trying to focus on his work.
“Do you want to have sex?” I said. The sarcasm was gone, replaced with a more sensual tone.
“You can be very distracting.” He said with a laugh.
“Is that a yes?” I giggled.
He looked me up and down. “I’ve wanted to for a long time.”
“Right answer.”
He quickly wrapped up his closing duties while I finished straightening the store. Or at least tried to straighten up the store. I was distracted by the growing desire between my legs.
Somehow we managed to finish the closing checklist in record time. We quickly dropped off the night deposit at the bank near the mall and left my car in the restaurant parking lot.
As soon as I was in TJ’s car, we were making out again.
“I want you.” He said as he kissed my neck.
“I want you inside of me,” I said.
He took a deep breath and then said, “We should probably find someplace new.”
“That’s a good idea,” I said. My body disagreed, but after a moment or two, my brain won out. I peeled myself off of him and sat down in my seat.
However, it wasn’t long before we were touching again. He drove out of the parking lot and onto the main street. At the stop light, he put his hand on my thigh, massaging it as we waited for the light to turn green.
Neither of us knew where we were going. He lived over an hour away with traffic on the other side of the city. I lived closer, but my parents weren’t fond of me bringing guys home. They probably still thought I was a virgin.
Beyond that, my experience outside the four walls of a building was minimal beyond a high school baseball dugout and in a park well after dark. I didn’t know where we should go.
Our first stop was an empty office complex. We were going to go around back, but that’s where the security guard was back.
As TJ drove on, I put my hand on his thigh. It didn’t stay there for long. I was so horny. Soon, it was between his legs, rubbing the bulge through his pants.
Our next stop was an apartment complex. It was my idea. I’d driven past it many times and I knew it was a large complex with a lot of parking spots. I thought we could just find a spot away from the actual buildings. But there weren’t any. I didn’t take into consideration that at night, even the far-away parking spots would be taken.
The only spot we found open was near one of the buildings, but at that point, neither of us cared.
As soon as he parked, we started making out again, complete with hands all over each other. That led to me climbing across the center console and on top of him. It was dark and I wasn’t thinking straight to think about the risks.
Things happened quickly. I was rubbing my waist against his erection. His hands were in my shirt and into my bra.
I thought it was about to happen. Then he froze. “Don’t move.” He said.
I stopped instantly.
“There’s two people walking by.”
I don’t think either of us took a breath until they were getting into a car, a few cars down.
We both started to giggle, but it was too close. He took his hands out of my shirt and I reluctantly climbed off of him.
As I was fixing my bra back into position, he started up the car. We drove further away from the mall, where the suburbs weren’t as developed. I was starting to look for a secluded side street or a park with a parking lot.
We had just agreed to drive for a few more minutes, then we’d turn around. That’s when we both saw it at the same time. It was the sign for a new subdivision that was being built. There were half-built homes, construction equipment, and a lot of darkness.
TJ turned in and my heart was pounding. There were homes with lights on outside of the subdivision, but he found a spot hidden by a pair of houses that were little more than frames.
We wasted no time, getting out of the car and into the backseat. There we took to making out again. Along the way, he opened up his khaki pants and I found my way into his pants to get to his cock.
I pulled him out and started to stroke his mostly hard cock as we kissed. Feeling his hardness in my hand made me want to have him in my mouth again, but I wanted him inside me more.
His hand ventured into my pants and right into my cotton panties. He didn’t try to tease me this time. He rubbed my clit making my breathing louder.
I was a little nervous about the location and that someone had seen us pull in so they would call the cops. More than that I couldn’t believe that we were this close. A blowjob and touching was one thing if HR found out somehow. Sex was another, higher level.
He started to finger me and I started to moan. He wasn’t as cool and relaxed as the last time he had touched me there. He was more aggressive. More eager.
I pulled my shirt above my breasts and he caressed them through the padding of my bra. I was worried about taking it any further off in case we had to get dressed in a rush. However, when he pulled on the waist of my pants to pull them down, I helped him take them off. Even with most of my clothes still in one way or another, I felt completely naked and exposed.
He was very eager and hungry now. He pulled me into the middle of the backseat and turned me around so that I was facing away from him. I didn’t need any more direction from him.
There wasn’t a lot of space, but I got onto my hands and knees. He pulled my panties halfway down my thighs. I pulled them off the rest of the way and threw them onto the floor on top of my discarded pants. I couldn’t believe this was going to happen.
He wrapped one arm around my waist and positioned himself behind me. It was happening.
I felt his hardness press against my opening. He pushed into my wetness and I let out a soft moan…
