As the supervisor of the coffee shop, it is my responsibility to train new recruits. Typically, our shift consists of two to three individuals, but due to unforeseen circumstances, only Aiden, a novice, and I were present today. Although I am not one to ogle my coworkers, I couldn't help but notice Aiden's striking features. Standing at 6'3 with a muscular build and captivating green eyes, he was undeniably handsome.

During his training, I showed Aiden where we stored our extra coffee grounds. As I bent down to grab a bag, I caught him checking out my behind. I couldn't blame him though, as I myself have been told that my well-shaped booty is something to envy.

After a minute of silence, he finally mustered up the courage to apologize and explained, "I'm sorry, I was completely zoned out. I'm just feeling really nervous about my new job and there's so much to learn." 

"Don't worry, we've all been in your shoes before," she reassured him. 

But as he fidgeted with something in front of his pants, I couldn't help but wonder if his lack of attention was something more. Despite my suspicions, I couldn't resist stealing a few extra glances at the handsome man.

Everything was going according to plan during my shift. I had been giving him a lesson on our delicious smoothies when he made a mistake and failed to secure the blender lid tightly. As soon as he switched it on, the strawberry juice splashed all over my shirt and apron, drenching them both. The situation was made even worse by the fact that I loathed wearing bras. The coldness of the drink made my nipples stand out and become visible as I took off the apron.

I sensed his gaze fixed on me. As I glanced up, he grabbed a towel and proceeded to dry me off. In no time, he lifted my shirt, revealing my naked chest. He leaned in and began to suckle on one breast, teasingly tugging at the nipple of the other. Just as things were heating up, a sound from the entrance interrupted us. I quickly dropped to the ground, slipping to the back as he pivoted to welcome the new customer.

As soon as I retreated to the rear, I sprinted toward the washroom and immediately turned on the faucet to rinse off the stickiness from my chest. Luckily, I had stored extra clothes in my locker, so I quickly changed into a sundress. Hastily, I returned to the front and found out that he had just completed printing the order ticket.

Without wasting a moment, we resumed our respective duties - I started preparing the order while he cleared up the mess. 

We were shutting down for the evening. The majority of the cleaning and closing processes had already been finished. Restocking was all that was left to do.

I felt my dress rise up as I stooped to pick up a box, and my ass got whacked.  I stayed still instead of moving to see what occurred next. He must have been thrilled because I felt him come up behind me and dry hump me. I rubbed back on him, and I could feel the growth of his dick.

He pushed me forward, dragged my thong to the side, and lightly touched me. I was so soaked that his finger slid in easily. As he slipped another finger, I felt my pussy going tighter. I was moaning rather loudly at this point. With a firm tug, my underwear was pulled down, exposing my ass. A sharp slap landed on my rear, making me gasp. His hands were massive, and the force behind the strike was undeniable. I could hear the sound of his zipper being pulled down, even though I couldn't see him.

I then felt a hard dick being stroked on my ass at that point. As he spat, I could feel the tip of his dick touching my asshole.

"It's time for a change," he announced. "Until now, you've been in charge, but the roles have reversed. Now it's my turn to teach you how to be a proper slut."

I could only manage to whisper, "Yes, sir," and let out a soft moan.

He widened my cheeks and stuck the tip in my ass as I was still bent over. As I attempted to retreat, his firm grip on my neck forced me to remain in place, and with a forceful strike to my rear end, I let out a piercing shriek of pain. His response to my outcry was yet another brutal slap.

"Excuse me, did you not hear what I just said?" he warned. "I don't want to have to teach a lesson to you."

Another smack occurred. This was the first time someone has had complete control over me. My inner thighs were drenched. I've had enough of this antagonizing torment; I wanted to be pounded.

"Kneel down this instant," he commanded, delivering two swift slaps to my behind. The sensation sent shivers down my spine, and I could feel my body responding with an intense orgasm. Annoyed by my reaction, he struck me again and grabbed my hair, pulling me down onto my knees. With his jeans down to his ankles, Aiden was standing in front of me. He ripped my dress completely off. My eyes practically popped out of my head when I discovered just how big and thick he was. Before I was able to react, he grabbed my ponytail and forced his dick into my throat. I gagged all over it before my throat finally allowed me to relax. His strokes began slowly and picked up speed gradually.

With a menacing tone, he declared, "You've brought shame upon yourself by letting my cock invade your throat. It's time for me to assert my dominance and show you who's truly in control."

His grip tightened around me as he plunged his cock down my throat, making me gag. When he pulled out, he spewed his cum all over my lips and breasts. After a moment he stepped back and retrieved my dress to clean up his privates, before swiftly tucking them away and zipping up his pants.

"Desired for it, didn't you?" Aiden sneered as he turned to leave. With a slam of the door, he disappeared leaving me gasping for air on my knees. "Till tomorrow, you wild slut," his voice echoed down the hallway.

On my knees, I savored the sweet nectar on my lips when my general manager called to inquire about Aiden's future with us. With a lick of my lips, I assured him of Aiden's immense potential, which was already apparent to me.