Fucking with our clothes on. [M/F] | 2016

This is another story from my college years. It was during the summer when I came home. I had to work to save up some money for the next semester, so I got a job working at this little general store. It had a little bit of everything, except fresh foods. I was hired mainly for my strength to help unload stock off the delivery truck and to stock items throughout the week. A little bit about the layout of the store: it was in an old building, so several of the "departments" were sectioned off in different rooms. The back room where we kept our overstock was kinda small, though it had very high ceilings. Because of this, shelving units were made all around the walls. The top shelf was where we kept tall or bulky items. The dress code was pretty simple, just black pants and a black shirt.

So the job wasn't the best, but it wasn't bad either. But hands down the best part about working there was Becky. She had come back home from a different college after her freshman year, so we were close to the same age. She had long hair that she dyed fairly often. When I first met her it was brown. She was pretty small. She always wore these black skinny jeans that clung to her legs and hips and showed off her ass, which was small, but well defined. She also wore these black collared shirts that were always cut a little too short in the front, so if she lifted her arms at all, you could see her midriff. Her breasts were small, probably an a cup, but they fit her body well.

Becky was in charge of god knows what. She would sometimes work the register and sometimes work stock with me. Other days she would be a "customer adviser," which basically meant she flirted with old men and talked them into buying things they didn't need. She was good at that. Because Becky and I were close in age (all the other kids there were still in high school), we stuck together for the most part. Even though I found her attractive off the bat, things started off innocently enough. We talked about our schools and majors, then about how it was kinda difficult to move back in with the parents. Then we started talking about going out and parties, some of our drunken stories. From their it became straight up flirting. If we had break together she would stand up in front of me and stretch with her arms up high, chest extended right in front of me so I could see her stomach and low cut jeans. Or sometimes she would drop things and bend over in my line of sight. I would move some of the heavy boxes if she happened to be in a room so my arms would be shown off, or sometimes I would let her catch me checking her out. We started talking more about sex too. She'd tell me what she liked in a guy, which was basically a description of me. I would do the same with her.

Then one week things got just a little more physical. She would playfully push me when we would stock beside each other. Or sometimes I would just happen to reach over her and put something on a shelf above her so that I would brush up against her. One time on break I was sitting at the small table we had and she came and put her arms around me, grabbed a grape I was eating, slowly put it in her mouth and let out a soft sigh in my ear. Things like this went on and it was the best torture I had had in a while.

Things came to a head one day in the storeroom. I was lifting this particularly heavy box and trying to get it on the top shelf when I knocked one of the bottom shelves beneath it down. I caught it with my chest to keep everything from falling, but because I was holding the top box I couldn't move. I yelled for help and she came around the corner and saw what was happening. She grabbed the shelf and stood front of me and pushed it back in place. I then was able to push the big box up on the top shelf. Once I got it up, I was standing over her, with her back pressed into my chest and my arms lifted above her. "Thank you," I said.

She leaned back into me so that her whole body was pressed against mine. She reached her hand up and grabbed my biceps. She leaned her head back and turned it so that she whispered in my ear. "You'd better be careful. What if I wasn't here?" She smiled and bit her lip and then turned to leave, but I reached out and stopped her. I pulled her close to me and held her there. We both just looked at each other for a moment, and then I leaned in and kissed her. When I did, I felt her body ease. She pushed me away gently. "Now, now. None of that." I let go, a little disappointed. Then she looked around to make sure no one was around, pushed me back to one of the shelves and started kissing me. She kept rubbing my chest and stomach, and started scratching my back. I slipped my hand under her shirt and felt her lower back and midriff. She pushed me off again. "Not here."

"Why not?"

"Because." She collected herself a little. "Want to watch a movie tonight?"

"I'd love to."

"Your place?"

"My parents will be home."

"We'll keep the volume down."

"Alright."

She smiled and walked away. For the rest of the day we didn't say anything to each other, but we would bump into or touch each other if we were working together. I had a hard time not pitching a tent.

I ended up getting off work 30 minutes earlier than her, but she wanted me to wait. Finally she got off and climbed in my truck. "You ready?" She asked me.

"I've been ready all goddamn day." She laughed. The ride home was a little awkward and the sexual tension was so high. I was so horny from the constant flirting but I didn't know what to say to her. Finally she broke the silence. "I've never not wanted to watch a movie so bad in my life." We both laughed. I told her to slide in the middle seat. She did. I put my arm around her and she leaned into me. She started twirling her fingers around on my chest. Then she started kissing my neck. It was too much. I told her to stop until we got home. She didn't. I was getting harder and harder by the minute. She slid her hand on my leg and started rubbing my thigh. I slid my hand over her chest and felt her breasts. She started rubbing my crotch and felt me getting harder. I slipped my hand down her shirt and felt her nipples. We pulled into my driveway and it was all I could do to push my dick down my pants leg so it wasn't trying to poke out of my jeans. She laughed. We got inside and my mom was in the kitchen making dinner. I yelled to her that we were going downstairs to watch a TV.

As soon as we got downstairs I flipped on the TV and she jumped in my arms. We started kissing and pawing at each other. She pushed me down on the couch and sat on my lap and started kissing my neck again. She felt my arms. I felt her stomach. I had to adjust my pants again and she got off and made me stand up. I unbuckled and unzipped my pants and pulled my penis out. She pushed me to a wall. She started kissing me and rubbing my cock. I grabbed her to me, undid her pants, spun her around, pulled them down, and let my penis slide up over her back.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Yeah."

I pulled out a condom I bought while I was waiting for her to get off work and slid it on. I slid my penis in between her thighs so she could feel how hard I was.

"Now?"

"Please..."

I pulled back and slid the tip back and forth. She was wet. I bent her over a little and slid all the way inside of her. She let out a small shriek and told me to go slower. I pulled out slowly and slid back so that just the tip was inside her. I felt her body relax. I slowly slid the tip in and out for a couple of minutes until I heard her say, "More." I slid in so that I was about half way inside her. She started moaning. I could feel her getting wetter.

"More!"

I slid pulled her into me so that I slid all the way inside her. I heard her let out a little moan. "Oh... Please..." I slid out all the way, and then back in all the way. Each time I brought her all the way back to me. And each time I heard her sigh a little hard.

"Faster..."

So I slowly started to fuck her faster. I pushed her so that her hands were against the wall and my hands were on her hips. I let my pants fall to the floor so I could thrust easier. I slid all the way in and pushed myself against her harder and harder. With each thrust I could feel her body tense up. I could feel her squeezing the tip of my penis as I slid into her. I could feel her dripping down my shaft. I slid my hand up and started twisting her nipple. She started shaking. I could feel her body wrapped around my penis with every thrust. With every movement she made I came closer and closer to climax. She turned her head so that she was breathing in my ear. She started moaning my name. I told her I was about to come. She put her arm up and grabbed my head. I pulled out right as I started cumming.

I leaned against the wall and she turned so she was facing me. She kissed my neck. I asked her if she came.

"No, but I was close."

I apologized and told her to give me a minute. She smiled and pulled her pants back up. I went to the restroom and cleaned up, then came back out. She was laying on the couch watching TV. She left her pants unbuttoned. She had her arms up above her chest, so her midriff was exposed. I could see her baby blue panties peeking out under her unzipped pants. I walked over to her and kneeled down by the couch. I leaned over and kissed her. I put my hand on her stomach. I slowly traced my fingers around her navel, then down to her panties, tracing her pantie line. Then I slowly slid my hand under her panties and felt her trimmed hair. She lifted herself up enough so that she could pull her pants down to her knees. I slid my hand underneath her panties and slipped a finger inside her. She was still wet. I slid my hand back up enough until I found her clit and started slowly rubbing it. I heard her sigh again. With my other hand I lifted her shirt and bra up. I could see her nipples. They were hard. I started kissing around her navel and worked my way up to her nipples. I started kissing around them. I pressed her clit a little harder as I rubbed it. She put a hand on the back of my head and grabbed my hair. I started sucking her nipple. She started sighing harder. "Bite it." So I gently bit her nipple. I could feel her start to arch her back and tighten her grip on my hair. I started flicking her nipple with my tongue as it was in between my teeth. I started rubbing her clit faster. I could feel her tremble. Her back started arching. Her body tensed up. "Almost... there..." Her whole body tensed up and started shaking. I could feel her have an orgasm. I slowly stopped when I felt her body relax a little. We sat there for a minute, with my hand under her panties and her arm around me, as she caught her breath.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Yeah." She said.

"We'd better get dressed."

"Yeah." I went into the bathroom and washed my hands. She came in after me with a silly little smile on her face. Her hair was messy and her pants were still unzipped. "Yeah," she said. I kissed her cheek and let her past to clean up. She came back out and sat with me on the couch. I put my arm around her and she rested in close to me as we actually watched TV. She sighed. "That was fun."

"Yeah." I smiled.

"I'm hungry."

"Me too. Say, would you like to go on a date with me?" She laughed and playfully hit my chest.

"Oh now you ask, huh?"

"Yeah."

She smiled. We both stood up. I kissed her and hugged her. Then we left to get some dinner.