Sandra's P.O.V
When we're both done, I fall back on the bed, taking deep breaths, and he puts his hands on the bed on either side of my ribs, with his head down, taking breaths too. When he raises his head to look at me, we both chuckle
"Are u gonna lay down or what?" I ask, stroking his arm
"Don't take it the wrong way, but u look so pretty laying under me like that!"
"U look so pretty hovering over me like that..." I reply and he chuckles again, before finally deciding to get out of me and get up. After throwing the condom away, he comes back and lays next to me
"This will sound dumb, but, was it good?"
"U kidding? I finished too times, one during foreplay! That's a first!"
"What? That wasn't even a good foreplay! I was just trying to find your spots..."
"Well, u found then quicker than anyone else! U were dead on! My boobs are my biggest weakness and then u added my clit in the game? Damn, I saw stars!" I say and he laughs
"Good to know..."
"All jokes aside, it was great. I can tell u were nervous, but it was probably the best sex I ever had"
"Wow, imagine what would happen if I was wasn't nervous, by the way, are u sure u're 18? Because, damn girl, u know how to get it up!" he says and I laugh
"Well, yeah...I don't think my mom lied about my age! I have just perfected it over the years..."
"Years???"
"Well, 2 years. I've been active since I was 16. But 2 years are enough to get to know what u like, what u don't, how to make it feel better...I have also taken a couple of classes for how to set the mood. Like the massage I gave u before!"
"Worked like a charm!"
"I know! For a minute there I thought that maybe u wouldn't be good, but u proved me so wrong! And may I compliment your junk?"
"Well, may I compliment your boobs?" he asks and I instinctively grab them
"Oh, please don't do that! I just calmed myself!" he says looking away
"Don't go shy on me now!"
"We're so passed shy, baby!"
"Then don't look away!" I say, riding him, making him look at me
"Tell me the view isn't better now!"
"Oh, it's just perfect!" he says putting his hands on my ribs, getting comfortable under me
"Are u gonna rise again?"
"U tell me..." he says, changing his voice to a deeper one and I immediately feel him getting up again. Before I even do anything, he reaches for his nightstand, taking a condom from a drawer...
~~~
As I'm sleeping, I hear noise from around me and I open my eyes reluctantly
"Good morning doll!" I hear him saying teasingly, turning on my back
"It's getting old u know..." I say about the doll thing, stretching
"U're grumpy in the morning, huh?" he asks buckling his belt
"Just a little bit...are u going to work?"
"Sadly, yeah...but u can sleep more if u want, I don't mind"
"No, I'll go home, my dad will be worried and I really should take a shower"
"Wasn't our shower good enough?" he asks, playing hurt, and I chuckle
"Please, I got out dirtier than I went in!" I say getting up
"I won't argue with that!" he says coming closer, putting his arm around my waist, pulling me close
"I thought u were going to work..." I say teasingly, putting my hands on his chest
"Way to ruin the mood!"
"I'm sorry, but I don't want u to be late because of me, and if we start again, I promise u, u will be very late!"
"My God, u're hungry!"
"Haven't had sex in 4 months, damn straight I am!"
"yeah, I remember how it is to be 18...but I should really go! When will I see u again?"
"Later at the cafe, I guess..."
"No, I mean see u!"he says squeezing my ass
"Hmm, we'll see...I don't make promises. I'll let u know"
"Is this the way it'll be? U will just tell me when u're down to fuck?" he asks in a deep voice close to my lips, with his thumb and index holding my chin
"Your question about seeing me again left no room for doubt that it's up to me when we'll have sex again, no?"
"Did u just outsmart me?"
"I think I did. U cops aren't that bright!" I say teasing him and he plays offended
"If I didn't have to go to work I'd so make u pay for that!"
"Don't make promises u can't keep, soldier!"
"U're gonna make me lose my shift, aren't u?"
"I wouldn't want that!"
"I'm pretty sure u would..."
"Well, u're the one holding me from my ass"
"Would u rather me holding u from somewhere else?"
"U don't want to hear the answer to that question, baby..."
"Screw it, I'm gonna be late!" he says, lifting me and throwing me on the bed, making me scream and then laugh, as he gets between my legs, undoing his pants with one hand, while kissing me hard. I unbutton his shirt and dive on his neck, leaving small gentle bites. He moans a little, pushing himself inside me. He lifts his torso up and starts moving fast, with his fingers digging on my hips. He lifts my leg, putting it on his shoulder, while turning me on my side a little. I grab the sheets as I moan loudly and he moves his hand up on my rib, landing it on my boob, squeezing it, causing me to immediately finish loudly, grabbing him from his arm. When I hear him groaning, I understand he's there too, so he pulls away before cumming. He relaxes, taking deep breaths and resting his head on my leg, before putting it down and gets up
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At 13.00, I'm at work, putting my apron on, as Mike leaves. Not long after my shift starts, a handsome, tall guy, in a black T-shirt and blue jeans, walks in
"Hi! What can I get u?" I ask chirply
"Double cappuccino, no sugar" he says sharply, making me wanna frown, but I know better than to do that
"Coming right up!" I say and turn to make it
"Aren't u hot with the black T-shirt on a hot day like this?"I ask him, trying to lighten the mood
"Aren't u?"
"I am, but I have to wear a black T-shirt..."
"What would u wear if u were free to choose?"
"Probably white, or yellow...or even red, I love red! Thank god I don't have to wear black jeans too!"
"What would happen if u decided to wear another shirt one day?"
"Well, probably nothing, but I know better than to piss off my boss!"
"Is he strict?"he ask as I give him his coffee
"I wish I knew. I haven't met him yet, but thinking about the way I got the job here, I'd say he has a thing for the details...that's not necessarily bad, but sometimes, when u're looking for the details, u miss the bigger picture!" I answer, going to the registry
"I see...do u always talk that much?"
"U sound just like my b-*hits me* Oh my God! U're my boss, aren't u?" I ask, cursing my big mouth
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Coffee Mess
RomanceSandra Sheen is a 18-year-old girl who just finished high school and decided to take a gap year before going to college, in order to gather money. When she starts working in a coffee place near a police station, she finds herself surrounded by polic...
