Time to take a break.

They barely made it up the stairs. The moment the door closed to the upstairs break room, Zoey pounced and wrapped her legs around Tyler's hips, causing him to lose his balance and fall to the floor. Zoey fell off of him, but quickly crawled back to straddle him on the floor. Looking down at him, her eyes filled with lust, she pressed her lips against him in a deep, love filled kiss.

"You're driving me crazy," She said out of breath as she broke the kiss.

"Me? I'm driving you crazy?" He pulled her back down for another one, causing her to moan. "You're driving me fucking bonkers. Where did you learn how to dress like this?"

She grinned. "Do you think I went to a public school? My private school was lenient, but had a stern dress code. Boys had to wear at least a dress shirt and slacks, and we girls had to have skirts to the knee or at least close to it, as well as a dress shirt."

"Kudos to your dean, then. He was a fucking genius." He nibbled on her neck and she crooned it with every little movement he made on her.

"What're you going to do to me in fifteen minutes?" She asked. Fifteen was all they were allotted for their break time.

"Your question should be, 'what're you NOT going to do to me in fifteen minutes?'" He lifted her sweater and shirt up and gave her tight stomach a lick.

She put her hands on Tyler's head as he made his way down her body. "How can you simply wear different clothes and yet taste so much better like this?" He asked. He stopped at her skirt and quickly put his head underneath, taking her in at her strongest. He bit her thigh, causing her to jump and move into a position where her legs were slacked. He kissed down her leg and to her shoes, where he removed them. "You even smell good here, of all places..." He trailed off, kissing and licking on her toes.

"I never...really took you for a toe g-guy...!" She said, trying her best not to jump. Her feet were extremely sensitive.

"I'm not. But I think your little foot job made me appreciate yours." He stuck her toes in his mouth as he reached down with his arm and massaged her thigh. She tensed her body up as she resisted so badly.

"O-oh, Tyler, I'm sensitive..."

He pulled her toes out of his mouth. "I can tell. Have I found your weakness?"

Her body went limp as she took deep breaths. She put her arms behind her head, exasperated. He began to massage her thigh again, eliciting a high pitched moan as he then began to lick her foot from sole to toe.

She turned to her side as her legs twitched and convulsed, her leg locked into place however as Tyler exploited her most guarded and private fetish -- her foot fetish. On her side where she could properly stick her ass out, she moved the skirt out of her way as she began to rub on her slit with her other leg raised in the air.

"Oh, you want me to switch to this one?"

"N-noo, don't!" She begged as he dropped her foot that was closest to the ground and moved onto the one high in the air.

"Such sweet, sweet toes...you perfume them, don't you?"

Zoey said nothing as she toyed with her clit, her orgasm about to arrive.

She couldn't take it anymore. As Tyler licked up and down her leg and worshiped her toes -- all the while she fingered herself -- it was too much for her. Kicking Tyler out of the way as she rolled back onto her back, she let out the loudest moans he had ever heard her do as her bottom half twitched and bucked with her finger pressed down onto her clit. She threw her head back as she raised her bottom half upward in a last buck, squirting all over herself. She fell back onto the floor and lay there in a puddle of her own embarrassment, her fingers still pressed to her clit. Her tongue lolling, he could still see her thighs tensing and twitching underneath the now soaked tights.

"I..." She got very, very red. "I think I need to leave." She pulled her hand away from her privates as she hid her face in her hands. "I'm so embarrassed."

"I am so fucking hard right now." Tyler said. He wasn't lying -- his cock was stretching his denim so hard he felt the button of his pants almost tuck back through the hole and pop open.

"I thought you said you couldn't handle a full on squirt so, I..."

"I said I didn't THINK I could. But holy fuck. Zoe, that was so erotic. You came so hard and...all from me licking on your toes. I am so fucking hard."

"Don't tell anyone," She begged, still not showing her face. "Please. It's embarrassing."

"Zoey--"

"Just promise!"

"O...okay. I won't tell anyone your secret."

"I think our break is over. Um, can you tend to the sales floor while I...clean myself?"

"I can help."

"No, you can't. Please, Tyler, just watch the store and leave."

He scooted around her puddle and tried to kiss her. "Tyler don't! I can't look at you. I'm so embarrassed. Please, if there was ever a sincere demand I've ever given you...please, please Tyler. Just go."

He remained quiet for a moment. Respecting her boundaries, he got up off the floor. "Okay. I'll be down there. Take your time. I love you."

"...Yeah."

He shut the door behind him as he left.