Make the first move

You put your hands on her waist. "Well, I was looking for your mother to help me with something."

"And what would that be?" Elisa smiles. Still maintaining eye contact, you feel her hand on your crotch.

"I think you know." You untie the apron around her back and neck and let it drop, before attacking the buttons on her shirt. Elisa unzips your pants and puts her hand inside, massaging your erection through your boxers.

"Where did you do it with her? Was it in here?"

"Over the counter."

"Oh yeah. She loves that. She thinks I don't know, but sometimes I come by the store after she closes up and hear her with one of her friends. Sometimes there's a gap in the shades that I can peek in through." Elisa opens her shirt to show you her perky breasts. She's not wearing a bra, mostly because she doesn't need to. She pushes you aside, and walks out to the storefront, curling a finger at you as she passes.

You quickly follow while undoing your belt. Elisa goes over to the counter and starts to take her jeans off. They're on so tight that she needs your help pulling them down. She slips off her sneakers and tugs her jeans off. She's wearing a small pair of yellow panties and you slip your hand into it to feel her pussy. Like her mom, she's completely shaved. You finger her as Elisa pulls your pants and boxers down to your knees and she returns the favor with her hand.

When you're both happy with the state of each other's arousal, you pull Elisa's panties down. She kicks them off and bends over the counter.

"Was it like this?" Elisa looks over her shoulder as you line up your cock with her pussy.

You slam your hips foward, pushing the entire length of your cock into her, balls slapping against her thighs.

"Fuck!" Elisa moans.

You thrust back and forth a few times slowly to get used to Elisa's pussy. She's tight, much tighter than Peyton, and it feels like she's actively trying to squeeze down on your cock with every stroke.

You reach over to grope her small breasts as you start fucking her. "Exactly like this," you whisper into her ear. Unlike Peyton, Elisa has no reservations about anyone hearing her from outside, moaning loudly as you fuck her.

After a while, you pull your cock out and turn her around. Cupping her ass with both hands, you lift her onto the counter. You kiss Elisa hard on the lips as your tongues intertwine. Then, you push her downwards onto the counter. Elisa wraps her legs around you as you stick your cock into her pussy again, putting a hand on her stomach for support as you fuck her with vigor.

Soon, you feel her pussy contracting around your cock as she starts to cum. You're near and start thrusting faster. The combination of her orgasm and your hard fucking is too much for her as she starts screaming in pure joy. That pushes you over the ledge and with a final thrust, you empty your cum into her throbbing pussy.

"Oh god!" Elisa exclaims. She gets up and kisses you eagerly, until you have to push her off.

Her hand is now massaging her freshly fucked pussy.

"Did you cum in her too?" she asks.

"Uh huh," you grunt while getting dressed.

"Should I tell her you came?" Elisa raises her eyebrows playfully. You two chuckle at the silly pun.

"If you want to," you kiss Elisa one last time. "I'm might stop by here more often on the way to the office."

"Well, some mornings, we're both here."