"UHHHNNN....OMG!!! Cum on my ass!!!" Heather squealed as Eddie pulled out his cock and shot a copious amount of cum all over ass. He noticed that the first blast had went the furthest which got on the costume Heather was wearing which led to this unexpected encounter after they had closed the costume store. To be fair, it was not completely unexpected. There was sexual tension building between the two over the last few weeks. Eddie was caught off guard when he walked to the back of the store and found Heather sitting on top of the dressing room counter wearing a naughty schoolgirl outfit. The sight of her was incredible. The white blouse tied up in a knot revealing her naval and allowing enough buttons undone to give her perky tits a bit of cleavage. She uncrossed her legs revealing no panties underneath her skirt with only the knee-high stockings and little black shoes to complete the ensemble. Never mind the fact that her petite 5'4" frame allowed her to rock the look in a way that really sold the look. She opted to wear her own glasses instead of the costume pair which was a great choice since she looked sexy in them anyway.
The next 30 minutes were a blur for Eddie. He had been wanting to hook up with Heather for the longest time and he was finally doing it; in the workplace no less. Heather took off the blouse to examine the load of cum that had gotten on the back of it. Her tits were incredible and her tattoos between them and her neck looked a lot more sexier. "What do you think? Shrinkage?" Heather smiled as Eddie laughed. "Yeah, we might want to dispose that ourselves," came the reply. Heather found her t-shirt and put it on before locating her panties and sliding them on under her skirt. "I guess you're keeping that," Eddie said as she finished collecting her things. "Of course, it would be a waste of a perfectly good "fuck me skirt," Heather replied. Eddie couldn't argue her logic.
They exited the store and after it was locked up, they shared a deep, passionate kiss. "Call me sometime," Heather said as she turned to her car. "Wait, you're not showing up tomorrow?" Heather looked back with a grin. "Nope. I don't want things to get awkward." Eddie couldn't help but smile and shake his head. She had a point. The store was done for the season and that night was the last of the discounted sales before the remaining merchandise was packaged for pickup. He would have probably opted out himself, but he liked working and he liked being paid. To say that he would be leaving that place with a bang would be an understatement.
ONE WEEK LATER
Eddie found himself at a local dive bar called After Hours. He had found it by happenstance when he was driving around late one night after finishing his last shift with the store. The bar was unique in a way that rivaled most other bars. It had a good central location and it was common to see hookers, strippers and bartenders from other establishments show up just to blow off some steam and be a customer after serving others for several hours.
"What are you drinking, honey?" came the question from Mia the bartender.
"Bud. Draft," Eddie responded.
Mia was the owner of the After Hours bar. She had acquired it after her dad passed away and left it to her in his will. She made a few changes to the place which included changing the hours to really capture the feel of an after hours establishment. She had a small staff of beautiful servers who took care of the room but she was in charge of the bar. It was her baby.
Mia was young but driven. She had just turned 23 and had really made a name for herself among the nightlife crowd, especially those who stayed out late. She was incredibly attractive too. She had shoulder-length hair that was fiery red and her freckles she sported on her shoulders served as her beauty marks. She was 5'6 with a noticeably fit body. Her breasts and ass were her signature assets. Mia preferred wearing revealing outfits while she worked. She claimed that it was easier to stay cool that way. The tip jar behind her suggested otherwise. On this night, she was wearing a tube top that was probably a bit small but she wanted to make her breasts appear bigger. She wasn't shy about her body. The top left little to the imagination and one could see her nipples and her piercings. She completed the look with a pair of short shorts that showed off her curvy ass.
"So, what's up with you tonight?" Mia inquired as she handed him a beer. "Notta, getting ready to start this new job next week," Eddie said, referring to a marketing job he had landed earlier in the week.
"Is that the one you were talking about with the evening hours?" Mia asked.
"Yeah. Monday through Friday 4-midnight. Not a bad gig," Eddie said with enthusiasm.
Mia smiled. "Well, that allows you to keep coming back to see me afterwards, right?"
Eddied agreed. The bar was closed on Monday and Tuesdays but with the 6PM to 6AM hours the rest of the week, it was an ideal stop after working eight hours. Eddie continued with his thoughts until Mia snapped him back to reality.
"Did you ever talk to that girl again?" Eddie had told Mia about his carnal rendezvous with Heather during one of his first visits and for the life of him could not figure out why. Mia appeared to be a sexual person herself and enjoyed stories like that. All Eddie knew was that he rarely spoke to a female about his sexual exploits.
"I've texted her a couple of times. She's been busy," Eddie wasn't too concerned about it. After all, he didn't want any attachments and casual sex was fine by him. He was teased by her however when she responded to a text with a pic of her in the skirt and her arm covering her breasts.
Mia nodded and wiped down the bar before taking an order for a nearby table. Cari came over next to Eddie to pick up the tray of drinks for her table. "Hiya," she beamed as she picked up the tray. Cari was one of two servers on Mia's staff. She had a bubbly, girl-next-door personality and was very sweet. Cari had been a stripper after starting college to pay her way but upon learning about the job at After Hours, she applied and ultimately quit the strip joint. It was reasonable to assume that grinding on a bunch of random dudes was not the way to go.
"Hey, get your hands off me!" Cari yelled.