Boss Fucked Me at the Counter While the Store Was Open

A full week passed before Mr. Thompson left Jake and Lauren alone in the bookstore again. In that time they’d only had a few brief exchanges. Basic work questions and comments. No hint of what had happened the last time they’d been alone. But then, just as Lauren began to think it was an isolated event never to be mentioned again, Mr. Thompson told them they’d be closing the store together. Just like that he was out the door and hobbling down the sidewalk to his nearby apartment in downtown Phoenix.

Almost immediately Jake began to stare at his younger coworker. He didn’t say much. Only this: “You looking good this week, Lauren.” And then a minute or so later: “You been dressing up for me?”

Lauren hadn’t thought about being dressed up. She hadn’t been trying to look sexy either. Just the opposite. She’d felt somewhat ashamed after their previous encounter, like she’d given him some signal to advance on her. She’d been trying all week to downplay her looks. She didn’t answer him though. She just turned a little red in the face and went back to stocking shelves.

If she wasn’t gorgeous she was certainly cute. Big teeth and chubby cheeks and dimples. Shoulder length straight brown hair. Glasses. She was short and curvy with sturdy legs and a full chest. She was also smart and was due to attend university in the fall at UCLA.

Closing the Store

While she was out on the floor reassembling titles Jake went into the back and switched the store speakers to music instead of the usual videos they constantly had running. He put on an aggressive hip hop song she wasn’t familiar with. He turned it up just loud enough to be too loud. When he came out she said, “Hey Jake, that’s a little loud, don’t you think?”

Even though she was younger she had seniority over him at the store. She had the respect of Mr. Thompson. She was responsible so she was always in charge when the old man was gone. She didn’t like to use her authority but there were times with Jake that required it. Whenever she told him to do something or to stop doing something she phrased it as a question.

Jake smirked at her. “Yeah, probably.” He nodded and turned to the back. “Sorry about that, baby girl.”

She hoped he would turn it off completely. She didn’t expect it to happen and it didn’t. But he turned it down to just the threshold of too loud. She decided to let it go.

All night she’d been trying to keep a respectable distance from Jake. It wasn’t that she feared him. It was that she didn’t know how to deny him when he got her in his grasp. She didn’t want to tempt him. Again she didn’t want to give him the wrong idea.

It was later when he made his move. The store wasn’t closed yet but would be soon. She was at the register absentmindedly leaning over the counter watching the night through the big picture windows at the front of the store. For a moment she wasn’t thinking about Jake. The music had long since stopped. A movie was on an outdated blockbuster family friendly the kind of thing Mr. Thompson wanted playing all the time.

She felt a sudden closeness and then she felt him against her. His hips. His stomach. His crotch. She could feel the line of his cock pressing against her backside. He wasn’t hard but he was swollen. She started to rise up felt the heat coming from him smelled the must in his breath and froze.

He grunted as his hands found her. He gripped her waist squeezed the hint of chub she carried there. Then he reached around with his right hand and grabbed her right below the belly button pushing himself even more onto her. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he whispered. “You got such a nice big ass.” His hand dove down between her legs stroked her through her jeans. She stared at the windows at the door. Her heart was pounding. Her arms and legs were trembling. What if someone came in? They were exposed directly in front of the door under the bright lights. She had expected him to make a move but she never thought it would happen here not while the store was open.

Before she even knew what was happening Jake’s other hand had come up and clamped onto her left breast. “These fucking fine titties,” he said. His mouth was inches from her ear. His groin was still against her and he had grown hard. He started getting rough with her and she eventually cried out a little bit after an especially aggressive squeeze of her boob. “Yeah,” he groaned. “You like that, honey? God damn I want to strip you down and fuck these fat tits.”

He didn’t strip her down but he did start working the button and zipper of her jeans. Without further ceremony her pants were open and he was yanking them down around the swell of her ass. He slapped her butt once before yanking her underwear down too. And then his pants were down. And his cock was out and it was fully erect. She couldn’t see it but she could remember what it looked like. Big and brown and beautiful. Thick veins running along either side and a swollen pink head.

She didn’t say no like before. She didn’t say anything. She whimpered a little bit in the beginning as he first entered her but mostly she was quiet. The look on her face for only as long as the act itself was a mixture of quiet ecstasy and rigid restraint. She bit her lip. She closed her eyes. She held firm to the counter with both hands. Maybe she enjoyed it more than the first time though not because he was any more gentle. Maybe she was just getting used to it. His roughness. His suddenness. The sheer size of him inside her.

As he worked her she began to whimper. “Oh, oh, oh.” He laughed picked up his speed. “That’s right.” His hands were on her hips. He was pushing her into the counter with every thrust. “Relax, baby. Just relax and enjoy it.” It hurt but not as much as before. At least this time she knew she could take his girth. She couldn’t hear the movie. She couldn’t hear him. She couldn’t even hear herself breathing or her own meek vocalizations. All she heard was the sex itself. She heard the front of his thighs slapping against the backs of hers. She heard the occasional squish both faint and brief as her wetness parted for him. She heard her hands pressing against the counter little squeaks every time he thrust his weight on her.

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And suddenly she thought of the future. The store. Their working relationship. It was irrational she knew even then to concern herself with those particular things at that particular time but there she was. She couldn’t help it. It had been difficult for her just after the first time. Now it was more than a hushed moment of fear and weakness. It was a trend. It was him having all the power. He was deep inside her but his hands were at her sides caressing the exposed bit of skin between her pants and shirt. Reaching around also to her belly lifting her shirt squeezing her tits through her bra. She hadn’t been thinking about what she would do in fact had stopped thinking about it altogether. She pushed up against the counter pulled her shirt down over her belly button. She was staring right at the door when it opened both of them were. His hand shot from her breast and she pulled down her shirt. Jake made no move to pull out of her. In fact he didn’t even altogether stop his thrusts only slowed them to almost imperceptible. There they were together a direct line of sight to the door. Only the counter hid their true actions from view.

Surprise Customer

It was a woman an older woman by herself and all signs showed she didn’t suspect a thing. She walked in smiled at them quickly and went about investigating the shelves nearest the door. It didn’t take her more than a minute to find what she was looking for and in that time nothing at the counter had changed. Jake slowly fucked Lauren but his attention just like hers was clearly on the woman. Lauren couldn’t believe it. She separated herself from her body. This just wasn’t real. It had to be a dream or some stress induced hallucination. Why wasn’t he stopping? Didn’t he know what would happen if they were caught?

“Do you have Erin Brockovich?” She was looking at them. She was walking up the middle aisle toward the counter. She still had no idea still hadn’t quite settled her eyes on what was actually going on. “Julia Roberts is-” And then just like that she stopped short. Stopped walking. Stopped talking. Stopped everything and stared at them. There was nowhere to hide. Jake had a hand on Lauren’s hip was slowly rubbing her there. His face was settled in next to hers over her shoulder. She could picture him making eye contact with the old woman. Lauren herself was almost in tears. She would have been shaking but for him holding her. He gyrated his pelvis pushed himself deeper up into her slowly methodically. She let out a quick sound before shutting her mouth and biting her lip. The old woman just stood and stared mouth open eyes wide. The last sight of the old woman was of her fleeing through the door.

By that time Jake had resumed an easy rhythm from behind pressing her into the counter again and again. He reached around her and rubbed her stomach reached under her shirt squeezed her tits through the thin cotton of her bra. He wasn’t being rough like before but he was still in charge. His heat was on her back. Sweat and must and smoker’s breath were all she could smell. In a small way she gave in to him. He had broken her in the first time jabbering nonstop and grabbing her all over. This time he was methodical and he was a little less forceful just enough that she could let loose the muscles in her shoulders a little. She could relax her legs a bit. She could almost enjoy it.

He went longer than he had before and she got wetter. “That’s it, girl,” he whispered to her. “Fucking so sexy.” Her thighs began to bump the counter and make thumping noises. Eventually as he got close their combined thrusting was enough to make the counter squeak and to jiggle the change in the cash register. Thrust thump clink. Thrust thump clink. He slowed and the noises quieted. He pushed himself all the way up in her and she whimpered. He held himself there leaned in whispered. “You so fucking sweet and soft,” he said. “You can take it all, can’t you?” He leaned back still buried in her and rubbed her ass. “Got such a fine ass.” He gave her a firm smack and she felt her face redden. She looked down at her hands and arms on the counter. His rhythm picked up and he forced himself deeper than he’d been yet deeper than she thought was possible. She let out a staggered cry but she held back the scream she would have preferred still unable to let herself go. She bit her bottom lip and squeezed her eyes shut. A single tear escaped and fell to the counter. His hands reached around again and stroked her midsection and tits. Big hands rough and strong. “Fucking fine ass body, girl. Big fucking tits you shakin’ all day. Mmm.” He rubbed her back. Her breathing was labored and she was trembling. Still he slowly fucked her. “Spread this fucking thing.” His hands went back to her rear and she could feel him spreading her one firm hand on each cheek. He stroked once and pulled back still in her holding. “You ever take one in the ass, babe?” He leaned in a little bit spread her and slid into her further. “You ever get fucked in this big fucking ass of yours?” She shook her head suddenly scared. She reached back and held one of his wrists. “I can’t,” she whispered.

He pulled fully out of her and a coolness rushed over her exposed pussy. She let go of him. He rubbed her ass. He slapped it. When she felt the head of his cock touch her asshole she squirmed away almost up onto the counter. “No,” she said firm. “I mean it.” He laughed. “Oh girl, I’m just playing anyway.” He slapped her ass again. “Let me just look at this thing.” She felt him crouching behind her felt his hands pushing her cheeks apart. “Fuck yeah, baby. That’s so fucking hot.” With both hands he jiggled her rump. “Shake, shake, shake,” he said. A finger slid across her asshole and she tensed. He slipped it in her pussy then back to her ass just brushing the outside and giving her shivers each time. Back and forth he went deep in her pussy and then toying with her ass. She could feel the slick juice of her pussy on her ass cheeks and on her asshole itself. Then he went into her pussy with one finger two and three fingers held them there. When he finally withdrew he replaced them with his erection and he went at her again.

Five minutes passed maybe more. He groped her and he talked to her but he never turned her around never shifted his position at all. He pounded away and then he came just as he had before. A series of groans a series of intense thrusts. He squeezed her right above her hips and he filled her held himself tight to her as he shot his load. He pulled out soft and soaking. Squeezed her one last time on the ass and was away from her. She stayed where she was recovering. She heard him pulling up and zipping his pants. She heard him going to the back room. She slowly pushed herself up off the counter. She was shaking. She didn’t think about what had happened before what had happened now or what was to happen next. All she wanted to do was close the store and go home.

When she heard Jake leave out the back a friendly holler as he did she was relieved. She pulled her pants up over her hips just as his seed escaped her. She felt it dribble into her panties when she yanked them tight and she felt it smear into her pussy when she stood.