After duty seduction
Scott had been my boss for some time. I was a college student, waiting tables to pay my bills.
He was young and new to management. My other managers were older and married, but Scott was young and single.
We stayed late one evening. Our dishwasher was angry and walked out of his shift. I offered to stay and help him clean up. I had been hanging out later and later with him for the past several nights, smiling at him and flirting.
After we were finished, Scott grabbed a beer from the bar and offered me a drink. I politely declined and told him that I was not a drinker, but had my habits to be sure. I brushed against him and smiled. He put his bottle of beer down and grabbed me roughly. He spun me around and pushed me against a table, bending me over.
I started giggling, but things turned serious when he grabbed one tit with his hand. "Oh Scott!" I moaned and he roughly kicked my feet apart. With his other hand he kept me pinned to the table and wouldn't let me up.
"How long did you think I would let you keep teasing me you slut!" And he roughly squeezed my tit. I moaned again and felt my knees buckle. My boyfriend was usually very gentle with my 36 D tits and worshiped my body. Scott was there to abuse me, and I loved it.
He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, revealing pink cotton panties.
He turned me over, so now I was laying on the table with my legs around his waist.
I pulled my shirt over my head, freeing my breasts and he hungrily started to suck and lick them. I grinded against his hard on, trying to imagine how he was going to feel inside me. I started to pull his belt buckle, trying to free his member.
Scott pushed my panties to one side, taking a finger and instantly pushing my button, making me moan.
He slowly put a finger inside, working my hairless kitty into a frenzy.
I was clawing at his boxers, trying to grab his manhood while he was fingering me. But he stood up and pulled his boxers off and slid his penis all the in, in one fluid motion. I gasped and screamed, echoing across the empty restaurant.
He roughly pinched my breast and vigorously pumped me.
I normally only cum orally or in the cowgirl position, but something about having him fuck me so rough, had me cumming almost instantly.
I screamed and bucked against him. He immediately flipped me over and smacked my ass.
You could have heard the crack across the room.
I yelped and he laughed at me, and he held me down (my face pressed to the table). After several minutes of rough fucking, Scott commanded me to get on my knees. Gasping for air, I waited as he pumped with his hand, smacking his dick on my cheek and lips. He then came on my face. It was so amazing and different, having someone treat me like a slut.
He told me that I had to leave there that night and go look for my boyfriend. He said that I had to find him and fuck him that night. He said that he wanted me to tell him about it the next day...
He was young and new to management. My other managers were older and married, but Scott was young and single.
We stayed late one evening. Our dishwasher was angry and walked out of his shift. I offered to stay and help him clean up. I had been hanging out later and later with him for the past several nights, smiling at him and flirting.
After we were finished, Scott grabbed a beer from the bar and offered me a drink. I politely declined and told him that I was not a drinker, but had my habits to be sure. I brushed against him and smiled. He put his bottle of beer down and grabbed me roughly. He spun me around and pushed me against a table, bending me over.
I started giggling, but things turned serious when he grabbed one tit with his hand. "Oh Scott!" I moaned and he roughly kicked my feet apart. With his other hand he kept me pinned to the table and wouldn't let me up.
"How long did you think I would let you keep teasing me you slut!" And he roughly squeezed my tit. I moaned again and felt my knees buckle. My boyfriend was usually very gentle with my 36 D tits and worshiped my body. Scott was there to abuse me, and I loved it.
He quickly unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down, revealing pink cotton panties.
He turned me over, so now I was laying on the table with my legs around his waist.
I pulled my shirt over my head, freeing my breasts and he hungrily started to suck and lick them. I grinded against his hard on, trying to imagine how he was going to feel inside me. I started to pull his belt buckle, trying to free his member.
Scott pushed my panties to one side, taking a finger and instantly pushing my button, making me moan.
He slowly put a finger inside, working my hairless kitty into a frenzy.
I was clawing at his boxers, trying to grab his manhood while he was fingering me. But he stood up and pulled his boxers off and slid his penis all the in, in one fluid motion. I gasped and screamed, echoing across the empty restaurant.
He roughly pinched my breast and vigorously pumped me.
I normally only cum orally or in the cowgirl position, but something about having him fuck me so rough, had me cumming almost instantly.
I screamed and bucked against him. He immediately flipped me over and smacked my ass.
You could have heard the crack across the room.
I yelped and he laughed at me, and he held me down (my face pressed to the table). After several minutes of rough fucking, Scott commanded me to get on my knees. Gasping for air, I waited as he pumped with his hand, smacking his dick on my cheek and lips. He then came on my face. It was so amazing and different, having someone treat me like a slut.
He told me that I had to leave there that night and go look for my boyfriend. He said that I had to find him and fuck him that night. He said that he wanted me to tell him about it the next day...
10 years ago
