No, time to take what's his

He got to his feet, moving quickly and quietly, sneaking up on her until he was right behind her. She hadn't noticed him yet. He raised his hand and gave her a gentle smack on the ass. She let out a cute little squeal of surprise and bolted upright, dropping the broom she'd held on one hand. He took hold of her collar, pulling it towards him until her body was pressed against his.

"You've been teasing everyone all night," he whispered in her ear. "Now you're going to pay up."

She let out a gasp—in surprise or excitement, he wasn't sure—that he silenced by putting his hand over her mouth. Then he roughly shoved her towards the bar, laying her upper body on top of it, bent at the hips.

"Lose those shorts," he ordered.

She did as he demanded, without protest, letting them fall down her legs and stepping out of them. Her panties were plain and white and innocent. Those, too, she slid down her legs. He had not told her to do that, but her eagerness pleased him and he decided not to say anything. She propped herself up on her elbows, her legs slightly spread so that he had an excellent view of her body. He pushed her upper body down with one hand and groped her ass roughly with the other.

"Annhhh, oh, yes..." she whimpered weakly under his onslaught, but only spread her legs wider to give him better access.

Her rosebud came into view and he massaged it with his thumb. He smiled as she pushed her ass back at him, impatient for him to enter the tight hole.

A glass bottle slid over the counter towards them, and he grabbed it instinctively. Sunflower oil.

"Figured you might need that," Audrey said, grinning at him. She had put down the pen and was now watching the scene unfold on the other side of the bar. "Well, go on then."

He dripped some oil into her crack, before letting his thumb slip inside.

"Yesss!" Eldwyn cried out in pleasure as he dug deeper, still trying to push back at him, but held firmly in place by his hand on her back. "Oh yes! Yes!"

He removed his thumb, replacing it with his index and middle fingers, relentlessly stretching her anal passage.

She bucked and wriggled under his grip, letting out a long moan of ecstasy as he thrust his fingers in and out.

"Please, please, please," she whimpered.

He knew what she wanted.

"Don't move a muscle, slut," he growled.

"Y-yes, sir."

He withdrew his fingers and hastily unbuckled his belt and dropped his trousers. His cock was already hard—it had been since he'd gotten up from his seat. He dripped some oil onto it as well, using his hand to spread it along the shaft.

He bent over her, his cock between her legs. He could feel her balls and smaller erection lying on top of his own, pulsing with desire. Grabbing her by the collar, he pulled her upwards, forcing her to crane her neck.