Our town has a local burger joint called "Tanks" They have old military tank out in front. As a single guy, I stop there a lot for quick meals and taken notice of one of the new burger girls named Jennifer. Jen is a cute young thing about 19 years old, attending the local two-year college.
I have found myself thinking about what it would be like to be with her. The thought usually makes my cock rock hard and have fantasized about me being with her a lot lately.
Last night I was picking up some burgers to go and overheard her talking to one of the other girls. She had said that she was new to the area, and hated the guys her age. They are so immature. Problem that leaves me with is being so dam horny. What I need somebody to just fuck me.
My mind started going wild. I though about just being straight forward, going up to her and saying something cheesy to break the ice and ask her out. Wait, I'm too old for her, she wouldn't be interested in an old guy like me. But, what if I just did like she said, took a fucking from her. This is where my mind took me in the direction of planning my attack on her.
I had a friend some years back that had worked at Tanks for a short time and knew the layout of the place. I know she stays some nights to clean up to get the extra hours. I could wait and hide out inside for everyone to leave, and enact my fucking of her as she turns out the lights as she starts to leave.
I walked around, looking at the layout for a good mental picture. As I wandered towards the back, I noticed a small room off to the side near the back door. It was small and had a table and a small worn old couch. I remembered, it was the employee lounge area. This would be perfect. I took a sneak into the room and observed a small closet, and there was nothing but some coats and extra employee shirts inside. This would make a great place for me to hide.
Tomorrow would be Saturday night; this would be the night to make my move. I stopped in earlier as I usually do, picked up some food to go and headed for home. Later I entered through the back door, and into my hiding place.
After I heard people leaving, I peaked out to look around. She was in the main bar area cleaning off the tables. I decided to go back to hiding for a while. I heard her moving tables, and then came back into the hallway and I heard her running water, then a squeak, it was from the mop bucket.
A little bit later I looked out as the lights started going out. She walked down the hall and I heard her sigh, then yawn. As she came up to the lounge, I grabbed her, holding my hand over her mouth, and eased her onto the old couch.