Dear No One

It was only 6:45. Tony and James would be leaving at 7, I at 8 and you at 9. You were in the back room, standing with your back to me as I gazed into the changing room from the fence. You hadn't said much to me all day. I tried to joke with you, least you smiled and joked back. You were vaping with Tony as he was talking about some chick he would bone that night, sitting on our famous chair, you seemed more interested in your thoughts. James came out and questioned your wonder. Shaking your head you remain quiet.
See I take everything in. Going back to the duct taped stool, sitting down, I pull my phone out and reread your message. A "Dear No One" you sent earlier in the day. In a way it's kind of neat to see how you think.
'Dear No One, these dreams are getting outta hand. We don't even do this and haven't in a while..'
I had to stop it. I wanted that assistant manager job.
'.. I look away into the moonlight Signing in the wind Never could I imagine Still wanting to taste your skin How is it you still captivate me? With your scent with your smile Why do you linger still on my mind?..'
That afternoom was warm. You had been outside helping Roger with batteries earlier in the day. Quiet. Not like you. You kept looking at the full moon setting up in the still lit sky. Your face was perflexed. Steven questioned you and you said nothing. I wanted to questioned you, but I had this feeling you were hiding something. Your texts seem to hint that. I wanted to know. So I waiting for James and Tony to leave. Roger and Steven had opened and were already gone for the day. It was perfect since you and I would be alone after the last two left.
It was a few minutes after 7, you went outside to wave bye to them. James yelled out something about counting tires by yourself and to send a picture. Why did they take my joke? It was between you and I. James can be annoying at times. You flicked him off and headed for the door, I quickly headed for the bathroom so you didn't see me.
Once inside the bathroom, I had to figure out my move. I like the texts. I do read them. I do read your posts. I do questioned things. I just never open my mouth. Then again when are we alone to do so? Our Co workers would tease the fuck outta both of us again. I was tensed. I wished you'd give me a back rub. I bet those nails would feel good.
'Damnit get yourself together' I told myself. I heard the door open and slam shut. 'Okay now's my chance' as the key machine went off.
James wanted us to put tires away. I will admit when I come back here to the tire rack, I still remember and when I see that black stool, I can't forget those times. It had been a while and I was spoiled when you'd do those things for me. I understood the frustration of being turned on and left hanging. I didn't mean for you to ever felt that. Trust me I wanted to get you off in the tire rack. Least you did at my house. Your nails digging in my back as you pulled me closer to your body gave that away.
I need to stop remembering before I end up hard I thought as the door opened.
Slowly you came up behind me. I was already at the tire rack trying to determine how we were going to put them away. Then again it's not like you to follow your weight restriction.
"You ready to put some tires away?" you asked with a somewhat seductive voice ending with a half smile.
Looking down at you I had to smile. Seeing those blue eyes glistening reminded me those times when you were on your knees looking up at me.
Mentally shaking the thought I replied with a question of how you wanted to do this.
Blushing you seemed to have had a flashback, and replied quickly saying for me to call out sizes and you'd tell me how many and so forth.
We had a system and got all 45 tires done within 30 minutes. My shoulder blades were killing me. Having done that and actually had a busy tire day, I was sore.
You pulled out the black stool and placed it near the front of the tire rack. I wondered if you remembered how we got caught there by your stalker.
Pointing to the stool you told me to sit and I obeyed. Stepping behind me, you started to rub slowly then deeply into my throbbing blades. First the left side then the right you rubbed the pain mostly away. It felt nice. Relaxing. Moving to the front of me, you started with my neck. I lowered my head down gently on your chest as you worked on the back of my head. Your touch alone sends quivers down my spine. I could hear your heartbeat pick up as you gently scrapped my neck with your nails.
I don't know what took over me as I placed my hands on your hips and moved you closer. Letting a small gasp out as I moved my head to face your chest and nipped at your shirt where your bra would be. Wishing it were skin I could kiss instead. I could smell your lightly scented soap as it drove me over the edge.
Not making a sound, I hoisted you up as I stood and placed you back against the wall. The tires being our cover, you wrapped your arms around my neck and dug into my blades you had just massaged, as I kissed your neck and collarbone. I knew your weakness. Like I said I pay attention to detail. A moan worked up in your throat and I could feel you tense up and relax. Placing my forehead to yours, I looked into faded blue turned green eyes. You didn't protest. You didn't stop me. You didn't say no. As I studied those eyes I saw desire and hurt. I knew I hurt you in a text about stopping what we were doing. But I was aiming to make it up to you that moment.
"Jay?" You whispered.
"Hm?" I answered you.
"Um. Is everything alright?" Clearly you were mixed with emotions you haven't felt in a long time.
"Yea. Just deciding."
"On what? " I could tell you were a little frighten as you spoke.
"On how I'm gonna finished this."
"Oh." You lowered your gaze to my lips.
With that look, I pressed them against yours as you melted into the wall and I melted into you.
Another moan worked up in your throat as I rubbed my hardness on your pelvic mound. I ached to be inside you, but my mission was to make you feel good.
You responded with the same thought as you lowered your hands to my belt. Staring into my eyes you waiting for any signs of me telling you no, but you weren't going to get any. I, then, decided to do the same as I worked your belt free. Using my body to keep you against the wall, I pulled your jeans down and off revealing a see through dark blue thong on smooth pale legs. Smiling at the thought you knew I liked blue and how soft you felt, I wonder what you had hidden under your shirt. My mind shifted to keep you suspensed in the air as I explored your body with my eyes.
Laying back against the cold TLE wall, you sighed trying to hide what you kept calling fat and ugly. Shushing your negative remarks with my lips, I traveled from ear to neck to breast as I got soft moans in return. Letting you slide gently down the wall to the floor, you raked your nails over my head while eyes closed, tantalizing me. Letting my pants drop to the floor, you gave me that look like you used to when I'd ask for some head. Shaking my head, I sat on the black stool, back against the wall and took your hands.
Leading you to me, I helped you climb ontop of me. I couldn't help but to let out a small chuckle on how short you are compared to my form. As you get settled on my lap I couldn't help but hold your hips and steady you.
Wrapping your legs around my waist and arms around my neck, you were the perfect height for my lips to explore head, neck and chest. Moving my hands to the small of your back, I pulled you closer as you place your hands on my shoulders. Steadying yourself so you could rock your hips back and forth on my excitement, not only were you teasing me, but I could feel your wetness from you teasing yourself. Straighten yourself up, hair falling out of your bun, tucking a lock behind your ear I let my fingers linger. I couldn't help to stare into those jaded green eyes as a smile ran across your face.
"Want to take a picture of us counting tires for James?" I had to ask with a teasing tone.
Chuckling you replied
with a no and said no one can know about this, this time.
Faintly, Thinking Out Loud could be heard; "Maybe it's all part of a plan Well, I'll just keep on making the same mistakes Hoping that you'll understand That, baby, now Take me into your loving arms Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars Place your head on my beating heart.."
"But if you keep this teasing up, I'm just gonna rape you." You whispered slowly into my ear.
With that, I lifted you up just so you could free my harden member. Sliding you back down, your wet walls engulfing my stiffness letting both of us groan to the longing. Using me as a support, you started out slowly then worked up to a quicken pace of pumping up and down on my shaft. Trying to keep myself from exploding too soon, I kept my focus on your pleasure. Grabbing your hips I tried to keep you grounded as much as I could. Your eyes closed, hair completely spilling over your shoulders, sweat beaded on your lower back and forehead, breathing labored with pleasure, nailing digging into my back, it was then that I felt it. And heard it. Those small moans turned into soft screams as your orgasm shuddered around in your core.
Slowing your pace, breathing becoming soft, you relaxed on my lap. Wrapping your arms around my neck, you stared directly into my eyes.
"Did you go?" You asked still out of breath.
Only nodding I kept my eyes on you still in awe on how you took over me.
"That was amazing Jay" You smiled.
Brushing your lips across my cheek then placing your forehead to mine, you nestled your calming body on mine.
"Guess we should go get cleaned up." Checking my phone it was quarter past 8. I didn't want to leave, but knew I had to. After all we were at work. In the tire rack. Hidden from view.
Agreeing with you, we both go up and got cleaned off. I went to clock out and came back into the changing room, where you sitting on the chair vaping. Looking more at ease than I have seen you in the past few weeks.
"Feel better?" I teased as you looked up with blue green eyes.
Chuckling you nodded. Vapor swirling around your face as you exhaled. I tuck some chew between my bottom lip and gum as you stood up. Kissing my lips, not caring about the taste you replied with a soft
"Thank you. I guess.. I'll see you next time we work together."
I nodded as I grabbed my lunchbox and hat. Some song was playing overhead I never heard before "Someone who knows when you're lost and you're scared There through the highs and the lows Someone to count on, someone who cares Beside you wherever you go You'll change inside When you realize The world comes to life And everything's bright From beginning to end When you have a friend.."
Walking out towards my truck, I glanced back to see you wave and then disappear. I knew this time we will never speak about this event to anyone else.
Still tasting your watermelon lip gloss as I got into my truck, I drove off still feeling the prior events.
A little after 9 my phone beeped;
"Dear No One, well actually you are someone. You are and always have been my friend. Thank you for I needed that release for a very long time now. Have a great night." A smile crept across my face.