Having lost my job, I go straight to the bank

Looking down at the disgusting mess of a celebrity who used to pay my bills, I realize just how broke I am. So I pick up her purse and head straight to the bank with it.

Her wallet has a little cash, but not much. I can probably get away with buying things on her credit card, but I can't use the cards in the ATM without her PIN. Passing by the machines in the bank lobby, however, I pause anyway. A pretty young lady in a sun dress is eyeing me in the machine's safety mirror. She looks over her shoulder and says, "you can't be too careful, you know. People try to see your number right there standing beside you!"

'People,' but not me. I squeeze her tight ass and my dick grows hard at the thought of forcing itself into this frightened young woman. I reach around and squeeze her tits. I find a nice, natural pair with a thin, lightweight bra. I squeeze and knead her tits in my fingers until she squirms with discomfort, and then I slide my dick right up inside her.

"Unnnnhhhhh. Am I?! Am I getting fucked right in the bank's foyer?!" She plants a hand on the ATM screen to steady herself and it beeps and says Don't forget to take your cash.

Not just fucked, ma'am, but also robbed. I pocket the cash from the withdrawal. Must be a few hundred dollars.

She grunts out a few more quandaries as I ram my dick into her from behind. "How could this happen?"

"Honestly, I don't get it either." I grab her by the hair and pull. She tries to put it in a hair tie.

I paw at her dress until it starts to tear in the front. She looks around for the cash I just took.

I slam my dick into her soft, hot pussy and she says "Not hard to see how I could lose my cash while being attacked! Oh well." She sticks in her card and punches in her PIN to get more money. As the ATM displays her account info, she looks me in the eyes in the little safety mirror and says, "I'm actually pretty paranoid most of the time you know."

I take that money too, and rip her dress all the way down the front. I pull her hips back against me and push as deep as I can into her. As I cum inside her I grab her left tit and I can feel her big hard nipple straight through her bra.

When I pull out, I take her wallet and go inside. I just got $400 and I haven't even fucked a teller yet. I leave my sloppy dick hanging out of my pants.

The lady bursts through the door behind me wearing only her panties and bra, and shouts, "Help, I've been robbed!" and the security guard rushes over to her. Who knows what she'll tell him, but who cares?

The lobby is empty of customers, and there are three tellers to choose from.

On the left is Diana, a short, curvy young lady with light brown skin and dark brown eyes. She's standing there waiting, smiling at me as if I were a normal, safe, fully clothed customer.

In the middle is Greta, a slender blond thirty-something with huge coiled curls and a little too much makeup. She's putting money in a tube for the drive-thru and doesn't even see me.

At the end on the right is Camille, a skinny twenty-something with long straightened chestnut hair and the slightest resting bitch face as she looks down at everything through her tortoise-shell glasses.

While I can definitely take things from people without any fear of consequences, I'm not sure I can really make demands like gimme all the money in the register! I guess I won't know unless I try, and so far I'm getting away with a lot.

My actions do still have plenty of consequences though. The security guard has left his post and is talking with the ATM lady in the entry. I got myself fired. If I take money from these tellers, they'll almost certainly get fired too. Which is weird, because, if someone robs a bank, they won't fire the teller for giving up the money, but if I just take it, they'll have no one else to blame but the teller.

I don't actually need any more money right now but I'm sure I could find something to do with it if I had it.

I can probably find a way to clean out the accounts of the cards I've stolen, and if I can get the tellers to open their drawers I can clean those out too. The only question now is where to start: Diana, Greta, Camille, or maybe check the offices for a manager or a loan officer?