Help Amy close up the coffee shop

You open Amy's text:

Help!!! James called in sick last minute and now I'm stuck closing on my own. Please help!! I'll owe you!!!

James was always calling in sick. He was probably going out drinking, or already drinking. At least he called in this time instead of not showing up at all.

You quickly got dressed and biked down to the coffee shop.

"Thank god your here!" Amy exclaimed as you walked in the door. A few customers were posted up at tables, working away on laptops for the last hour the coffee shop was open. Before you even got around the corner, Amy throws a rag at you. "Clean the espresso machine." She commanded.

"I just came in to save your ass and you aren't even going to say please?" You retort indignantly. You stand there, arms crossed, wondering if you should just turn around and walk back out the door. There are so many other things you could be doing tonight besides cleaning an espresso machine.

Amy turned to you, obviously frazzled from being left alone. She took a deep breath and looked you in the eyes. "Please Ryan, please help me close tonight."

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" You say teasingly as you tie your apron around your waist and get to work on the espresso machine.

The two of you power through closing, serving the occassional customer and eventually kicking out the camped customers. You lock the doors and finish wrapping and putting the last couple things away.

"Ryan, I really appreciate you coming to my rescue today. I am thankful I can count on you at least." Amy says as she wipes down the tables and stacks the chairs.

"Despite being an sarcastic bitch and an outrageous flirt, we are a team. I got you Amy." You look up from your own counter wiping as Amy's rag comes flying at you for the second time.

"I may be a sarcastic bitch, but a flirt is someone who doesn't follow through with their words. I always follow through..."

"Oh, my mistake." You reply in a joking tone. "Outrageous slut then." Suddenly, Amy is standing beside you. Maybe you has pushed that joke a little far.

Amy stands in front of you, fire burning in her eyes before her mouth breaks into a smile and she laughs. "I am a slut, and I love it. Maybe when you finally get cut, I'll let you see what that's like."

Amy snaps around, tossing her hair and walks to the back of the shop. You can't help but watch her nice round as shift from side to side as she walks.

After a moment of you wiping down the last countertop, you hear Amy calling you from the back. "Ryan, can you come here please...." You turn the corner and see Amy standing there in her apron. You quickly realise that Amy's apron is the only thing she is wearing, as far as you can tell. Her bare shoulders and spaghetti strap of the apron show no signs of a top, and her bare legs tell you her tight black pants have been tossed aside as well.

"Amy.... what are you doing?" Your words stumble out as your eyes drink in Amy's shape. Amy slowly walks towards you, stopping just out of arms reach.

"You said today that you saved my ass by coming in. And your right, you did. So it only makes sense to be that you get to enjoy that ass tonight..." Amy slowly turns around, turning her back to you. Her bare back and naked round ass stand before you. Yes, she took off everything, including her panties.

Amy looks over her shoulder at you. Clearly enjoying the way your eyes are drinking in her body. "I normally dont let uncut guys get within arms reach of me. But as long as you behave, I'll break my rule once, for you." Amy bends over slightly and you see the pink folds of her pussy peak out from between her legs.

"Amy....I....Jessica...and..." Your brain struggles to make coherent sentences as blood rushed from your brain and fills your cock. Amy just giggles and turns back around. She walks towards you and presses her body against you. Her hands reaches down and grabs your growing cock through the fabric of your jeans.

"Don't try to make excuses Ryan, I know you want me." Her bright eyes look up as you as she strokes your cock through your pants. "You think I dont notice how red you get when I tell you about my sexual adventures. Or how you stare at my ass when I bend over to wipe down a table." Amy's hands begin unbuckling your belt and undoing your pants until she can slide her hand inside. You feel her fingers grip your cock and it twitches in her hand.

"Mmm, I'd definitely say you are...up... for being rewarded." Amy teases. Amy begins stroking your cock with long, soft strokes. "I wont lie..." Amy continues. "I have been eyeing you up for a while. And now that you are legal and planning to get cut... I just can't wait to take full advantage of this magnificantly thick cock."

"Amy...." You groan with pleasure as Amy strokes you. "You are such a naughty slut... I love it..." Amy grins slyly.

"Let me give you a preview of what you'll get after your cutmitzvah..." Amy sinks to her knees infront of you, pulling your pants down as well. She looks up at you, tongue sticking out while she works your cock with both hands. "Do you remember when I teased you in front of Miranda, just like this?" Amy crosses her eyes and sticks out her drooling tongue again.

"Mmm, yes, of course." You moan, thinking about how you stroked yourself in the shower to that moment earlier today, before your sister put her show on for you.

"Well I'm done teasing..." Amy licks your cock shaft, from the base to the tip before wrapping her lips around you and taking you into her mouth. Her warm mouth taking your head, her tongue licking the underside of your shaft as she bobs.