A Not-Typical Night Working at Burger King
Many years ago, I worked as an assistant manager at a Burger King while I was in college. It was a good job for me at that time. The job was made better once I realized it was just a college job for me.
It was also where I met Karen, my girlfriend through most of my college years. We hid our relationship from the store manager though many of our co-workers knew about our relationship. This meant that, on many occasions, Karen and I worked together.
Occasionally, we closed the restaurant together. Rarely, it was just the two of us closing; usually there was at least one other employee helping. Because I had a car, I tended to drive everybody home after we were done. Many times, if Karen was with me, we'd go back to the restaurant after dropping everyone else off so that we could make out and screw our brains out. Since we both lived with our parents, this was one of the few places we could be alone.
Over time, we started to push the envelope. My favorite game we played when it was just the two of us closing the restaurant. I remember the first time we played this game like it was yesterday.
It was a Friday night. At 11:00 PM, the only other person with us headed home. So it was just Karen and I left. It was also the time we closed the dining room and went drive-thru only. We stay open for another hour after this; and it's usually really quiet this last hour. It gives us a change to get a lot of the closing work done so that we can get down to business earlier.
The first fifteen minutes went by like a normal, quiet Friday night. Karen was cleaning up in the back, I was cleaning up in the front and taking care of the few customers. Then things changed when Karen called me into the back of the restaurant.
When I got to her, she wraps me in a bear hug and plants a huge kiss on me. When she's done kissing me, she tells me "I have an idea. You willing to switch places with me and stay back here to clean?"
"I guess," I just can't think of anything else to say. And, I'm puzzled because she has never asked me to stay in the back before. She usually does it because she is faster at it.
She smiles, "Good." Next thing I know, she has my pants and underwear pulled down and is taking them off of me. When she's done, I'm in the back of Burger King, while our drive-thru is still open, wearing socks, shoes, a dress shirt and a tie. Oh, and my cock is hard and poking out between the panels of my shirt.
The drive-thru buzzer picked that moment to go off. Karen goes up front to take care of the customer. I stand there like an idiot waiting for her to return because I don't know what else to do.
She returns and fills me in on what is left to do. "The only thing left up front is cleaning the far side of the sandwich board and putting everything away. There is no reason you shouldn't be able to do that like you are. And, you should be able to help me from there as well if I need it." She gives my cock a quick stroke and goes back up front. Puzzled and now horny, I go to the sandwich board to start putting things away.
I end up in the walk-in cooler. I have never before been in there before undressed. The sensation is weird but enjoyable. I drop some pans off at the sink and return to the sandwich boards to grab more things to put away.
As I'm heading towards the walk-in, Karen gets in front of me and takes my cock in her mouth. I'm fully hard instantly and enjoying getting a blow job in the front of the restaurant. Before I cum, the drive thru buzzes and Karen stops what she is doing and goes to take care of the customer.
Pointing at the pans I'm carrying, she tells me "Don't forget to put those away."
I realize what just happened and I walk into walk-in with a major hard-on. I open the door and feel the cold on my wet cock. It feels amazing. After 30 seconds of it, I'm no longer close to orgasm and can focus on work again.
I keep grabbing and putting stuff away for the next few minutes. When I'm back at the sandwich board again, Karen is back and starts blowing me again. This time, we don't get interupted by the drive thru. Instead, as I'm getting ready to cum, she stops and goes back to work leaving me hanging.
After I don't move for a minute, I hear "Get back to work."