When I was eighteen, I worked in a convenience store not overly far from my home to help pay my way through college. The Supervisor was an “old fart” (and I mean really old) who always had problems keeping staff and getting individuals to actually work. Basically, I had the run of the store and performed many of his tasks out of necessity. Usually, they were mundane jobs around the store. Except for one day when my job description was put to the test.
It was near the end of my shift when this attractive lady came in as I was mopping the floors. My guess placed her in the mid-forties. She had shoulder length dirty blond hair was about my height (5’5″) and had “store bought” boobs. She sported a tank top that from first glance was ready to “bust open’ at any moment.
I thought to myself, how in the hell did she get that top on in the first place? She had very shapely legs as her jean skirt showcased their shape nicely. She would have looked much younger but, it appeared that she spent way too much time in the sun.
She wanted a fountain drink and a pack of cigarettes (another aging factor) but, the ice machine had quit earlier that day. This malfunction required me to go to our storage room freezer and fill each cup individually as needed. I was in the process of filling her 32oz “to go” cup when I heard, “You are so hot, the ice is probably all melted!” I turned around and smiled and could tell by the look in her eyes, it was “game on!”
Have you been with a woman before, she asked? “And I mean woman, she added!” I was embarrassed, shocked and turned on all at the same time. She came over and planted a deep tongue kiss on me and told me to prove to her I knew how to please a woman. I planted another kiss on her and started to feel her up. Damn, she had some nice boobs, (they were actually just perfectly sized real) with pierced nipples!
My hand slid beneath her skirt and I found her clit with ease. I pushed my fingers inside of her (surprisingly) tight pussy and began to thrust them in and out. She reached her hand down and started frigging her clit like a wild woman. I was trying to get my work pants down with my spare hand with mixed results. I really wanted to focus on my customer cum now. I just knew she would return the favor when I finished her off properly.
I placed renewed concentration on giving her pleasure and moved her hand out of the way so I could start circling her clit with my tongue. She was undoubtedly satisfied with my technique as she came very hard contracting her vaginal muscles around my two fingers still inside. Her pussy was unbelievably wet and her body went stiff several times during lesbian sex orgasm.
As soon as her pussy stopped contracting, I pulled them out and said, “Your turn!” She then confessed that she was nervous about my age and inquired if I was really eighteen. I assured her that I was indeed old enough to participate in “Legal Teen Sex” and everything was good on my end. Figures that she gets to cum then chicken out even though I’m putting my job at risk.
Not so fast lady, I scolded, I’m not done yet and you are at the least going to watch me play with myself. I quickly started rubbing my clit and then licked two fingers on the other hand before inserting them into my eighteen-year-old pussy. I was so fucking wet that I managed to get three fingers inside just before I came. That was amazing but, what about my ice she asked? “Fuck the ice, go get it yourself bitch, my shift is over now!”
