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Gary and Sandy are the only ones left while cleaning the kitchen at the restaurant. So they get down and dirty
Gary’s hands moved methodically through the soapy water, the rhythmic clanking of the dishes providing the only sound in the otherwise silent kitchen. He had been working at the quaint Inn for a few months now, finding solace in the predictability of the nightly clean-up routine. Sandy, on the other hand, was the new addition to the team. Her bubbly personality had brightened up the place, especially during the late nights when it was just the two of them.
Sandy’s laughter filled the air as she wiped down the butcher block counter, her blonde hair tied back in a messy bun, revealing her flushed cheeks and the small beads of sweat that had formed from the heat of the kitchen. Her green eyes sparkled with mischief, and she had a way of moving that seemed to make everything she did feel like a dance. She was wearing tight, faded blue jeans that hugged her in all the right places, and a simple white tank top that left little to the imagination.
As Sandy bent over to grab something from a lower shelf, her jeans pulled taut across her round ass, and the top of her thong peeked out. It was a sight that had been playing in Gary’s mind for weeks, but he had always been too shy to act on his desires. The late-night kitchen, however, had a way of making people feel a little more daring.
“Here,” she said, turning around and handing him a clean towel, her eyes locking onto his. “Why don’t you dry your hands and give me a hand with these?” She stepped closer to him, their bodies almost touching, and the faint scent of vanilla from her perfume filled his nostrils.
Gary took the towel, his heart racing. He hadn’t expected the night to take this turn. He felt the heat rising to his cheeks as he tried to play it cool. But Sandy had other ideas. With a sly smile, she turned around, her back to him, and began to unbutton her jeans. His eyes followed the movement, unable to look away as she shimmied them down her legs, revealing her bare, unblemished skin. She stepped out of them, and before he could even comprehend what was happening, she was bent over the counter again, her ass in the air, beckoning him.
“I’ve been watching you,” she murmured, her voice a low purr that sent a shiver down his spine. “And I know you’ve been watching me.” She glanced back over her shoulder, her eyes filled with lust. “So, what’s it going to be, Gary?”
Her question hung in the air, thick with tension. The kitchen, which had once felt so safe and familiar, was now charged with a new kind of energy, one that made his knees weak and his cock harden. He swallowed, his mind racing with possibilities, none of which included them finishing the dishes anytime soon.
Gary stepped closer to her, his eyes drawn to her ass like a magnet. He reached out, tentatively at first, and placed his hand on one of her cheeks, feeling the heat radiating from her skin. She didn’t flinch, instead pushing back slightly, urging him to explore further. He squeezed gently, feeling the firmness of her flesh beneath his palm.
“You like that?” she asked, her voice dripping with desire.
He could only nod, unable to form words as he slid his hand closer to the apex of her thighs. His thumb grazed the damp fabric of her thong, and she gasped. He took that as an invitation to dip his thumb under the elastic, feeling the wetness of her pussy.
“You’re so wet,” he murmured, his voice hoarse.
“It’s all for you, baby,” she whispered, arching her back.
The sound of her voice, the sight of her ass, the scent of her arousal – it was all too much for him to resist. He leaned in, his face just inches from her perfect, round buttocks. He kissed the top of her thong, feeling her quiver beneath his touch. Then, with a gentle tug, he pulled the material aside, exposing her tight little hole.
Sandy gasped as his tongue made contact, tracing around the edge of her anus before dipping in for a tentative taste. She was salty and musky, and he found himself craving more. He licked her slowly, savoring the feel of her tightening around his tongue.
Her hands gripped the edge of the counter, knuckles white with anticipation. “More,” she begged. “I want more.”
He complied, pushing his tongue deeper into her ass, feeling her body tense and relax with each stroke. He reached down to unbuckle his pants, his cock straining against his boxers. As he pulled them down, his erection bobbed free, already slick with pre-cum.
“Fuck me, Sandy,” he murmured against her skin. “Let me show you how much I want you.”
Her response was a whimper, followed by the sound of her fumbling with her own pants. He stepped back, giving her room to fully expose herself. When she turned to face him, her pants and thong were around her ankles, and she was naked from the waist down, her pussy glistening with need.
Gary didn’t waste any time. He stepped forward, lining up his cock with her ass and pushed in, feeling her tightness give way to his thickness. She let out a low moan, her eyes rolling back in her head. He didn’t stop until he was all the way in, his hips pressing against her firm cheeks.
“You like it, don’t you?” she asked, her voice breathless.
“Yeah,” he groaned, his eyes never leaving hers. “I’ve never felt anything like this.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she leaned back, taking him even deeper. “Good,” she said. “Because now, you’re going to fuck me like you mean it.”
And with that, she began to rock back and forth, taking control of the pace. Each thrust sent waves of pleasure through both of them, their moans and gasps echoing off the kitchen walls. The only sound was the slap of their skin and the occasional clink of a dish as their movements grew more frantic.
Their bodies were in perfect sync, moving together in a rhythm that was as natural as breathing. Sandy’s tits bounced with each push, her nipples hard and begging for attention. He leaned down, taking one in his mouth, suckling and biting as he fucked her ass.
Her hand found its way to her clit, and she began to rub it in tight circles, her breaths coming in short pants. “I’m gonna cum,” she whimpered.
Gary grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he pounded into her, his own orgasm building. He felt her tighten around him, and then she was coming, her body convulsing with pleasure, her ass clenching down on his cock.
It was all he could take. With one final thrust, he released, filling her ass with his cum. They both collapsed against the counter, gasping for air. The kitchen, once their place of work, had become a playground for their desires.
Sandy looked back at him, a mix of satisfaction and playfulness in her eyes. “Well, that was unexpected,” she said, her voice still a bit shaky from the intensity of her orgasm.
Gary couldn’t help but chuckle. “You have no idea,” he replied, leaning in to kiss her sweaty neck. “But, in the best way possible.”
They took a moment to catch their breath, their hearts racing in their chests. The kitchen was still, except for the faint drip of the faucet and their heavy breaths. The dishes had been forgotten, but neither of them seemed to care.
“We should probably clean up,” Sandy murmured, pushing herself off the counter and stepping out of her pants.
“Yeah,” he agreed, his cock still semi-hard and sticky with their combined juices. “But I think we’ve earned a little break.”
They walked over to the sink, where the water was still running warm. Sandy turned off the faucet and grabbed a clean cloth. She bent over, giving him a perfect view of her ass, and began to wipe the countertop. He watched as her muscles flexed and relaxed, the sight of her bare skin and the memory of their encounter making him hard again.
Gary stepped up behind her, his cock brushing against her thigh. “Let me help you with that,” he said, his voice low and gruff.
Sandy glanced over her shoulder, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Oh, I think you’ve done enough already,” she teased, but the way she leaned back into him told a different story.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer. He nuzzled her neck, his teeth grazing her skin lightly, making her shiver. “But I want to do more,” he murmured.
Her breath hitched, and she turned to face him. “Is that right?”
He nodded, his eyes dark with lust. “I want to taste every part of you.”
Without another word, Sandy turned the faucet back on and rinsed the cloth. She stepped aside, making room for him to stand between her legs. He took the cloth from her hand and began to wipe down her body, starting with her breasts and moving down to her stomach. He took his time, savoring the feel of her skin beneath the soft fabric.
When he reached her pussy, he knelt down and gently parted her folds. He took a deep breath, the scent of their passion filling his nostrils. He leaned in and licked her clean, his tongue swirling around her clit before dipping into her wetness. Sandy moaned, her legs trembling slightly.
He stood up, wrapping the cloth around his now-erect cock and began to stroke it, watching her face as she grew more and more aroused. “You’re so beautiful,” he said, his voice filled with wonder.
Her cheeks flushed, and she reached out to touch him, her hand guiding him closer to her mouth. She took the head of his cock between her lips, sucking gently as he stroked the shaft. The sensation was exquisite, and he could feel his orgasm building once again.
“Again,” she murmured around his cock. “I want you to fill me up again.”
Gary didn’t need to be told twice. He turned her around and bent her over the sink, her legs spread wide. He entered her pussy this time, feeling her wetness envelop him completely. She was still tight, still incredible, and he lost himself in the feeling of being inside her.
The kitchen was theirs, the night was theirs, and so were their bodies. They moved together in a silent dance, their moans and gasps the only music they needed. The water from the faucet ran over their skin, making everything feel more intense, more real.
And as they climaxed again, their bodies shaking with pleasure, they knew that this was just the beginning of something incredible. The Inn had become more than just a job; it was now a place where they could explore their deepest, darkest desires, free from judgment and full of passion.
The dishes would wait. Tonight, they had more important things to clean up. Sandy’s hand slid down to her pussy, her fingers coating in their shared juices as she stroked herself, her eyes never leaving the reflection of their passion in the kitchen window. She watched as Gary stood behind her, his cock still semi-hard, the head glistening with a mix of her ass and pussy juices.
“Mmm, I can’t get enough of you,” she purred, her voice a siren’s call.
Gary’s eyes followed her hand as it moved up and down her slit, her thumb circling her clit. He stepped closer, the warmth of his body against her back, his cock pressing into her ass cheek. She could feel him growing hard again, and the anticipation of what was to come had her pussy clenching around her fingers.
With a growl, he turned her around and lifted her onto the counter, the cold marble sending a shock through her system that only heightened her arousal. He stepped between her legs, his cock standing tall and proud, and slammed back into her, filling her to the brim. Sandy’s head fell back, her eyes rolling back in her head as she moaned out his name.
He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in a cacophony of passion. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her heels digging into his back, urging him deeper, harder. The kitchen was no longer a place of work, but a place of pleasure, where every surface held the promise of a new sensation.
Her fingers found his nipples, tweaking and pulling, her nails scraping against the sensitive skin. He hissed in response, his hips jerking forward, driving his cock deeper into her. Sandy felt the pressure building once again, her orgasm just out of reach, teasing her with its sweet promise.
But Gary had other plans. He pulled out of her pussy, and before she could protest, he was pushing back into her ass, his cock now slick with her pussy juices. She gasped, the sudden change in sensation making her body tighten around him.
“You’re mine, Sandy,” he grunted, his hips pistoning as he claimed her once more. “Mine to fuck whenever I want.”
“Yes, yes, I’m yours,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper. “Take me, use me.”
The words seemed to push him over the edge. He grabbed her hips, holding her in place as he hammered into her ass, his balls slapping against her pussy with each stroke. She could feel his cock swelling, knew he was close.
And then it washed over them, the most intense orgasm of their lives. He roared as he came, filling her ass with his seed, her pussy contracting around his cock, milking him for all he was worth. Sandy’s nails dug into his back, her body trembling with the force of her climax.
As the aftershocks subsided, they both collapsed onto the counter, panting and sated. The kitchen was a mess, but they couldn’t bring themselves to care. They were in their own little world, a world where the only thing that mattered was the feel of each other’s skin and the sound of their ragged breaths.
Gary kissed her neck, his lips leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “We should do this more often,” he murmured.
Sandy chuckled, her body still shaking with pleasure. “As often as we can get away with,” she agreed.
They looked into each other’s eyes, the unspoken promise of more nights like this hanging in the air. The kitchen was no longer just a place to work; it was a playground for their desires, a secret haven where they could indulge in their most carnal needs.
And as they finally finished cleaning up, their bodies sticky and sated, they knew that this was just the start of something that would change the course of their lives forever. The Inn had become their personal erotic wonderland, and they were more than happy to be lost in it together.
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