"Fuck! Please say I'm not late!" You come rushing around a street corner, which is especially hard in the jeans you're in, you can't be late for work again - it'd be the third time this week. You see your coworker, Sam, taking a smoke break out the back. "Hey! Sam! Please, dear God, tell me I'm not late!" you shout over to her. "Nah, you've got a minute or two left, you're alright." Sam replies. You don't even bother thanking Sam, you just run inside.
"Y/N! You were nearly late! That would be the third time this week. That's not okay, get a fucking grip." You hear the voice before you see the face - it was your boss, Jerry. "But I wasn't late? It's fine, I'm here, aren't I?" you shout back, while getting your apron on. "We need to have a meeting. Tomorrow morning. Your behaviour is not tolerable." Hearing the words just makes you want to punch him. Not tolerable? He's the one who harasses customers if they don't give a good tip. "Fine." You reply to his order, in the most flat tone you can achieve. Your phone starts ringing and you answer it outside as the bar is slow -
"Hey, you need anything from the shops? I'm in tesco." You immediately brighten up after hearing George's voice. "Fuck, yes, anything to make me feel better, my boss is being a complete prick! I swear, workers don't have actual rights if they're not able to punch their boss." You feel yourself going red with annoyance and decide to stop ranting, "Aw, I'm sorry you're not feeling well darling, I'll get you some of your favourite things in tesco" George says, he really does know how to always make you feel better. "I love you so much, thank you, my shift is over in six hours, alright?" "Of course, call me if you think of anything else you want." "Alright, love you," I finished off the call, hung up, and went inside.
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After an hour passed, the bar was slow and you were cleaning down the taps, you preferred when there wasn't old drunks in the way, annoying you every chance the got, when you saw George walk in through the main door. "George! What are you doing here?" You said before rushing to hug him, "Just thought I'd check in, you didn't seem the best on the phone." He let out as he rested his head on your shoulder. "You don't know how much of a life saver you are," I said, before walking past Jerry's office, "Jerry! I'm taking a smoke break, back in fifteen minutes" you shout into his office. George looks at you weirdly, and Jerry turns around in his seat, "It doesn't take fifteen minutes to smoke a cig!" Jerry says aggressively. "It's girl issues, Jerry." You say in a stern voice. "I- Oh- Uh- Well, I'm- Go ahead." Jerry peeps, turning bright red, while you exit out the back door, holding George's hand.
"So, almost two years we've known each other and I never found out you apparently smoke?" George says, as I lead him down an overgrown trail behind the bar. "It's just what I've started saying to Jerry so I can leave for some time, allows us to be able to go... here!" I say, revealing an overgrown area with a small clearing, where I have previously set down a picnic blanket. "Oh wow... y'know what I'm thinking?" George asks. "Hm?" I ponder. George pulls me down onto the blanket and starts pulling down my jeans and panties. "How about I repay you for earlier?"
Fast forward a bit, George is eating me out in the woods. "Shush- shush- hold it in, good. Thank you, precious." The urge to explode all over him and drench him in my cum is so strong, but I know it'll be better if I hold it. "Good, good, you can do this, hold it for master, hold it. You only get to cum when I say so, or else you get punished. He moves his mouth away from me, while I whimper. He puts on finger in, two fingers in, three fingers in, knuckle deep, it feels so good I can't hold it any more. "I- I- I can't- hold-" George quickly pulls his fingers out, licks them clean, and starts eating me out again, at this point I'm screaming, cumming all over his face. He licks up everything and swallows, "God! You taste so good, c'mere, kiss me," I kiss him, gasping for air, still, "you did so good for daddy. I love you, now let's clean you up and get you back to work.
The walk back to the bar felt like a fever dream, George was kissing me all over my neck before we parted ways, I felt high on adrenaline. I never wanted that feeling to end, luckily, it won't, not as long as I'm with George.
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Fiksi Penggemar* y/n - afab they/them 22 * you met george one day at a friends party, and since you laid eyes on him, it was love at first sight - but now that he's been offered a job in another country , problems have arisen .
