To be frank, he hated it. The hours sucked, he never got a break if his boss was around, it was constant on-your-feet work with often-times rude customers and dear God, the money. He had to handle hundreds of dollars a day of other people's money, and for a young man who was never very comfortable with numbers or money in general, that was proving to be very stressful. Not to mention his pay was barely minimum wage with no benefits whatsoever (unless free soft drinks or coffee counted - whoopie!). Needless to say, it wasn't his dream job.
The only things that made it manageable were the fact that he was making at least some money and that he had a very hot coworker. Holly. Long, dark hair that fell around her shoulders; Icy blue eyes and a cute nose. Lips that looks delisciously kissable and soft, creamy skin. A round, perky ass her snug, thin pants always made look inviting. Long, toned legs and a slim frame made her seem delicate and sensual.
Working with Holly made the hours tolerable, and even fun at times. However, after a few months at the store, Toby knew his time there was just about up. He was about one obnoxious whine away from punching one of his coworkers and he just hated working there. The place drained him. So, when he lined up a gig at a riding facility working with the horses there, he decided it was time to bid the place adieu. But first... he had to test something.
Holly had started working at another store recently, making more money and was much happier there. Toby knew this was his chance. While restocking the cooler one evening, he hatched a plan. Looking out through the glass doors, he could see that the store was deader The Haunted Mansion. So, he called Holly into the cooler with him.
"What's up?" she asked, curious as she held her arms around her body against the cold.
"Had a question for you..." he replied, shedding his hoodie and placing it around her shoulders.
"Did you want a break from the cooler?" she asked, assuming that was his reason for giving her the jacket.
"Not exactly." he replied, pulling her to him by her hips. Her eyes showed confusion at first, but quickly turned to a look of understanding.
"You..." she began, but he hushed her with a soft kiss.
"Yes, Holly. Right here. Right now. Let's at least enjoy one evening in this dump before we finally escape. What do you say?"
After only a moment's hesitation to gague her reaction, he kissed her deeply, pressing his body against her's, the warmth between them spreading in the freezing air. Holly's hands slid up Toby's back, grasping his broad shoulders as they moved vertically, finally tangling in his long hair.
Holly pulled.
Toby groaned, finally gripping the firm ass he'd longed for. Holly panted into his mouth, grinding her hips against his.
Now, the whole time they were making out, Toby was keeping an eye on the store out of his peripheral vision, which was rather hard to do as the blood pumped into his throbbing member as it stayed pressed against Holly's stomach.