Early Shift

Elizabeth tugged on her bright yellow polyester jersey, scratching her side. She went out to the car, to see Lamont already there.

"Why are you wearing a red shirt?" Elizabeth asked, sleepily. It was 4:30 a.m. Fucking breakfast shift.

"I got promoted to manager," Lamont said proudly.

"No shit," Elizabeth said, a little dumbfounded. "That why we're leaving earlier today?"

"One reason," Lamont replied, smirking.

***

Elizabeth organized the freezer space, already tired. It was tough, being available for LaDonna, who worked nights, and still working. She'd underestimated the value of a life of leisure, not ever having to work or think about money. Privilege had its ... privileges.

She spilled a load of corn onto the floor. She cursed herself, getting down onto her hands and knees, starting to scoop it into the trash. Then she felt it. Something long and hard, something she'd had before. She looked over her shoulder, at Lamont, towering over her, his cock out.

"Lamont, we don't have time for this," Elizabeth said harshly. "We open in half an hour --"

"I'm the boss and I say when we open, bitch," Lamont replied authoritatively. "I said we needed to leave early for two reasons. This is the second one."

"Lamont, we can't keep on like this --" Elizabeth said, feeling him tug her black polyester pants down, exposing her round white ass.

"Shut up," Lamont hissed, slapping her ass hard, leaving a red handprint behind. "I don't want to hear any of your shit." He tugged her slinky pink thong down, and she could feel his hard cock pressing against her sex.

"Beg," Lamont ordered.

"Please ... Lamont ..." Elizabeth said. She wanted to beg him not to. But it'd been awhile since she had cock, and LaDonna hadn't broken that need yet. Her head hung in defeat. "Please, fuck me."

"Now that's what I like to hear," Lamont said, proudly, just like his father in that moment. He pushed his cock inside the former beauty queen, unprotected. They rutted like animals for twenty minutes, until Elizabeth started to detect the telltale signs.

"Lamont ... I'm not on the pill ..." Elizabeth said, clawing at the floor. But as she started saying it, she could feel his balls empty in her, rope after rope of thick cum settling into her womb. Her big blue eyes went wide.

"Oh fuck."