All characters appearing in the following work are fictional. Any resemblances to real persons, living or deceased is unintentional on the part of the author. Owing to the graphic depiction of sexual situations contained in the following narrative all characters are considered to be of the majority age of eighteen years, or older.
- Thank You
Cooking and serving pizza wasn't the worst job in the world, but since it was only part time and until she was free to move out of her parent's house, Cassie tolerated it as best she could. The extra money it brought in gave her something to play with and the work experience was valuable in and of itself.
Tonight, the restaurant had been dead. Middle of a regular week, without a holiday weekend in sight, she had cooked a couple of pies for regulars, but beyond that had spent most of her short shift bull-shitting with the counter guys and the one waitress that shared the shift with all of them. The waitress was an old hand. That meant that she had to be careful what she said – as did the other 'kids' that worked with her – but Cassie had enjoyed chatting up Marcus and the new guy, Pierce.
At a quarter after nine the four of them were punching out and heading to their respective cars. A light rain had begun to fall and even though home was only a few blocks away, she was not looking forward to the wet walk home. Just as she was stepping off the curb Marcus rolled up and offered her a ride home. Thankful for being spared the walk in the present weather Cassie folded her umbrella and spilled herself into the front seat of his car. She watched as he fucked around with the stereo for a minute or two before switching it off altogether and striking up a conversation with her. Aside from having shared a few classes in high school – and two drinks during a graduation party in the middle of the forest – this was as close as the two of them had ever been outside of work! She was a little afraid to admit it, but Cassie could feel the crotch of her panties moisten from his proximity and thoughts began to drift freely to her of this newest possibility. . .
Cassie spent the next several working days trying to find ways to spend more time with Marcus whenever their shifts coincided with one another. There were several times as well, whenever she was bent over and putting a pizza into the oven – or taking it out – that she might have sworn that he was sneaking quick glances at the swell and gentle curve of her ass! It was all very exciting. Especially since she had not gotten any action since her bit of strange in the boy's locker room when she had still been in school.
She flashed back on that chance meeting, and smiled at the memory of being as wanton and free as to have risked having sex with a complete stranger just because her body had needed the release at that particular moment. As a precaution against that sort of thing happening again, Cassie had seen her doctor and, finally, gone on birth control. She hated taking pills though and therefore never left home without a couple of rubbers stuffed down in the bottom of her purse. Now, as she caught Marcus looking at her as she was, again, taking another pizza out of the oven, her mind began to dwell anew on the possibilities this was presenting. Noting the time on the clock she was only too happy to realize that the two of them were again closing up the restaurant alone.
Coming out of the bathroom, Cassie casually stuffed her sodden panties down into her purse and smiled at Marcus as he was putting tonight's till in the safe in the manager's office and closing the door. He was just turning to lock the outer door when she stopped him and leaned into him in order to plant a kiss on his lips. He tasted like a mix between diet soda – the only kind he drank while working – and the bread sticks he snatched to keep him going. She was not at all surprised then as he leaned down and into her and then gave a slight jump of surprise as his hands found her ass. He parted her lips with the tip of his tongue and gave her another start when his fingers closed on her butt and he became aware that she was not in fact wearing any underwear underneath her uniform slacks.
Breaking the kiss and smiling down at her he said with mocking seriousness;
"I am going to have to discipline you for being out of uniform."
Now it was her time to smile back at him as she felt her own heat beginning to fill the crotch of her pants.
"Well" she offered, "hadn't you best take me into the office so that we can discuss my infraction in private?"
Without further preamble Marcus took her by the elbow and turned her through the door, closing it behind them.
Inside the office there were only a few pieces of furniture. The manager's desk – which was too covered with papers and other work to make a suitable spot for what Cassie had in mind. The overstuffed chairs might have sufficed and indeed look to be the right height, and then there was the couch. Marcus was not missing a step though and she found herself having a hard time concentrating as his soft lips found the sensitive skin along the back of her neck and behind her ears. She was melting into his arms and found the strength there, and in his chest, comforting. Her body continued to relax in preparation.
