Sandra 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...
At around 23.10, I get to the bar and go straight to Fred. As we talk, I see Sandra coming from the bathroom and then stopping to talk to someone
"What is she doing here?" I ask him
"She broke things off with the cop, and because she feels like shit for breaking his heart, she came as a customer...she's been here since 7!"
"7??"
"Yep, first she had coffee and then she started drinking..."
"Has she drunk a lot?"
"I'd say yes, but she looks pretty good, so I'll say that it's relevant..." he says and then she comes
"Hey! U made it!" she says putting a piece of paper in her pocket
"I did. What are u doing here?"
"Oh, come on, we both know Fred already told u"
"Right...are u ok?"
"Better than when I came"
"How much have u drunk?"
"Well, Fred wouldn't let me have straight tequila, so he threw some strawberry juice in it, so I've had like 3 margaritas?"
"Wow, u're determined to have me in jail, huh?" I ask jokingly
"Please, I'm sure u will find a way around it! Otherwise, u wouldn't have me bartend..."
"Smart girl, even with so much tequila in u!" I reply, trying to mask my amusement
"I can hold my liquor, Ian"
"I can see that! But maybe it's time I take u home, don't u think?"
"Sure! But my dad's gonna be there so we'll have to be quiet"
"No, I mean get u home, leave u to your dad and come back here right after"
"Oh come on! Don't make me go with the guy I was just talking with. I took his number out of courtesy!"
"U're not leaving with anyone tonight, u have had enough drinks for u to be called drunk"
"What if I prove to u that I'm definitely not drunk and my judgment is clear?"
"How are u gonna do that?"
"Wait here" she tells me and then goes to the Dj, tells him something and when he nods yes to her, she comes back
"What did u do?"
"I asked for a specific song that has been stuck in my head (the one on the banner). Do u know how to dance bachata?"
"I do..." I answer reluctantly and then the song changes
"Ok then, let's dance!" she tells me smiling, going towards the middle of the bar, starting dancing on her own, until I reach her and we start dancing together. Truth is she doesn't look drunk and she doesn't seem to lose balance or to miss steps, so I unclench myself a little and I go with it
"So...will u fuck me now or what?" she asks me near my ear at the end of the song, sending a rush all over my body. When she pulls away to look at me, I grab her hand and pull her to the back.
When we get into my office I lock the door behind us, lift her up and put her on my desk. When I try to pull her blouse off, I see that it's stuck or something
"The fuck are u wearing?" I ask frustrated and she starts laughing, jumping off the desk
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"It's a leotard!" she answers, getting her boots off and then her pants
"Ok ok, I got it from here!" I tell her and put her back on the desk. I take my jacket off and roll up my sleeves, as I kneel down between her legs. After I open her leotard, she takes it off and I lean in passing my hand over her thigh, kissing the inside of it, heading to her sensitive area. As I do that, I raise my eyes to look at her, seeing her watching me attentively, leaning a little behind on her hands. When I reach her area, I take the hem of her underwear and pull it off as she lifts her pelvis to help me.
Sandra's P.O.V
After taking my thong off, putting it on the desk next to me, he lifts my leg, putting it over his shoulder, puts his hands on my hips, buries his head between my legs again and starts eating me out. I immediately feel a quick shivering down my spine, making me leave a shaky moan, while throwing my head back and closing my eyes. As he continues, doing it very gently but at the same time very intensely, my moans get louder and deeper and I put my hand in his hair. He raises his hand to my abdomen, towards my breasts, grabbing one firmly. As a reaction, I press my heel to his back, pushing him further between my legs, and he becomes kinda rough, but not excessively; just enough to make me pull his hair and start breathing very heavily, as I'm getting closer. When I'm finally there, I bring my head back up and let out a deep scream. After my orgasm passes, I let go of his hair and he takes my leg off of his shoulder, getting up. Without saying anything, he gets me down and turns me around quickly, making me practically slam my hands on the desk, in an attempt not to fall on my face.
"Put your boots back on!" he demands, bringing them close to my feet. As I do that, I look over my shoulder, watching him taking his shirt off and undoing his pants, pulling them a little down, just enough to put the condom on. When I see that he's ready, I turn my head to the front again and I feel his hand on my shoulder, as he pushes himself inside me and then grabs me by my hip with his other hand. He starts moving quickly immediately, pushing me forward, so I bend my arms, leaning in. He drags his hand down my back, until it falls on my ass, which he grabs.
"Is that all u got?" I say to tease him
"Oh, baby girl, I can do way better!"
"Then do it! I'm not gonna break!" I say and he immediately smacks me. Before I even manage to react, he grabs me by my hair and pulls me backwards, making my back slam on his chest, and grab him from his ribs for balance
"Is that what u want?" he asks on my ear in a rough voice
"Yes!" I say out of breath
"U like being fucked hard, huh?"
"Yes!" I answer like before and he pulls my hair again
"I didn't hear u!"
"Yes! Yes I want to be fucked hard!" I exclaim and his thrusts start becoming more aggressive. I drag my nails down his back as far as I can reach him, grabbing his ass, while I let out deep but high pitched screams, bitting my lips
"Fuck!" I exclaim, practically crying, from all the tension
"Aren't u a little slut!" he says leaving my hair and putting his hand around my neck, squeezing it, making me open my mouth to breath better. Not long after that move, I finish again.
"Fuck, Ian!" I scream, but since he's choking me, the sound sounds kinda throaty.
When my inner muscles relax, he pushes me forward again, but I'm too weak to stand on my hands, so I fall flat on the surface, while he grabs my hips and makes his final moves, until he cums, groaning.
