My heart sank as the truck driver pulled in. It was the park of ergency, I have to go. He looked apologetic as he started to unload quickly. I signed the check. He said" I can't stay, "
I told him I knew, because it was the holiday, and The sales guy told me.
He came round me from behind the bar stool, rubbing my shoulders he said "this is how I am going to fuck you from behind". I would rather you hold my tits.
He said I better go. Then he looked out the open doors and windows, unzipped. His beautiful cock rolled out. I bent down and took him in my mouth.
"I am so rock hard!"
He said "be hind the bar". I pull my pants to my knees and he slipped in. Both of us eyeing the doors that where wide open.
I bent over the beer cooler. "I love funking your pussy"
"Why can't I ever just leave here without having you?
We zipped up, and said our good byes...."thank you" my customary farewell.
"You just do something to me.......every time I am here I can't walk away"
I wish I knew what that was, I would never make it leave.
2 comments:
I'm not sure if I should be happy or sad. I love the encounter but hate the goodbyes
My too. But it kind of makes the encounter so magical in a way.
I love the look on his face of utter disbelief at how he is overwhelmed by wanting me and has no control over it.
What a precious gift.
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