A very lucky barista Tom

Tom stared at Gretchen. He watched her twitch as he made her wait for their order. She had a lovely round face plain brown eyes round glasses and a tight pony tail. As a matter of fact, he told John to take an extra minute. The old timer grumbled and agreed. John wasn't one for conversation or caring. Tom looked at her noticing her perky nips peeking through a slightly visible checkered bra. The laces on her sandals began to fall apart as she stood there. Tom saw this as a chance to finally not be a virgin and to hopefully touch a girl's boob. He didn't even question his luck as he shouted out their order and she tumbled boob first into his hands The young teen firmly squeezed them, slipping his finger under the shirt's knot. When he touched her, his heart raced, and he felt the warmth emanating from her. He looked into her eyes, and she was frozen in fear. He quickly untied the knot. She gasped in pain as his fingers dug into her flesh. Tom smiled, knowing he had her right where he wanted her. Gretchen was frozen in place, his grip tightening ever so slightly. Bruises could be felt forming. Tom was in control, and he knew it. He leaned in closer and whispered, "I have you now." Gretchen's heart raced and she felt her body tense up as she realized she was in danger. She quickly tries to grab her order but Tom refused to let Gretchen go. Gretchen was **** to comply. Tom was now in full control of the situation and Gretchen felt helpless. He continued to fondle her vigorously, playing with her nipples. She began to whimper, feeling more and more powerless with each passing second. Tom smirked, enjoying the feeling of power and dominance he had over her. She thought he'd make demands of her and Gretchen would have **** but to obey. She knew her only chance of escape was to comply with his wishes. Tom finally released her, with a smirk on his face. Tom quickly pulled his hand away, a sly smile on his face. A blush of red appeared on Gretchen's face as she grabbed the order. Gretchen stood there, her checkered bra and boobs exposed, stunned with her mouth agape she cries. Quickly tying herself back up she stumbles over customers staring intently. Gretchen was embarrassed and vowed to never wear sandals again. They were quickly picked up and hidden by the young teen who felt victorious.