Working in Free Use Pt. 2 – First Day of Work

After my interview, I was exhausted as per usual. I don’t know how many I came yesterday, but it didn’t seem healthy. I had a breakfast of cereal with nuts and fruit and cranberry and pineapple juice. Today was my first day of work in this sim world, I had enough money to last a lifetime, but I wanted to experience life here as a member of society. I didn’t want to fully commit to a career yet. One of the reasons I chose the job was because of the flexible part-time hours, so I could take off many days for other adventures.

Apart from just fitting in by getting a job. I got a social media account on FreeBook. I sent the people I met so far an invite. Elizabeth publicly posted a nude photo of her telling me to visit her soon, as did Mrs. Thompson, as Abigail, as did Priya. All in very seductive nude poses in very open public forum. Apart from social media I also got a gym membership, joined an amateur sports league and other things I’ll get into real soon. But for now, work. My first day of the daily grind and I looked forward to it for once in my life.

I put on my uniform and walked towards the grocery store, Hope Mart, near my apartment where I would begin work at eight. Janice greeted me and gave me a rough orientation of the store, showing the lunchroom, backroom, etc. While she showed me my lunch room, I began to stiffen at her firm butt and asked if we could stop there for a quickie. I didn’t want to ruin my first day working with a boner, so I quickly began ramming her ass on the lunchroom tables, other employees coming in and dropping off their bags in the locker meanwhile, and deposited my load into her mouth.

After that, she gave me over to my supervisor who was a lady, Marsha, with brown hair in her late 20s or early 30s with some tattoos. She showed me the basics though, to be honest, it was straightforward work that didn’t take a lot of training. We spent time stocking produce. While Marsha was bent over stocking some fruit, I pulled up her skirt and placed a zucchini in Marsha’s mouth which she sucked sensuously, the green skin of the zucchini glistened with her saliva. After she wetted it, and I pulled it from her mouth and pushed the zucchini in her cunt, the stem facing out. We worked like this a while and made light conversation while we work, the zucchini still hanging from her exposed bottom with a little stem poking out. I wanted to be diligent and not make a poor impression, so I finished most of my stocking and me and Marsha went for the stock room.

Marsha showed me how the washing basin and where we stored overstocked items. I lifted her uniform skirt again, and she bent over on the washing sink with her ass out, the zucchini still sticking out of her cunt. I placed my now hard dick into her ass and began grinding on her.

“Marsha I think I love this job,” I grunted.

I pulled out my phone and took a selfie for my social media account. It was a high angle picture of me with my dick in my supervisor's ass and me doing the peace sign and smiling all while my hips were firmly attached to the end of Marsha's butt. “Loving my first day on the job!” the post was titled and put my phone away and continued thrusting into her.

Marsha began feeling towards herself and started moving the zucchini in and out of her wet cunt while I was poking my dick into her ass. I could feel her tightening and the hard zucchini through the membrane of her ass. I spurted into her gaping asshole and panted over her.

“James, remember to wash your hands properly.” She said.

I nodded as I withdrew the zucchini from her cunt and placed it in her ass and dug out the liquid and my semen from there and placed it in her mouth. She took it with ease and licked it off.

“Should we throw that with into the pickle section or back into the fresh zucchinis.” I joked.

Marsha smiled and tossed the now cleaned zucchini into the waste disposal. “We take freshness very seriously here.” She said and began washing herself and her hands at the wash basin.

“Despite all the fluids flying everywhere?” I asked interestedly.

“Yes despite all that. We still have to reassure our customers they are getting the best product.” She looked regretfully at the zucchini in the waste bucket, ”James, if you are going to waste vegetables like that, I’ll have to remember to bring my dildo to work.”

“Sorry, it’s only my first day,” I said and Marsha smiled and bent down to make sure my dick was work clean with her mouth.