Chapter 3

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Oh. My. God. Why is Sully here? He never shows up to the Krispy Kreme--at least during my shifts. He is always so strict about his diet and what he eats. But maybe a doughnut every once in a while never hurt anyone; he deserves it, honestly. His buff physique, with his brilliant pecs and rippling abs, almost makes my nose bleed--almost. If I ended up filling jelly doughnuts with my blood I would surely lose my job.

Sully arrives at the counter. He says hello to me--just like last time. But something about this encounter strikes me as odd. Sully doesn't ask for anything to purchase, however, and seemed only interested in talking to me. We start up a conversation, nothing significant, just like last time, but the only thing I'm focused on were the movements of his lips. His blue-green lips were very expressive, they would consist of smirks, curls, and ravenous lip-bites. Wait...lip bites? The sudden realization of why he was here--and why he was holding up the line--was to get closer to me.

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Our conversation is eventually drowned out by the sounds of annoyed customers. But before I could inform Sully, he interrupted me--with a kiss. Before I could process anything that was happening, he was already on top of the counter. His bulky weight was cracking the glass, so he had to place himself on the employees' side floor. I should stop. I definitely should cease any further action.

But I couldn't. I was too immersed by his creamy lips, equivalent to a freshly-glazed doughnut from the assembly line. I grasped his massive cock, and realized that I would have to be on top. I would most likely die if I was on the bottom. The passion between us is overwhelming, it almost made me want to tap out immediately. I propped myself up on a nearby stool and inserted a part of me into him. Loud moans ensued, in a variety of pitches. Our combined weight knocked over the nearby doughnuts, and when I finally released myself, the doughnuts had a vastly different flavor than before. Sully grabbed one of the discharge-colored pastries and took a bite. He said it was slightly gross, but still quite tasty.

Holy shit. I fucked Sully in a Krispy Kreme. In front of my co-workers, and in front of so many customers. I'm scared of what will happen next.

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