A slow Sunday

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A slow SundayAfter many sexual escapades with the gorgeous islander from my previous story,I’ve found myself in the middle of a messy situation with her.A sad,gradually growing “falling out”situation that resulted to a bitter end. She later quit the job due to her leaving town to pursue her academic studies. My life returned back to it’s dull,responsibility-filled routines. I’ve got promoted to a bartender substitute/ waiter-waitress scout. For those who don’t know what it is,I get to assess the would-be candidate based on his or her performance on the floor and give the owner or manager my input along with 3 other scouts.But what Makes this story interesting was the fact that during all my time spent working in this place,this girl managed to stay not just under mine, but everybody’s radar. She started to work a few months after the arrival of our Islander,was recruited by a previous manager,doesn’t over or underachieve, and talks to other co-workers only if necessary. That is, until our first staff meeting in years…That day, both the owner and the manager were running late due to traffic. The place was closed so only staff was allowed in the building. Which also means we all get to ditch the uniforms. and chat about things other than what Table 7 wants and how to make Daiquiris. The girl in question arrived last and was only noticed by my old friend,who elbowed me just before she sat down amongst the noisy crowd( 2 chefs,5 waiters,15 waitresses,6 bartenders..All talking at the same time ). After the 2hr meeting, everyone headed to their respective modes of transportation. I was the only one heading towards the bus stop.Or so I thought…At the end of the bench, lightly typing the blackberry buttons at the speed of sound,was our off duty waitress. I got to confirm what I saw at the meeting. She was wearing a bright green top, tight white cargo shorts and a pair of greek sandals. The perfect attire to compliment her milk chocolate almost caramel looking skin and her figure. And what a figure she has! her thighs were as thick as stallion’s! çorum escort Her big breasts seemed like they wanted to break free from that top… After gathering whatever was left of my courage,I’ve decided to start a conversation by attempting to break her concentration, which was focused on that phone up until now.”That meeting felt like one of those long ass lectures from my fam !!” I desperately put together.she looks up,smiles and replies ” I’ve been through worse” a signal that not only reassures me that she doesn’t bite,but also reveals two other things: the gorgeous face that was hiding under those thick braids that whole time.And her brown eyes,who were hiding behind her glasses most of her work time.We ended up talking about a lot that day. Turns out she’s mostly into what I like and shares some of my hobbies. And was more into them then i was. These little discoveries shattered my previous perceptions of her,which was up until that day a short, baggy wearing spectacled waitress with lightning fast pacing and a straight forward work ethic. We’ve grown a little closer in the following month. She had also loosen up to the other co-workers,who kept wondering how did she manage to be unnoticed for so long.One of these slow sundays,the manager decided to make most of us leave early since there was no business.After reminding me not to let the doors open and to activate the alarm before closing,he left me with the keys to establishment.A task that I’ve been doing since my promotion. The only staff members left were the assistant chef(who was just waiting for her ride at this point since the kitchen was about to close),a bartender,myself and our new waitress friend. since I was exhausted from a long week I decided to go take a seat in the last bench of the waiter station.conveniently poorly lit since it was almost closing time. leaving the bartender and the waitress attending things upfront. I told them to let me know when we get new customers and let me know when its time to close before shutting my denizli escort eyes for a moment. only to be awakened by a warm feeling on my shoulder…a quick look and i was able to tell even in the dark that our waitress was leaning on me,claiming that she is tired and that she need to sit to gather her strength before she leaves. “the bartender left a few minutes ago,and the cook left right almost as soon as you went to the bench” she muttered.”and you’ve been asleep for around 15mns”. I’ve wanted to jump and go all crazy while repeating “I’ve been asleep for 15 minutes” to myself while i close up shop and thanking her for her job… But…. Right now,I have a beautiful girl laying her head on my shoulder,in the most isolated poorly lit place in the already poorly lit restaurant, with no one left in the place,with the CLOSED sign lit (Thank you Bartender!!).”Ah what the hell” i mumbled before wrapping one arm on her shoulder ” take your time,I’m the one closing anyways…” It was nothing new, we greet each other with hugs all the time..so what’s another of those moments…I was reminded that it wasn’t one of these innocent gestures when she slightly pulls the bottom tip of my shirt and starts caressing my stomach then my chest with her warm hand. Then she works her way down my pants and unbuttons then unzipps me. freeing my dick hardened by the excitement. She wastes no time and in a almost cat-like gesture,grabs my shaft and licks the tip in spiral matter before swallowing down half of my cock and work it back up. the warm,wet suctions sends light electrical signals from head to toe and right back to my dick. She sucks dick like a pro!! Stopping to lick the balls after a few good deepthroats. She’s bobbing her head like she’s listening to some good music. All the while providing me a sensation i was longing for a while.I could not take it any longer.I manage to unzipp her loose pants since the zipper was from the back. I shoved two fingers in her warm and gooey pussy. Working my way in an out while diyarbakır escort delving deeper in the viscose orifice. She stop sucking as soon as I changed my pattern from in and out, to front and back to caress her inner walls. and she started to moan as soon as i picked up speed. I could feel the warm juices oozing out and dripping from my hand…Her pussy walls tighten up,so does her grip on my dick and i could tell that she was cumming from how long those grips were and the shortness of her breath….After slowly taking my fingers out,I pull her pants down. and as I put on my emergency rubber and get ready to position her in a semi-doggy style( she’s way too short to do the traditional one so I had to be creative) she proposed the reverse cow girl….Which i gladly accepted. But then she caught me by surprise when,after she briefly wets my dick with her saliva, did the same for her asshole!! all the while smiling…And spreading her butt cheeks and gradually letting her tight hole swallow my dick…I was so deep in her that I could only see her massive butt cheeks connecting with my pelvis from this point…I dunno How i manage not to cum on the spot…But i didn’t. I started moving right after she moaned the magic words “Fuck my ass baby” slowly at first,but gradually faster and harder as soon as i hear encouraging moans from her…Beside the fact I’m feeling like i could touch the stars from the tightness and the warmth of her asshole,i get to watch her ass-cheeks jiggle and clap against my pelvis in every stoke i make!! I’m slamming her like I’m going to die right after this. “Fuck this ass baby” “give me this dick” “you like this ass?” are like music to my ears….And then.. After a while… i pick up the pace,the electrical signals came back,but this time,from my balls working their way to my shaft…”Cummin’ ” was all i could manage to say…. And I can still remember her words of encouragement…” In my ass…I want you to bust a nut in my ass!!” and I came…Hard… while i was tightly grabbing each of those butt cheeks …till the point that i completely forgotten that i had rubber on…It took me a while to pull out of her. after getting ourselves cleaned up dressed and exchanging smiles and kisses we end up locking up together and taking the same bus. From that day on we’ve always looked forward to slow sundays.

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