A frappucino with a side of blowjob

You check out the sides of the barista's perky boobs. The apron covers little more than the nipples. Her skin is pale and lightly freckled.

"What would you like?" she smiles at you.

"A frappucino," you order your usual.

"Sure thing," her fingers tweak the cash register. "Would you like a blowjob to go with that?"

You ****. A coffee girl has just propositioned you over a routine business transaction. When you got rid of all the world's inhibitions, you sure got rid of all the world's inhibitions.

"Yes, please."

"That'll be $4.35."

You pay and watch the barista scoot her tight little ass around as she prepares your order. The daisy dukes are skintight, and you bet she's wearing nothing underneath.

She hands you your drink and disappears behind the counter. Next thing you know, a little doggie door opens in the side. The coffee girl is on her knees looking up at you, brushing aside her reddish hair. A smile dances on her lips as she reaches up to unzip your pants and pull out your already hard cock.

The barista's lips wrap around you like a pro's. She hums and brings you to the edge very quickly. You take a sip of your frappuccino, but the vixen's already got you ready to pop.

Coffee shops go by volume, and you bet she can service 90 guys an hour the way she's blowing you. That would come in useful for her in a lunch hour rush.

She swallows like a pro when you cum and disappears behind the counter, ready to serve the next customer. You drop a few dimes and nickels in the tip jar. That was a good blowjob.