Caught, but then...

Suddenly I was rudely awoken from my haze of lustful pleasure when the door opened. I wiped my hand quickly on my panties under the counter, then straightened myself behind it, being slightly grateful that I had been leaning on my elbow on it and had thus hidden my activities. Or so I thought.
"Looks like ye were havin fun, weren't ye?" the man asked with a knowing grin as he approached the counter. It was one of those farmer types, wearing a bib-and-brace overall with a cross patterned shirt. What he was lacking in hair on the top of his head was growing in a ring along his jaw, which somehow suited his tanned and wrinkled face.
My face reddened a little, "How may I help you?"
"Ye got ta answer me first, young lady. Were ye?" he said friendly.
I nodded silently and took a breath.
"Good, girls otta 'ave fun sumtimes," he said, then leaned on the counter towards me, lowered his gaze over me, which lingered on my legs for a moment, then as his eyes met mine, he whispered, "Can I 'ave sum fun too?"
I shrugged, "That depends..."
"Ah, ye want money?" he asked still with the same friendly tone.
I nodded slowly, "Is that what you're after?"
He laughed, "Nae, I was after sum Cherenkov, but I sure like a roll in the hay too."
I pointed at the shelves, "They're over there and as for a roll in the hay, that's $100."
He glanced at the shelves then back at me, "I'd like one of each."
"Red label?" I asked, then quickly added, "I mean the Cherenkov."
He laughed again and nodded, "How much is dem?"
"$14.99," I said and after he gave a nod, I punched the price into the cash register, "let me get one for you."
I walked over to the shelves and as I bent over a little to pick up a bottle of Cherenkov, I heard the rustling of his clothes. As I turned around and headed back towards the counter I gasped in surprise at the sight of him removing the straps of his bib-and-brace.
"Wait, not here," I said quickly. I put the bottle in a paper bag, then asked, "Anything else?"
He nodded, "Yep, the roll..."
I shook my head, "I mean any other drinks?"
"Ah, no," he said and gave me several bills. I counted them and put the $15 in the register, then grabbed my purse and put the remaining $100 in it. "Come around the back, I'll open the door for you in a moment."
"Okidoki," he said as he walked out of the front door. I locked it behind him, then went into the back. I pulled the mattress from its place towards the more spacious area of the storage room, then unlocked and opened the back door.

The man was taking a swig from the bottle, then grinned at me, "The two best pleasures in life, women 'n booze."
I ushered him inside and chuckled, "I guess you're right."
As I locked the door behind him, he slipped his hand under my skirt and gently squeezed a buttock, "Hmmm, yep, a fine ass for a fine lady."
I turned and smiled, at the same time his hand moved over the top of my leg under my skirt, then he pulled it back and took another sip from his bottle. "How do you want me?" I asked.
He chuckled, "As gawd intended, nekkid of course, how else?"
"I don't know, maybe you want me to keep something on?" I asked kindly.
He shook his head and started to take off his clothes. I quickly took off mine and got a condom out of its packet. His cock was already standing proud as he approached me stark naked. I wrapped my fingers around the warm shaft and gently massaged it for a moment before slipping the condom onto it.
"Lay down," he whispered.

I lay down on my back on the mattress and spread my legs invitingly.
"Oh my, no hairs," he said soft in appreciation and climbed between my legs, then guided his cock to my entrance.
He rubbed it up and down my folds then pressed it a little into me. Next he lowered his torso onto me and kissed me on my mouth. I shrieked in surprise and tried to shake my head. He lifted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
"No kissing on the mouth," I whispered, then quickly added, "please."
He shrugged and began to kiss my neck instead and slowly pressed further into me. I moaned soft as I felt him prying me open and fill me with his stiff member. As he slowly conquered more of my pussy I wrapped my legs around him, moaning soft at the sensations of his cock and his kisses on my neck. He took his time to fill me up and I shuddered as he was fully inside me and felt his cock twitch.
"Ye like tha?" he whispered against my neck.
"Hmmmhmmm," I moaned and felt his cock twitch again inside me.

Then he pulled back a bit and slowly sank into me again, twitching as he bottomed out in me. I closed my eyes and moaned in delight.
He pulled back again and almost out, then made his cock twitch against my entrance and I moaned longingly. Almost agonisingly slow he entered me again, except it wasn't agony I felt, but sheer and utter pleasure as I felt his cock filling me. On one hand I wanted him to increase his pace, but on the other I thoroughly enjoyed his slow and very pleasurable conquering of my wet pussy.
He paused as he took a sip from his bottle, then with a wave of the smell of vodka he kissed my neck again and pushed his cock into me. I moaned and arched my back against him as he withdrew with the same slow pace. As his glans slipped into me again past my entrance, I shuddered in delight. Then, as he bottomed out in me, it almost felt as if he had gained a little length while he twitched it. My pussy suddenly spasmed hard on his shaft, while a jolt of pleasure coursed through me. He nipped at my neck with his lips as he pulled back again, then suddenly thrust fast into me, causing me to shudder again and moan loud. I felt another nip on my neck while he pulled almost out, then a bite as he thrust into me, hard and deep, twitching as he bottomed out against my cervix again. I shuddered again, moaning in delight. He barely moved inside me, a little back and deep into me again. My pussy gripped his cock and I shuddered even more. He twitched his cock against my womb and I climaxed, quivers of delight spreading further through me and my body rippled underneath him while my pussy spasmed on his cock. His teeth grazed lightly over my neck as he suddenly thrust hard and fast in and out of me, driving my climax further. I felt like a mush of bliss and delight as he tensed up, drove his cock deep into me and jetted squirts of his cum against my womb with loud groans. My body jerked and I moaned intangible, clinging to him as if I wanted him even deeper inside me. His hips jerked while he emptied himself, then he relaxed and kissed my neck. He continued his kisses while his cock slowly deflated. His kisses moved onto my chest, between my breasts and over my belly as he moved backwards between my legs.
After a long hot kiss on my pussy he looked up at me and grinned, "Thank ye, tha was great!"
"Thank you, yes, it was," I said as he got back on his feet. I pointed at the sink. "You can throw it in there," I said, followed by a soft "wow" as I was impressed with the amount of sperm he had filled the condom with. He tied it neatly with a knot then dropped it into the sink.

We both dressed ourselves and I realized felt really sexually satisfied for a change. While I waited for him to fasten his bib-and-brace, I picked up his bottle, still covered with the paper bag, wrote my name and number on it, then handed it to him.
As I unlocked the door, I said, "Please don't come asking for me, but call me if you want another roll in the hay," then winked.
"Ah, the boss doesn't know?"
I nodded, "I like to keep it that way."
He chuckled, "News goes around fast, young lady, but I won't tell yer boss."
"Thank you," I said with relief as I opened the door for him.
"Be seein ye," he said and stepped outside.
"See you later," I said and closed, then locked the door.

I put the mattress back where I had taken it from, then picked up the condom from the sink and hid it in the other trash in the bin in the store. Then I unlocked the front door and took a big sip from my Sprunk, which had lost most of its spunk by now, while I sat down on the stack of Logger 12-packs. I took a deep breath then exhaled slowly while closing my eyes and enjoying the remnants of the afterglow of my climax.

Eventually I got up, remembered to put my panties back on and I turned on my phone, then started to play the "pop the bubbles" game behind the counter.
I must have been rather engrossed in it, because suddenly I felt a hand slip up under my skirt onto my buttock and John's voice behind me, "Hey, Lisa, how was your night?"
As I straightened up I felt his fingers gently knead my flesh. I quickly turned and smiled as best as I could, "Hey John, I didn't hear you coming in."
He chuckled, "Must be a good game then." Then he asked, "Anything else exciting?" and placed his hand on my hip, gently urging me closer to him.
I shook my head and tried to move aside, "No, not really." Then I remembered what Amber told me. "Oh yes, there is something," and turned to look for the note.
I felt his hand on my ass again and sighed while turning with the note, "This is the number of the Lost MC, Amber told me they had come by and want us to call if we see any Latinos. They're looking for gang members who might be selling **** here, I think. One of them came by tonight and got a 12-pack of Logger."
He frowned, "Yes, I knew about the Latonos. It's serious business though, I hope we don't end up in the middle of a turf war. Did you hear or see anything?"
I shook my head, "No, just one other customer."
"It still is better than none, but it is annoying that we have to keep the store open at nights. But HQ get what they want, and they want us to stay open to keep competing with Ace. I guess that's another kind of turf war." He then smiled at me, "At least you have a job."
I smiled and nodded, "Yes, working nights isn't exactly ideal, but it's hard to find anything else around here."
"Did you clean?" he asked.
"Yes, of course, I had plenty of time for that."
"Good, it's still a little early, so why don't you run the totals and write them down for me," he said and went into the storage room.
The register finished in a few moments. I pulled the printout from it, then grabbed the book and copied over the totals and the printout code. As I put the printout with the rest of them, I felt John's hands on my ass again. As he began to massage my buttocks I began to protest, "Listen, John..."
"Shhhh," he whispered as his hands moved in semi-circles and his fingertips gradually moved further underneath me.
"John," I said a little firmer and he pulled his hands back as I turned around.
He chuckled, "I just can't help appreciation your wonderful ass, Lisa."
"Can I go now?" I asked.
He sighed, "Sure, I'll dream about your ass while you sleep the day away."
I chuckled, "You do that." I grabbed my purse from under the counter, which was accompanied by a quick squeeze on my buttock, then sidled away from the counter. "Have a nice day, John," I said as I headed out.
"Sleep well, Lisa," he said.

I drove home, went inside, stripped, then dropped onto the bed. I fell asleep moments later.