Vicki had worked many of the different shifts at the convenience store during the time she had worked there, but her favorite time to work was overnight. During the wee hours of the morning, Vicki appreciated the relative quiet as the business would usually grind to a stop for a couple of hours, giving Vicki plenty of time to balance her drawer, do general clean-up, and take care of whatever needed to be taken care of.
One particular night, Vicki made sure she had taken care of her nightly chores early because she was expecting a visit from a man whom she had been admiring for a while. Frank was one of her regular customers, and every time he came in, the two would flirt like crazy. The last time he was in, Vicki had promised him that the next time he visited, he could count on having a good time. That night had finally come, so Vicki was extra sure that everything would be ready for Frank's visit.
Vicki never knew what Frank did for a living, but whatever it was, his schedule allowed him to stop by the store once a week, always at about 2:00 in the morning. This was that morning. Vicki continued to gaze through the window into the parking lot as she wiped down the counter while looking for Frank's pickup truck to arrive.
She turned to take a look at the clock and saw that it was only 1:30. Thinking she had time to take care of some business, she took advantage of the fact that there were no customers in the store, grabbed a stack of forms, and dove into the back office for a minute. Once there, she took a moment to file the forms in their respective folders when she heard the sound of a vehicle pulling up near the front door.
Wait, she thought to herself. I wonder if that's Frank.
She poked her head through the doorway and into the front of the store. Sure enough, she saw the familiar white pickup park in front of the entrance. She stood there and watched the slender body of Frank climb from his truck and then saunter into the store. Vicki bit her bottom lip as she admired her visitor. She loved the way his jeans hugged his hips, and when he turned, she could easily see the contours of his ass. For the time being, however, she was admiring the bulge she could see in his crotch. Vicki could sense that her pussy was beginning to moisten, not only by the sight of his bulge but also by the thought of the interesting time she knew she was sure to have.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Frank said as he walked through the door.
“C'mon in, Frank," Vicki replied as she went to stand behind the counter.
Frank walked up to the counter and was quite aware that Vicki was staring at the bulge that was continuing to grow in his pants. He made sure not to stand too close to the counter so she could continue admiring his package.
Vicki finally managed to look up and into his eyes. “Hello, Frank," she said as she smiled at him, “it's always nice to see you.”
Frank's eyes were also doing their share of traveling; he was studying Vicki's body as much as she was studying his. Vicki was still standing behind the counter, and Frank was able to see the shape of her titties; the red smock she wore as her "uniform," although modest, failed at completely concealing her shape. That fact made Frank a happy man.
Vicki noticed his gaze and responded by placing her hands behind her back and rocking her body back and forth to display her tits for her customer. “You approve?” Vicki asked.
Frank remained silent and simply nodded his head.
After a moment, Vicki leaned down and grabbed a small, pre-printed sign from a small compartment behind the counter. Vicki walked around the counter with the sign and headed for the door. Frank was able to glance down and see that the sign said, “Closed for inventory. Will reopen briefly.”
Once she hung the sign on the door, Vicki reached into the pocket of her smock, where she found a key ring. From the key ring hung a jingling collection of keys that formed a merriment of tinkling anytime she moved. Frank relished the sound of the keys jingling as Vicki secured the two of them inside the store; the musical sound almost seemed to perform an overture for the event that was yet to come.
“Follow me,” Vicki said, grabbing Frank's hand. She led her partner to the deli counter at the rear of the store. Vicki explained that the deli was the only part of the store that wasn't open 24 hours a day, and it was also the only part of the store that the security cameras didn't cover.
Security cameras, Frank thought. That worried him. Even though the cameras did not cover the deli section, there would be a video of him entering the store, which would also show the two of them disappearing toward the deli section. He expressed his concern to Vicki.
“Ha,” Vicki laughed. “Not to worry. The video is never reviewed, and once every twenty-four hours, it is erased anyway. We are going to the deli section just to be safe.”
That explanation eased Frank's nerves.
Still holding Frank's hand, Vicki led him behind the counter and turned to face him. She began unzipping her smock and whispered, “Our deli prides itself on fresh meat.” By then, her smock was completely open, revealing a t-shirt that covered a pair of tits, their nipples struggling to poke holes through the fabric.
Frank reached forward and began squeezing and twisting Vicki's nipples through her t-shirt as he leaned forward and planted a deep, passion-filled kiss on her mouth.
Vicki reached down and grabbed onto Frank's package—the one she admired when he had walked into the store. Her fingers began to squeeze his member through his jeans, and she could feel it continuing to grow. Just how big is this thing? she wondered.
As they continued their kiss, Frank reached down and began lifting Vicki's t-shirt, freeing her beautiful titties into the cool air. Her nipples pointed out like little rockets. Frank's tongue slid deep into her mouth as he began massaging both of her titties into his rough hands.
Finally, Frank had reached down to Vicki's jeans, where he began opening her pants and letting them fall to the floor. Vicki was ecstatic, as this was the first time she had ever been naked while at work, and she found the whole thing a huge turn-on.
They had been standing on one of those thick rubber pads, which provided some comfort as Vicki lowered herself to the floor and lay there with her legs spread open. Frank surveyed Vicki's hot body and enjoyed seeing the way her brown hair framed her face, and her tits spread out in an erotic pose. As he began staring down further, he saw Vicki's smooth pussy, which she had always kept shaved bare.