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The girl I had wanted to screw in my English Lit class, two years ago, was now my own daughters work supervisor. I entered the take away hoping...for what? A middle aged guy pursuing a fantasy young woman...seriously what chance?
My daughter Joanna was chuffed about her first part time casual job at college. It was a minimum wage fast food outlet...but hey we all got our first pay cheque... somewhere similar.
About a month into her successful start she mentioned in relaxed conversation one of the shift managers at work; whom she said was cool, chilled and funny, while getting the job done...but it was the name: Renée Peterson ...that turned my half listening to full attention.
I probed in an adult way without giving my obvious interest in my daughter’s supervisor away. Renee had been in my last college class for English Lit before I took early retirement a couple of years ago...as my online freelance work could make twice the money.
I really listened close to Jo... as I heard Renee had just broken up with her boyfriend. God the stuff girls share in their breaks.
Renee... not being discrete about it now... had been one hot piece at college. I had a filthy mind every time her pert tits and cute arse came into my class. She had that inexperienced sexual innocence...she knew she had the flirty goods...she just wasn’t sure how to unpack them in front of a guy...an older guy...she knew I had the hots for her.
Any way Renee was no scholar despite all my best professional close attentions and didn’t get a Uni entrance score of any value. So here she was a supervisor/shift manager at a fast food outlet; aged twenty.
The following week; I was in the local shopping precinct where the fast food outlet was and intentionally but with no real plan if I saw Renee...decided to get a quick lunch meal at the outlet and who knew: If Renee was there...well Renee was there.
Well Renee was there...at the counter...her badge saying ...Renee...Duty Manager.
Her dark hair tied up under her official company cap but her smile was broad and her blue eyes alert...she recognized me...in a really friendly way.
“Well hello Mr Richards...long time no see...though I’ve met Jo...as you probably know?”
“Yes...Jo said that” I got out...the fantasy plan lost in the reality of the immediate meeting... a school girl crush surely long gone...buried in the mind as embarrassment.
“I was just in the area...and getting lunch...didn’t think I’d see you...though thanks for taking Jo under your wing.”
She gave me that disbelieving look...as if to say...I know why you are here...even after a couple of years.
I was looking at the menu options back above her head...sort of.
“Oh come on Mr Richards...I think you hoped to see me...I’d like to think that...tell you what... come on through to the staff area and I’ll get you a coffee...it’s my break time..”
And turning from me she organised the three staff in the shop to look after the cooking, the front counter and the drive through.
She opened the security door next to the main counter and I followed her red uniform polo top and cute arse in black work pants down a narrow side short corridor.
She went beyond what looked like the staff area to a door ...it was signed Storeroom... but I wasn’t thinking beyond following her pert arse.
Renee flicked a switch and there was bright florescent light...and shelves of produce everywhere. The background was a blur because ...she had her work cap off and was loosening her long dark hair.
She shook it sexily and added” As you liked it...as I remember”
“Yes...Yes...Renee...but...Renee”
“No buts Tony... except mine... Okay” and she was a close mass of distorted intimate contact as she arched up on her toes and kissed me...hot saucy tongue work. No inexperienced college lass now.
My hands were on her bum cheeks ...pushing her body into mine...letting her get a sense of the hardness developing quickly in my pants.
Her tongue kept up the enjoyment in our mutual mouths but her hand was easing my pecker out of my trousers...she had a firm tugging grip...it was obvious; Renee was a cock lover.
I hadn’t realised for a while; in my intense personal cock and mind satisfaction that Renee was easing and wriggle hip jiggling her own pants down.
She licked my ear and whispered into it; “Tony ...lick my pussy ...please...Tony”
It was like she was playing out a college girl fantasy...how else could I explain my luck.
I was on my knees...at eye level...a cute shaved curlicue; a raunchy, fancy, double twisted; crinkled pinkness, mesmerised my eyes...Renee had a stunningly attractive cunt. All I remember after that was her sweet fleshy taste, her moans of pleasure and her rocking thigh happiness as I tongue delved, finger petted and did the general male rummage and grope where it did the most good for her slit fleshes increasingly sodden delight.
She was young and eager... and in many ways there isn’t a more attractive female...she could have slowed down the pace while I sucked her clit off to a well deserved climax...but her pussy just couldn’t wait.
She urged me with intense hands, to stick my dick where she really needed it.
Renee’s pussy was a cock’s dream...a warm recess of bliss. Moist, pliant and firmly surrounding.
God she had sexual energy to burn...I mean I was holding up one of her legs over my thigh ...we were standing close together...front on...but she was all eagerness for cock. Renee’s hips were swivelling ...her pussy was the hub of our mutual gyrations...our united genitals a vortex of enjoyment ...our reciprocated pleasure flowing to climax.
Her breathe quickened...she moaned sweetly and repeatedly ...I grunted like a frickin a****l...geez did I unload a spunk spurt in her.
I felt sure the awful awkwardness had to occur now the fantasy was over in a plain storeroom reality.
But Renee was quiet and composed. We both went into the staff loo to tidy up. Then she invited me for coffee in the staff lunchroom...and I sat and watched her arse as she made it.
God; I had just had that beautiful body revolving off my cock. Memory and my dick were both happy as I sipped hot coffee. Renee getting me to chat about Joanne.
She wished me well as she said she had to get back on duty...and she would keep Jo under her wing...and with a smile said:
“Thanks...there are young people with bucket lists too Mr Richards but you go turn another fantasy into reality...I will...take care...”
Then she ushered me back out to the service side of the store counter where she gave me a lunch box on the house. But as I left the shop; I realised I was taking away something way more filling.
My daughter Joanna was chuffed about her first part time casual job at college. It was a minimum wage fast food outlet...but hey we all got our first pay cheque... somewhere similar.
About a month into her successful start she mentioned in relaxed conversation one of the shift managers at work; whom she said was cool, chilled and funny, while getting the job done...but it was the name: Renée Peterson ...that turned my half listening to full attention.
I probed in an adult way without giving my obvious interest in my daughter’s supervisor away. Renee had been in my last college class for English Lit before I took early retirement a couple of years ago...as my online freelance work could make twice the money.
I really listened close to Jo... as I heard Renee had just broken up with her boyfriend. God the stuff girls share in their breaks.
Renee... not being discrete about it now... had been one hot piece at college. I had a filthy mind every time her pert tits and cute arse came into my class. She had that inexperienced sexual innocence...she knew she had the flirty goods...she just wasn’t sure how to unpack them in front of a guy...an older guy...she knew I had the hots for her.
Any way Renee was no scholar despite all my best professional close attentions and didn’t get a Uni entrance score of any value. So here she was a supervisor/shift manager at a fast food outlet; aged twenty.
The following week; I was in the local shopping precinct where the fast food outlet was and intentionally but with no real plan if I saw Renee...decided to get a quick lunch meal at the outlet and who knew: If Renee was there...well Renee was there.
Well Renee was there...at the counter...her badge saying ...Renee...Duty Manager.
Her dark hair tied up under her official company cap but her smile was broad and her blue eyes alert...she recognized me...in a really friendly way.
“Well hello Mr Richards...long time no see...though I’ve met Jo...as you probably know?”
“Yes...Jo said that” I got out...the fantasy plan lost in the reality of the immediate meeting... a school girl crush surely long gone...buried in the mind as embarrassment.
“I was just in the area...and getting lunch...didn’t think I’d see you...though thanks for taking Jo under your wing.”
She gave me that disbelieving look...as if to say...I know why you are here...even after a couple of years.
I was looking at the menu options back above her head...sort of.
“Oh come on Mr Richards...I think you hoped to see me...I’d like to think that...tell you what... come on through to the staff area and I’ll get you a coffee...it’s my break time..”
And turning from me she organised the three staff in the shop to look after the cooking, the front counter and the drive through.
She opened the security door next to the main counter and I followed her red uniform polo top and cute arse in black work pants down a narrow side short corridor.
She went beyond what looked like the staff area to a door ...it was signed Storeroom... but I wasn’t thinking beyond following her pert arse.
Renee flicked a switch and there was bright florescent light...and shelves of produce everywhere. The background was a blur because ...she had her work cap off and was loosening her long dark hair.
She shook it sexily and added” As you liked it...as I remember”
“Yes...Yes...Renee...but...Renee”
“No buts Tony... except mine... Okay” and she was a close mass of distorted intimate contact as she arched up on her toes and kissed me...hot saucy tongue work. No inexperienced college lass now.
My hands were on her bum cheeks ...pushing her body into mine...letting her get a sense of the hardness developing quickly in my pants.
Her tongue kept up the enjoyment in our mutual mouths but her hand was easing my pecker out of my trousers...she had a firm tugging grip...it was obvious; Renee was a cock lover.
I hadn’t realised for a while; in my intense personal cock and mind satisfaction that Renee was easing and wriggle hip jiggling her own pants down.
She licked my ear and whispered into it; “Tony ...lick my pussy ...please...Tony”
It was like she was playing out a college girl fantasy...how else could I explain my luck.
I was on my knees...at eye level...a cute shaved curlicue; a raunchy, fancy, double twisted; crinkled pinkness, mesmerised my eyes...Renee had a stunningly attractive cunt. All I remember after that was her sweet fleshy taste, her moans of pleasure and her rocking thigh happiness as I tongue delved, finger petted and did the general male rummage and grope where it did the most good for her slit fleshes increasingly sodden delight.
She was young and eager... and in many ways there isn’t a more attractive female...she could have slowed down the pace while I sucked her clit off to a well deserved climax...but her pussy just couldn’t wait.
She urged me with intense hands, to stick my dick where she really needed it.
Renee’s pussy was a cock’s dream...a warm recess of bliss. Moist, pliant and firmly surrounding.
God she had sexual energy to burn...I mean I was holding up one of her legs over my thigh ...we were standing close together...front on...but she was all eagerness for cock. Renee’s hips were swivelling ...her pussy was the hub of our mutual gyrations...our united genitals a vortex of enjoyment ...our reciprocated pleasure flowing to climax.
Her breathe quickened...she moaned sweetly and repeatedly ...I grunted like a frickin a****l...geez did I unload a spunk spurt in her.
I felt sure the awful awkwardness had to occur now the fantasy was over in a plain storeroom reality.
But Renee was quiet and composed. We both went into the staff loo to tidy up. Then she invited me for coffee in the staff lunchroom...and I sat and watched her arse as she made it.
God; I had just had that beautiful body revolving off my cock. Memory and my dick were both happy as I sipped hot coffee. Renee getting me to chat about Joanne.
She wished me well as she said she had to get back on duty...and she would keep Jo under her wing...and with a smile said:
“Thanks...there are young people with bucket lists too Mr Richards but you go turn another fantasy into reality...I will...take care...”
Then she ushered me back out to the service side of the store counter where she gave me a lunch box on the house. But as I left the shop; I realised I was taking away something way more filling.
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