LT Day 11 - Helping

“OK, you have my attention,” Claudette giggles, moving to the side to make room for you. You bump in beside her and start to help. It’s really a one person job. The dining hall is old, but it has a big, working dishwasher like a restaurant would have. You’re just spraying the dishes off and loading them in there… “Having a good day?”

“A little weird,” you admit, blushing. You’ve come a long way from the awkward virgin that you were when you first arrived at camp, but doing naked apron in a public building with a girl you don’t know that well is a little bold. Fun, though.

“Weird?”

“There’s this girl.”

“Girlfriend?”

“Hell no. We’re arch enemies. But there’s a lot of weirdness,” you say.

“Sounds complicated,” Claudette says, and you startle as she places her hand on your bare back. She rubs it comfortingly.

“It is.” She’s just touching your back, but it’s so erotic. You tingle all over. You’re a genius. You are very distracted, just like you wanted. “What about you?”

“I like this job,” Claudette says. “Lots of plants. Fun people. This FUTA thing is fun to watch.”

“Is it? That’s good to hear,” you say as she slides her hand down to your rear end. You feel her drag her fingernails lightly across your buttock. It’s hard to load the dishwasher like this… your heartbeat is getting crazy.

“Are we roleplaying that I’m your boss and you’re my employee that I’m creeping on?” Claudette asks, giving your booty a little squeeze.

You bust out laughing. “We can,” you say.

“Nah,” she says, moving behind you and putting her hands on your waist. “You smell like the woods,” she says.

“Sorry,” you reply.

“I like it.” She comes in closer so her body is pressed against yours. She feeling around, sliding her hands under the apron. Her groin is up against your bare ass, as you can feel her getting hard. You do your best to keep going with the dishes, but you aren’t sure why. She obviously wants to fool around. That works for you.

“You like the woods?”

“I like these boobs,” she says, giving them a squeeze.

“I like that too,” you say, and your voice is a bit high pitched. It feels really good. Your cock is totally hard and rubbing against the front of your apron.

She gives your ear a nibble, and you accidentally make a very slutty little noise. Claudette mercifully gets her hand around your cock and she knows how to treat it. It’s an awkward little rhythm, her dry humping you from behind and this reach around, but you love it. You stop pretending to wash dishes and hang onto the edge of the sink, just letting it happen.

“You are really hot,” she says.

“You are so good at this,” you whimper. “How are you so good?”

Then her breath catches and she stops jerking you. Now her hands grasp your waist tightly and she speeds up with her rubbing back there. Is she really going to…?

“Unngg,” she groans into your shoulder, and you feel her body jerk and shake. Surprised, you turn to look as she staggers back and bumps into the other counter, rattling the pans that are hanging there.

You stare at her in disbelief, and the dark patch spreading on her shorts.

“Oh god,” she gasps, wiping sweat from her forehead.

You laugh and stare at each other from opposite sides of the cooking line. There’s a huge tent in your apron. You lift it up to reveal your swollen cock, which is drooling precum all over the rubber mats on the floor.

“Sorry,” she pants, holding up a finger. “I’ll get to you.”

You laugh harder.

“Was that good?” you ask her.

“It’s your fault for having a perfect butt,” she accuses, still wheezing. Then she licks her lips and gives you a playful look. “Want to try?”

“OK,” you agree, untying your apron and tossing it aside. Giggling, she turns around and bends over. She’s wearing a pair of short camp shorts, which you push down to reveal plain, white panties. You lay your sensitive, throbbing cock in the cleft between her cute, shapely cheeks and rub it around, then lean into her and move.

“Oh yeah,” she says.

“Is this like your fetish?” you ask her.

“It is now,” she replies.

“Mm.” It feels good, but it’s also a challenge. You see why she wanted to concentrate. Her bottom is softer than yours, but you like that. It takes a minute, but you have to go really fast and hug her really tight to get there. You’re panting hard when it happens. You shoot a thick load on her panties and the back of her shirt.

“Wow,” she says, holding her position. “That’s a lot.”

You can’t breathe. You groan into her sweaty neck, but your body does it on its own. You kiss her neck, and that makes her turn, so you kiss her lips. She doesn’t mind, and she kisses you back.

“OK, sexy,” she says, and you release her.

“Want to go to bed?” you ask her bluntly.

“I wish. I still have a ton to do,” she says.

Right. She’s working.