I was getting fucked by my boss at work, Jake. He was a real jerk, he was only 23 and his dad owned the store. This kid was entitled and spoiled, and good at watching the security tapes...He caught me stealing last week, and had been fucking me every day in return for not telling his dad. The worst part was I had a really nice boyfriend, Carl. He was sweet and trusting, and I hated lying to him. It was humiliating. I'm 27 now, and really needed to keep this job to help put myself through school. Even though I hated it, I had to put up with it.
I showed up for the start of my 9pm shift, the store was empty. Jake was in the back room, looking at the cameras.
"Hey baby." He said, looking me up and down.
"Hi." I said softly, shifting my weight.
I hated these stupid uniforms, every night I had to wear a tube top and a mini skirt, the boss said it helps 'keep customers at ease' so they'll shop longer. He was a pig too.
I put my bag and coat away in my locker, closing it to see Jake leaning right next to me.
"So..." He said, glancing at the camera. "Looks like it's gonna be pretty dead for a while..." His hand started to run up my leg slowly.
"Jake...I just got here..." I closed my locker, allowing him to trap me against it.
"I know...but I mean, look at you!" He smirked, running his hands up and down my curves.
He pulled me by the wrists towards the monitors and bent me over the chair in front of them. He was such a horny little jerk! He started squeezing my ass, lightly then firmly, finally spanking me over my skirt. Even though I hated him, his forcefulness kinda turned me on...I shook my head, thinking about Carl.
He lifted my skirt, finding my bare ass. He had started demanding no underwear a few days ago... I heard him snicker as his hand came down hard on my ass, making me yelp.
"Mmmm" I heard his groan, as he rubbed my ass before slapping it again. Despite this humiliation, he always managed to make me wet. He spanked me a dozen more times before moving his hand down to my slit. He chuckled, feeling how wet I was.
"See baby? You know you love this." He cooed, sinking a finger inside me.
I gritted my teeth as his finger slid inside me smoothly, slowly wriggling deeper. I hated this horny punk, but not as much as I hated my own sensitive body. I gasped, feeling another finger enter my soaked pussy. I heard him groan in my ear behind me.
Suddenly, he grabbed me, spun the chair around and sat down. He turned my back to him, peeled off my panties, and unzipped his pants. Before I even had a chance to fix myself, he was pulling me down on top of him, forcing me to penetrate myself.
I squealed, feeling his head enter me slowly, then quickly he pulled it back out. He held my wrists down firm on the armchairs as he continued to tease me, sticking his head in about an inch, then removing it, over and over again. He knew how sensitive I was, this jerk was messing with me!
I was starting to feel lightheaded from the denial, and found myself trying to push down on his cock. He chuckled, releasing my wrists and steadying his huge hands on my hips.
"Someone's thirsty huh?" He cooed, slowly sinking himself into me. I gasped, feeling each inch deeper and deeper in me.
I could barely catch my breath as he finally filled me completely, my pussy almost resting on his balls. He did not give me a moments rest though, as soon as he was inside me all the way he began moving like a jack hammer.
"W-wait! Ah! J-Jake slow down...ah!" I bit my lip as he continued to fuck me hard, sending me bouncing into the air with each thrust.
He grabbed my hair, which I had come to work with in a neat ponytail, and pulled it back down, forcing me to arch my back on top of him, and somehow allow him deeper inside of me.
He fucked me like this for close to a half hour, never slowing down once. This kid was an animal! I could hardly breath, and by the end I barely had any energy left, all I could do was allow him to play until he tired himself out.
I heard him start to make familiar noises, his hands grabbing my hips tight and bouncing me roughly on top of him. He was close. I winched as he grabbed my hair again, bringing my face closer to his.