I got a new job about a week ago and so far, it is going good. I love the people, the workload is fairly easy (I mean I'm just making sandwiches), and the money isn't so bad either. I have pretty much gotten the hang of a lot of things and so it is so nice to just be able to work without anyone telling me what to do. Anyways I have work tonight and I'm so excited because I work with a great crew. My friends Amy, Sierra and Lena are working tonight and I already know it's gonna be fun. I eventually get home from school and chill for a little before I have to get dressed. The fucking outfit for the job is like the worst thing about it though. Like why do I have to wear baggy ass men's pants and a button down. Anyways I throw everything on and realize I'm running a little late so I don't have time to do much with the outfit or my hair. I go to the mirror and throw my chin length blonde hair into a small ponytail and refresh my mascara before giving myself one last lookover. After a closer look, I realized that my fucking bra is showing through my shirt. Of course of all days, I had to wear my nice black bra. I didn't want it to get ruined or for people to see but I was running so late and I didn't have time to unbutton the stupid shirt and then tuck it back in, it would be a whole process and I needed to leave asap rocky. So I dealt with it, grabbed my phone, keys, and redbull and ran down the stairs. My mom stopped me on the way out the door, "Taylor, when are you going to be home tonight?" "I don't know mom, it just depends on what the closing chores look like and how many closers there are." "Ok Tay have fun." I nodded, threw up a peace sign and booked it for my car. Luckily I live pretty close by so it wasn't that far.
"Taylor finally come on." My boss, Callie, joked. I smiled and giggled a little. I actually ended up being two minutes early so I was fine. As soon as I clocked in, I turned around and ran straight into the shift lead on duty, Liam. I yelped a little and he grabbed my shoulders, telling me to be careful and smirked. What the fuck was that about? Ever since my last shift, he has been getting weirder and more flirty. I mean don't get me wrong, the man is HOT. I wouldn't mind taking a bite of his Giant #9 (work joke haha). I shook it off and went to go wash my hands. I put gloves on a started working immediately. As it started to get busier, I noticed that there were some people missing. Lena never showed up for her 5 o'clock shift. Amy was in the back like normal keeping the bread going. Sierra was trying to do register and wrapping at the same time. Callie was slicing front and back line. I was topping front and back line. Liam was on grill all by himself. Damn there was only 5 of us here that's not good.
We somehow get through the rush and I am just cleaning when Sierra come into the back and says that she isn't feeling well and needs to go home early, great. So Callie sends her home because of all the Covid policies. Everyone was so stressed out and grouchy so Amy and I were just in the back giggling about Liam and shit. Amy wasn't paying attention and reached into the sick were she grabbed a sharp knife with her whole hand and sliced her whole palm. Everyone was screaming and I was honestly trying not to laugh because she is a dumbass. Callie ended up having to take her to the ER in Meridian because Amy couldn't drive with her hand. That left only Liam and I to close. Luckily there was only about 30 minutes till close and Amy had gotten all the back chores done and all the dishes. I ask Liam if there is anything that I need to do to help out and he just says to try and clean as much as possible. Callie said that we don't have to worry about the grill or getting things spotless. Just wrap meats and veggies and we should be good.
Liam and I kept bantering for a while and the flirting was just getting more intense. I took some more dishes back to the back and started to wash them. At this point we were closed and all the doors were locked so we could turn some of our own music on. Liam grabbed the speaker and started playing his music in the back by the dish sink. Of course the first song to come on was Your Guilty Pleasure by Henry Venus. My eyes opened wider and realized that Liam was up front and I was just left to my own confusion and distress. I tried to continue washing dishes but the song kept messing me up and my heart was beating so fast. My hand were beginning to shake because I was...excited? I grabbed the step stool to put a dish away and climbed up on it to reach a tall shelf. As I reached my hands up to slid the dish onto the rack, I felt two hands on my waist. "Be careful, you don't want to fall." Liam said from behind me. I continued to slid the dish onto the rack and his hands crept up on my waist. Since we were closed, I had previously untucked my shirt from my pants and taken my hat off. I felt his cold, big hands slid into my shirt, onto my skin. I gripped the handled of the step ladder and made one step down, without looking back. He gripped my waist tighter and my breath hitched. I took two more steps down and my feet hit the ground. I could feel him so close that his breath was hitting the back of my neck. I visibly shivered and mustered out a "thanks" while his hands some how moved up higher. I leaned forward and gripped onto the edge of the (clean) sink. As soon as the song "Love is a bitch" by Two Feet came onto the speaker, he kissed the corner of my neck. I felt one of his hands reach up and pull my hair back so he could keep kissing up my neck. Once he reached the top, right under my ear, he pulled away and I spun myself around. The look in his eyes was different, this wasn't our normal goofy Liam, this was hot and lustful Liam. His eyes were darker and he was looking at me like I have never seen before. Honestly, love you Amy, but thank the lord you sliced your hand open. I kept eye contact with him and slowly got closer till he went in a kissed me. His hands lower down to my hips and pulled them to his. He was about 6 inches taller than my so I reached up and put my hands around his neck, as to pull him down closer to me. His hands pulled me away from the sink and pushed me backwards but I knew where we were going. I eventually backed into the empty counter next to the grill fridge *we have blinds for the front windows that are now closed*. We were still like full on making out at this point. His hands moved from my hips to the bottom buttons of my shirt and started to unbutton them. I let him do his thing and keep kissing his sexy face. When he finally got to the top button, he got visibly frustrated that it wouldn't open for some reason and pulled away from the kiss to look at it. He decided that he was just going to pull it off, so the button flew somewhere out of sight and I laughed a little bit. He pulled my shirt all the way off and in that moment in time, I was so grateful that I had kept my black lingerie on. He came closer and began to kiss the nape of my neck so I reached my hands out started to unbutton his shirt from the bottom. Once I got all the way to the top of his shirt, I pulled it off his shoulders and it fell to the ground. His body was just as I imagined. Clean and he was not to cut but damn, his body was FINE. He was still kissing my neck and I could tell he was leaving small hickey's here and there. He hit this one spot right in between my neck and boobs, I threw my head back and let out a breathy moan. I could tell he like the sound of that because his hands went down to my belt buckle. He went back to kissing me and I was getting so flustered. I heard my belt buckle come undone and felt it slip off. My pants soon followed and ended up by my ankles. Liam put his hands back on my upper thighs and he managed to lift me up onto the counter. He stood back and stared at me for a solid 10 seconds, I could feel me face getting redder by the second. "You are so fucking hot". I reacted by pulling him back into the kiss with my legs and I could feel him getting dangerously hard now that he was physically in between my legs. While we were kissing, I reached in an undid his belt and pants button and then sliding his working pants down with my heels. He moved his lower body around as to shimmy the pants of his legs and then kicked them to the side with the rest of the clothes. He came right back in and pressed his rock hard boxers in between us. His hands moved up to unhook my bra and I could tell he was starting to pick up the pace and he was getting overly excited. My bra came off my body and he started leaving hickeys all over my boobs as to mark me or something. His hands were roaming and my head with being thrown back every three seconds in response to what he was doing. Eventually his hands made it down to my black lacy panties. Liam didn't give it a second thought and pulled them down, lifting me up a little somehow to pull them off my legs. I was now stark naked on the counter at work. But it was a great feeling. "Come on Liam, just get to it." I said. "Get to what?" Liam looked up at my and smirked, realizing that he had all the control over me now. "Stop playing around and please do it." I whined. "Taylor, you have to be specific. What do you want from me?" He was having to much fun with this and I am to flustered to go along with it for any longer. "Liam, I want you to take your pants off and fuck me...please." His eyes got dark again, he look almost surprised for a moment but then glad that I was on the same page as him. He walked over to his work pants, pulled out his wallet, then a condom and came back over. He looked at me dead in the eyes and then pulled me closer to the edge of the counter. Even with me being on the counter, we were eye level. While keeping full eye contact, I could hear his boxers come off and the condom wrapper get torn open. I was still staring into his eyes, not knowing what to expect, and then all of a sudden it felt like a fucking salami round had been shoved into my body. I threw my head back and probably moaned the loudest i have ever in my entire life. Bro his dick was like probably the size of my arm (may or may not be exaggerating). He grabbed the back of my neck and head and pulled my head back up to look at him directly. He pulled out a little and went back in slowly. My eyes shut half way and I kept moaning. He took that as a sign that it was ok to go faster and did just that. I wrapped my legs around his waist and my arms around his neck because my elbows gave out trying to hold my body up. He kept eye contact and changed his rhythm up a few times before he pulled completely out and pulled me off the table. My knees we so weak already but he grabbed my waist and turned my whole body around so I was facing the instruction manual on how to slicing and wrap a hot sandwich. I felt his big hand on my upper big push my down onto the counter. He slowly put his ungodly amazing dick back in and reached up to grab my hair. This was heaven. Bent over the counter, one hand in my hair and the other on my tit, and a Greek god pounding the shit out of me. I felt myself getting close and I could hear him making a lot more noise so I knew he was getting close. He pulled out all the way again and I for once knew exactly what he wanted. So I pushed myself up, turned around, and dropped to my knees. I was face to face with about 8 or 9 inches of glory and sucked the shit out of it. He was getting so loud and that just made me want to go faster. He gripped the roots of my hair and didn't push my head my just went with my flow and he eventually pulled out and came all over the front side of my body. It was a glorious scene, me and Liam on a Tuesday night...butt ass naked and exhausted from fucking the shit out of each other. I stood up and got my underwear back on while he recollected himself. "Holy shit that was amazing," he said. I laughed and threw him his boxers and pants. I grabbed a rag and wiped myself off while looking around, thankful that the store was clean because I was just took fucking tired to clean now. I looked up and saw a black ball on the ceiling.
"Hey Liam?"
"Yeah?" Liam said while pulling his pants up.
"When did we get cameras?" I was still staring directly at the camera. Liam shot his head up and looked at me.
"Oh shit."
