It started off innocently enough. I would frequent the shop because it had a good cup and it was quiet so I could get some coding done away from home. We would have little conversations at the counter and she was a sweet girl, struggling a bit financially so I would always tip well. I'd give her some advice from time to time if she was having a rough patch. She called me her "work daddy" jokingly and eventually she just started calling me daddy. She was very attractive, but I wasn't trying to be sexual with her. In hindsight, I think she was infatuated and she did have daddy issues. I think the fact that I am a black man might have also made her curious.
Things turned a bit when I saw her at the bus stop after work trying to get home. I offered her a ride and turns out she didn't live far from my neighborhood. After that, if I was in the area or if her shift ended around the time I was leaving the shop I would give her a lift.
Ironically it was my wife who got me thinking sexually about her. I would tell her about the barista and they would also talk when my wife was in the shop. My wife picked up right away that the barista had a crush and started teasing me about it. She thought it was cute and she likes seeing me flustered. One night during sex she started role-playing as the barista, calling me her "coffee daddy" and asking me to fuck her and cum in her. This turned me on tremendously and we started incorporating the fantasy into our sex play.
Fast forward to a few months later. My wife is out of town on business and I am taking the barista home from work. She knew my wife was out of town and offered to make me dinner so that I wouldn't have to order out. I said no but she insisted saying she just wanted the opportunity to do something for me. She half kidding stuck out her lower lip and said I would hurt her feelings if I said no. I conceded and came in.