My shift started out pretty good; I'd gotten to work a bit early and clocked in. I looked at the daily sheet to find out how we'd been doing and what our goals were for the day. Jenny, one of the managers, was helping a new associate ring up a customer. I waved hello, not wanting to interrupt them, and then headed to the back to see if Susan had anything special for me to do that night.
She was sitting at the desk in the back when I walked in, and she just about jumped out of her skin when I said "Hey."
"Don't do that do me!" she said, hand clutched against her chest. She looked great, as she always does. Her hair was pulled back, she was wearing an off the shoulder blouse, and when she turned around the talk to me, I noticed how great her legs looked in the skirt she had on. I don't know what it was about seeing her bare shoulders like that, but every time I saw her in that blouse, it sent a shiver up my spine. But I tried hard to keep those kinds of thoughts to the back of my mind, as I didn't want to get caught staring like some star-struck teenager, especially considering that she always wore low cut tops that showed of her cleavage.
She filled me in on what we needed to do that night, and said she'd get me to rub her shoulders in a bit, as she'd been tense all day. We flirted for a bit after that, talking about personal issues and other non-work related items. After a bit I got up and went out front to help Jenny while Susan finished up the paperwork she had been working on. I pulled out some back stock to fill in the floor, and changed three light bulbs that had gone out.
About 30 minutes later Susan came out and asked if I'd come massage her shoulders before Jenny had to leave. We walked to the back and she sat down in the chair. I took off my rings and started rubbing her shoulders. I was trying to distract myself from the fact that I could see straight down the top of her blouse when she started telling me about how bad she'd been recently.
It was pretty normal for us to be pretty open with each other about any adventures we'd had. But I was starting to get pretty aroused about hearing about what she'd been up to lately. Hearing this while having my hands on her bare shoulders, and staring at the delicate curve of her neck was driving me insane.
I was massaging lower and lower on her back, then moving back to the her scalp to trace my fingertips down the curve of her neck, and across her shoulders when I just couldn't take it anymore. I had to do something about all the thoughts that were going thru my head by then. Her head was tilted slightly to one side so I leaned forward and lightly kissed the back of her neck, brushing my lips around the side of her neck, kissing every inch or so.
For a second she tensed up, and my heart started pounding, wondering if I'd really screwed up, when she relaxed and continued telling me about her exploits, while tilting her head more so I could better get to her neck. Knowing an invitation when I see one, I continued kissing my way across her neck to her ear, nibbling slightly on her earlobe. By now I could tell her breath was coming a bit quicker. I let my hands slide down from her shoulders, tracing circles lower and lower down her front till I could feel the swell of her breasts.
Barely in control of my self by now, I cupped her breasts thru her shirt and started to caress them. She turned her head and our lips met, then opened and we started kissing deeply. Her hands came up and she ran her fingers through my hair while we kissed.
What felt like an eternity later, our lips parted, and we just looked into each other's eyes for a bit.
"God I want you now!" Susan said, "But Jenny is going to be back here in a minute if we don't get out to the floor to let her go home."
My eyebrows went up at that, "Well, at least we are the only two closing tonight, who knows what might happen before the night is through. I think we can find plenty of ways to keep our minds on things till we close."
She was biting the corner of her lip before saying, "Damn straight we will! But we just need to be busy tonight, cause if it's slow, it is going to take forever for nine o'clock to get here!"
I grinned and stood up, put my rings back on, and then put out a hand to help her up so we could go out front. She adjusted her blouse, so it didn't show my groping and we headed back out front. I couldn't help watching her ass move under her skirt, wondering if she was wearing panties or a thong.
Jenny and the new girl left while Susan and I helped the few customers that were in the store. As normal for a weeknight, there would be a small rush of customers then no one in sight for an hour or so. Unfortunately this left us plenty to time for teasing each other. I'd be at the wrap desk or folding something at the table when I'd feel her press up against me from behind, her hand coming around my side to grab the crotch of my pants, or just to press her breasts up against my back.
Of course I gave just as good as I took. Whenever I'd catch her on the phone, I'd come kneel down near her and pretend to pick up something off the floor, when I'd rest my hand on her bare leg, and slide it up between her thighs till I could rub my finger against the crotch of her panties. Or when she'd be bent over somewhere in the store I'd step up close behind her, run my hands down her back, then grab her hips, pulling her back to me so she could feel the bulge in my pants against her rear.
Of course during the whole night we talked...well, mostly teased. The things we talked about! We talked about the wildest things we'd ever done, or thought about doing. I admitted to her some of the things I'd thought about doing with her, and was surprised to find she'd had a few thought about me too. Mostly we talked about what we'd be doing to each other once the store closed. Or what we wanted to do to each other right then.
It almost made things worse when we had customers, as we did our best to help them, but most just wanted to browse. We had to behave ourselves during these times, but still managed to catch each other's eye with a look every once in a while.
She caught me by surprise one time when I came up behind her, reached around pulled up her skirt and went to rub the crotch of her panties. I'd noticed as the night went by that her panties were getting wetter and wetter. But this time, when I went to rub and tease her, instead of encountering wet cotton, my finger slipped between her swollen lips. A very pleasant surprise! She moaned appreciatively as I found her clit and ran the tip of my finger around it before stepping away. I lifted my finger to my mouth, she tasted even better than I imagined! I couldn't wait to get the chance to kiss my way between her thighs and tease her with my tongue!
After that I took every chance I could to rub her pussy, once even getting wild enough to catch her at the desk, and kneel down in front of her, and push her skirt. Her lips were bright red and swollen, her juices coating her thighs. I lowered my face between her legs and traced my tongue around the edges of her lips while squeezing her bare ass in my hands. I felt a shiver run thru her body when I dipped my tongue into her, she was SO wet! The smell of her was intoxicating and she her taste was like an aphrodisiac. Every taste of her just made me want more! She was watching the front while my tongue explored. After all the teasing throughout the night, it was only seconds before a flood of her juices filled my mouth and I felt a tremor run thru her entire body. I kept a constant pressure with my tongue on her clit while tremor after tremor went thru her body. She finally pushed my face away and pointed to the front of the store.
I wiped my mouth before standing up and seeing that another customer had walked in. Seeing that she was still a bit wobbly from her orgasm (which seemed to still be sending aftershocks thru her) I went to the front and helped the people that had just walked in. Susan disappeared to the back to compose herself, and probably to wipe up a bit, but appeared back on the floor before to long.
It was getting closer and closer to closing time. But about an hour before we closed she did manage to get me back. I had just answered the phone; it was Laura from Madison Square wanting to know how we were doing. I was pulling up the report when Susan came and kneeled in front of me, mouthed "Watch the front" and started pulling on the zipper to my pants.