Chapter 18: Ethan’s Reward (R18+)

It had been a quiet ride home with the girls. The sound of Else whisper-arguing with her dad about wanting to stay the night again being the only sound louder than the radio playing Just the Two of Us. Unfortunately for the short brunette her Dad put his foot down mainly because Mrs. Smith was out of town on business. The girl looked back from her porch steps with a sad smile, her father standing next to her glaring at me with his arms crossed. With a wave we left as I drove Clara home before heading to work.

*Bing Bong*

The chime of the sliding door opening greeted me. Kyle sat at the counter with a bored expression on his face, his hand lazily waving to me before his eyes widened. A look of joy grew across his bearded face as he typed something in the register, no doubt his numbers to clock out, and took the till out of the register. With lightning-fast movement, he walked toward the safe and typed in the combination. The thing was on a timer so the man had the misfortune of waiting but he didn't seem to mind as he scrolled on his phone waiting for the timer to go off.

With a hiss the lock disengaged and a twist later the safe door was pulled open, the thick metal not even making a sound. Taking a fresh till out, my till, he set it on the counter for me before setting his own in the safe. The door closed with a hiss and the locks twisted back as the man stood up from his hunched position over the safe. His bulky frame towered over me as he grinned like an idiot.

"Have a good day, Kyle." I gave him a smile as I waved him on, my other hand setting the drawer in the register after I'd already clocked in.

"You too, buddy." The man patted my shoulder before walking around the counter. The sound of the door chime filled the air as he walked out under the evening sun. With the grey clouds looming over the horizon dusk had come early, the rain me and the boys would take advantage of to fleece some suckers by selling ponchos was on its way.

I watched as the big man's old Dodge pickup drove into the evening sun, the diesel engine whistling beautifully. At the same time, he left heading further into Munford Abby's black Mazda Miata pulled into the parking lot coming from Wollstone. The top was up, the tinted windows limiting my visibility.

Stepping out of the car were Abby's long slender legs, her feet covered in a pair of red platform heels with straps going up her ankles. Her hair had been done in a wavy style, a few strands framing her porcelain face. The dress she wore clung to her thighs like a second skin, the fabric only going to the middle of her thick thighs. Most of her midriff was revealed as the plunging cleavage of the dress showed most of her mouth-watering boobs. The entire thing was held up by two thin black straps running over the dip in her shoulders.

I was gobsmacked, my eyes tearing away from her delicious-looking body to look at the girl's face again. Her plump lips were painted a deep crimson, the lipstick popping under the glow of the parking lot's lights. Her eyelashes fluttered when she blinked, her mascara and eyeshadow making her gorgeous almond-shaped eyes stand out across her beautiful porcelain skin. She smiled when she saw me, and my heart nearly stopped at how beautiful she was.

*Bing Bong*

"Hey, Ethan~!" She purred as she entered the store, her heels clicking against the white tiled floor. Her hips swayed with each step, and her tits jiggled at each movement. The creamy flesh rippling drew my eyes like a moth to a flame, Abby's smile widening at my gaze. "You like what you see~?"

"Y-yeah, God Abbs you look so fucking hot." As soon as she rounded the counter my arms had already wrapped around her slender waist. Pulling her against me our eyes locked on each other, more specifically our lips.

"Wanna know why I'm dressed like this~?" She whispered, her breath tickling against my cheek. Her hands had hooked around the back of my neck as she pulled me down to eye level with her. Both of our faces were flushed, but we were both too into one another to give a shit.

"W-why?" I gulped, the spit filling my mouth slid down my throat. My eyes immediately glanced toward the camera above us, we'd need to take this into the break room if we got heated. The break room still had a camera but it was hidden and I knew where it was. I could simply place something in front of it and Jerry wouldn't be able to accuse me of tampering with the camera because it would reveal that he was secretly spying on us. My work vest would act as the perfect cover as the fabric was thick and I could drape it over the camera disguised as a rooster kitchen decoration.

"Because a little someone told me you wouldn't agree to her request because you didn't want to break my heart. It really made my heart flutter so I'm going to give you a reward~!" Her lips met mine in our first kiss, and almost immediately our lips parted as our tongues coiled around one another. I only had the presence of mind to pull her inside the break room as we exchanged saliva, the sound of our teeth clicking together filling the air. We were still hidden behind the door, but before we continued I had to block the hidden camera.

"I-I've got to block the camera." I mumbled as I pulled back from our kiss, my hands unzipping my vest as I walked toward the rooster statue. Jerry would have an idea of what happened here but with no way of revealing the evidence without exposing himself as a creep, he wouldn't be able to do shit. If the man tried blackmailing either of us I'd kick his teeth in, and the owner of the store would know how slimy his assistant manager really was. The most he could get us for is PDA but that'd be a slap on the wrist compared to the punishment of getting caught fucking in the break room.

"Ew, they secretly record us?" She asked as she watched me drape the vest over the rooster statue, the bird's open mouth where the camera lens was gleaming was officially covered. It would suck that he'd most likely hide it in another place but I'd eventually find it again and hopefully me and Abby could have our fun at her place. Clara would probably be worse than the hidden camera here if she heard us fuckin' through the thin trailer walls.

"Only Jerry, if Mike heard about this I'm pretty sure he'd have an aneurysm getting so angry, but enough about that creep let's start again where we left off." I wiggled my eyebrows much to her amusement as she giggled, my arms once again wrapping around her waist. Her massive tits pressed against my chest, our lips meeting in a tender kiss that deepened the longer we embraced. My foot kicked the break room door closed with a slam, and I pushed us further inside the room.

We were both clumsy, the clicking sound of our saliva filling the air as our tongues wrestled against one another. It was so soft and warm, the slick feeling as my tongue glided across hers made me weak in the knees. Our breaths mingled, the damp heat filling the space between us as we drew closer together. Her hands had begun feeling my chest through my shirt, and I hadn't remained idle as my fingers sunk into the black fabric covering her doughy ass.

"Hmmnnn—!" She moaned into our kiss, the vibrations sending goosebumps across my skin. My fingers gripped the edge of her dress as I lifted it over the round globes of her ass. Sinking my hands in her bare flesh I began kneading the pale skin in any way I desired, my fingers spreading her cheeks apart much to her moaning approval.

"H-how far do you want to go?" I asked even as my finger pulled aside the string of her thong. My other hand went to work rubbing at her drooling puss, the schlicking sound my fingers made as they rubbed back and forth against her outer folds filling the air.

"I-It's your choice E, this is your reward after all." Despite how she said that I could still see the hesitation in her eyes. She didn't want her first time with me to be in a gas station break room and I agreed, we could fuck like rabbits after the party on Saturday.

"Hmm, would you be willing to use your boobs to get me off? I promise I'll make you feel good as well." To emphasize the tips of my fingers rubbed against the tender nub of her clit, the girl tensing up as a silent scream left her red kiss-smeared lips. Abby looked at me with damp eyes, her warm breath tickling against my spit-slick lips.

"I always knew you liked my boobs, everytime we used to hang out I'd catch you trying to peek down my shirt." Her accusing tone wasn't very effective as the girl let me remove the straps of her dress on her shoulders. The fabric sagged as the cups containing her massive cleavage fell across her stomach. My eyes immediately zeroed in on her pink nipples, the little nubs had stiffened and stood proudly in the air. Her pink areola clashed against the pale flesh of her breasts, their larger size seemed to be something she was self-conscious about as her hands went to cover them.

"Ah, ah, ah, you can't cover them! And you're right about me peeking at you by the way, every time you wore something that showed any cleavage I'd walk by you while you sat down and peer inside the gap between your shirt." I admitted with a blush across my cheeks, the ebony-haired girl flushing at my words too.

Gently pecking her lips my hands glided across the smooth skin of her shoulders before settling in the dip between her neck and her rotator cuff, and with a gentle pressure I pushed down. Getting the message the girl slowly dropped to her knees, my hands helping her brace herself to prevent her from falling too quickly. Once she was in position I went to the table in the corner of the room, my hand grabbing hold of the plastic backrest as I dragged the chair across the floor. Setting the chair in front of her I now stood in front of her again, my shadow looming over the girl as she nervously gulped.

"You want me to take these off right?" She rubbed at the growing bulge through the denim of my blue jeans. The sight of her on her knees right in front of me looking up with that cutely nervous look of hers had me harder than steel. It was becoming incredibly uncomfortable around my pants as the fabric constricted my dick.

"Yes, any longer and it might start to hurt." My words seemed to snap her out of her hesitation as her hands went to unbutton my pants, the button popping off rather easily. Instead of doing the same for the zipper, however, Abby had a different idea. Her lips grew dangerously close to my groin, her warm breath tickling against the gap in my shirt.

Opening her mouth her perfect white teeth nipped at the brass-painted metal of my zipper tab. Once she had the tab firmly in the grip of her teeth she pulled down, her black eyes looking at me the entire time as she moved agonizingly slow. The teasing glimmer she sent me told me she knew I was growing impatient, it was probably showing on my face. After what felt like an agonizing eternity the girl ran out of track to unzip, her teeth releasing the tab in her mouth.

"Okay, time for the big reveal~!" Her words made me feel self conscious all of a sudden. Was seven inches good enough? I never really showed it off so for all I knew I was about to get laughed out of the break room. The Internet always lied so those late-night searches spent learning how to measure were practically worthless.

Her hands gripped at the edge of my jeans before she tugged them down my thighs revealing my tented boxers. Abby gawked at the sight before once again taking her hands and pulling down the elastic waistband of my underwear. My dick sprung free nearly smacking her in the face as she backed away from it.

The darker colored skin of my shaft clashed with the pale untanned skin of where I always wore boxers. Veins ran along the surface like a spider web, my cock throbbing as more blood rushed toward it. My glans was dark red, the foreskin hadn't been pulled back and only the very tip of it was exposed. Pre-cum drooled from my urethra and dangled as a strand in front of Abby. The girl watched with curiosity practically written across her face as her pale hand wrapped around my shaft.

"D-does it hurt?" She stuttered as her cool hand rubbed along my shaft, the soft flesh of her palm sending tingles down my spine. Her other hand reached toward the tip of my penis, the girl running her finger across my glans scooping up the leaking pre-cum. I groaned at the sensation as my toes curled in my boots, the stimulation of someone else's hands was incredible compared to my own.

"N-no, ugh—it feels good, but if you rub any harder you'll need to spit on your hand." I warned as the girl picked up the pace, the friction growing closer and closer to being painful.

Slowing down the girl flushed, an idea taking root in her head as she lifted the hand she used to scoop up my Cowper's fluid. She brought her sticky fingers toward her lips, strands of my pre-cum spiderwebbed between her digits. I watched on as she stuck her tongue out before taking a long lick of her stained fingers. The strands of clear liquid were scooped up by her small pink tongue, her eyes looking up at me the entire time she did it. Sloshing the concoction of saliva and pre-cum in her mouth the girl puffed up her cheeks before letting the liquid drool out over her palm.

"This should do it." Her hand wrapped around my glans as she slowly pulled back my foreskin, the sensation sending tingles down my spine. The warm spit on her palm covered my entire shaft as she slid her hand across it, her delicate fingers wrapping around me and brushing against the veins of my cock. It was a clumsy handjob and yet it felt 100 times better than anything I'd ever experienced.

"Abbs this feels incredible…" I groaned, my head tilting back as I let the pleasure wash over me. My dick twitched as I grew closer and closer to the inevitable end. Abby seemed to realize it too as her hand stopped moving, her spit-slick hand leaving my shaft much to my disappointment

"You wanted a tit-job right~? Well, I can't exactly do that if you blow your load E." She teased, her hands lifting up her massive rack as she placed the mouth-watering globes on my lap. Taking her hands around the side she squished her tits around my throbbing shaft. Her lips parted to allow a stream of drool to splatter across the exposed head of my cock.

Moving her hands up and down her pillowy flesh glided across my spit-slick dick. The warm, snug feeling of her creamy breasts rubbing along my veiny shaft sent sparks flashing across my vision. My own hands joined the party as I sunk my fingers into her doughy tits, my palm rubbing against her stiff nipples.

"Hmmmnn…oh yes." She moaned, her hands moving faster as the sound of our flesh clapping together filled the air. She squeezed her tits tight against my cock, my glans twitching as I was close to busting.

"Abbs, I'm going to cum!" I warned, the girl leaning her head forward as she took my cock head between her red pillowy lips. The sudden sensation sent me over the edge as rope after rope of pearly white cum left my urethra like a fire hose. My balls twitched as I dumped the past three days' worth of sexual frustration inside her warm moist mouth. Taking my hands I pressed them against her black hair as I pushed my dick deeper inside, the crunchy feeling of the hairspray she used to maintain her wavy hair pressed against my skin.

Little flecks of light swam in my vision as my legs trembled, the last spurt of cum dribbling across her lips as I pulled out my semi-flaccid dick from her damp mouth. We both sat there panting, my body sinking further into the break room chair while Abby wiped the strand of spunk from her lips. The girl's flushed cheeks were puffed up with my load, her ebony eyes meeting mine with an expectant look.

Parting her red-painted lips I watched as her tongue scooped up the pearly white jizz staining them in her mouth. After scraping it off of the roof of her teeth and gums the girl gave me one final look before she swallowed my cum. The sound of her gulping down my spunk was super erotic and when she opened her mouth again to show that she swallowed everything she released a damp sigh.

"That was super hot…" I muttered as I watched a bead of sweat trickle down her neck before settling in the valley of her breasts.

"I'm glad you liked it; it wasn't bad for me either." She stood up, and now it was her turn to loom over me. Her pale hands grabbed at the edge of her skirt as she raised it to reveal her damp panties and the puffy pussy lips underneath. I licked my lips, my mind immediately deciding that I'd use my tongue to rock her world. Before we could begin however a dreaded sound filled the air.

*Bing Bong*