Reasons to Work Retail Ch. 01

"You know what I liked most about you Jackie?"

"What's that?"

"You were never frightened of me."

"Frightened of what, Ace? You're being silly again."

"No, I really mean it. We've talked, you and I, more than anyone else here that I've worked with. You know you can talk to me freely about anything, and you have, and I've done the same. Most people would get frightened of me, for all the secrets that I have inside."

"Ace, are you being serious again?"

"Very serious."

"Okay." She stopped stocking ponchos against the back wall and looked up at me, as I stood on the ladder above her replacing a row of halogens. "You are a little scary sometimes, but I don't think you're anyone to be feared."

"And the other stuff?"

"What other-- Oh, that." She blushed lightly, which was hard to catch on her hispanic skin, unless you'd been around here enough, as I had. "It makes me uncomfortable sometimes, but I'm glad you're telling someone, instead of keeping it in."

"And when it's not making you uncomfortable?"

She blushed deeper, turning away from me and tried to focus on stocking the ponchos on the too-small shelf again, but her hands were shaking and they started knocking each other over.

"Careful there. Do I need to come down and give you a hand?"

She started. "Do what with your hands?"

"Help you stock, of course."

"Oh, right." She brushed some sweat from her forehead even though it was chilly in here, and fluffed her shirt, unconsciously fanning herself.

"Maybe you should be the one up here. I can stock the ponchos and you can pretend to replace lights and stare at my ass when you think I'm not looking."

She glanced up at me, confused, then back down, still embarrassed. "What do you mean?"

"Are you trying to flash me?"

She looked down at herself, realized her actions and stopped.

"Sorry."

"Don't apologise to me. I certainly don't mind the extra entertainment." I winked, but she missed it, staring at the ponchos. "I haven't heard anything about your boyfriend lately," changing my tone to more friendly and less flirty, "How's he doing?"

"We broke up a while ago."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

"Thanks, but he was a bit of a jerk. I'm glad he's gone."

"Miss anything?"

"Some things, but those were more about having someone there, just not him. It would be nice just to feel some things, you know?"

"I do. I wish I could help."

"Do you really?"

"Mmhmm. I wouldn't say it otherwise." I climbed down the ladder, bring the blown bulbs with me, set them aside, and shifted the ladder further from her, conveniently behind a large hanging sign.

"Tell me what you miss most." I picked up the fallen and forgotten ponchos and started repacking them so they wouldn't fall over so easily.

Jackie took a step back from the shelf, out of the way, watching me. "Being held. Feeling arms around me, comforting me, keeping me warm."

"Anything else?"

She flushed again. "The sex."

"How do you like it?"

"What?"

"How do you like it? Rough? Tender? Fast? Slow? Hard? Soft? Quick? Drawn out?"

It took her a few minutes to say "Depends on how I'm feeling."

The ponchos were almost done.

"How are you feeling right now?"

She shook her head. "I can't tell you that."

I shrugged. "No worries. I understand. If you don't want to tell me, then--"

"No, that's not it. I..." Jackie glanced around, suddenly paranoid. "Is there anyone in the store?"

"I don't think so, but it wouldn't hurt to check."

"Would you?"

"Certainly." It didn't take long, being a small store, but still large enough to feel private at the back wall. "We're alone."

She nodded her thanks, and leaned close to me, lowering her voice, her face the most flushed I'd seen all night. "Hard and... and rough and... and fast. Right now. Right here."

It was my turn to blush. "Are... are you sure? I don't have any--"

"I'm on the pill."

I grabbed her head roughly, my fingers entwining in her hair and kissed her suddenly but tenderly. Her tongue touched my lips first, and I met it there for a moment before pulling completely away.

I was glad to see she was breathing as heavily as I was, and equally as surprised as she was to find her hands on me, holding our bodies together.

She reached down to my zipper as I pulled away from the kiss, unfastening my pants, reaching through my underwear and pulling out my throbbing erection. She smiled, knelt, and kissed it, watching my face. She reached for her own pants as she wet it down, and when she stood again, they were around her ankles.

I grabbed her ass and pulled us together. Jackie lifted her legs and wrapped them around me, as I pressed her against the poncho shelf. I thrust roughly into her, not at all taking my time. More ponchos wiggled and fell with every stoke, but neither of us cared. She lifted her lips to kiss me again, and she thrust her tongue inside as roughly as I thrust against her hips. Soon enough, she was moaning into my mouth, then pulling away and tilting her head back. I kissed her neck, eliciting a louder response.

"Don't... stop... keep..."

I kissed her neck again, drew up against it and started nipping and sucking. Her body pitched and yawed violently as she orgasmed, and I had to lower us to the floor because her legs grew weak and leg go of my hips.

I continued rutting between her legs, and felt her come again and a third time before begging me to stop. I stood and put my dick back into my pants.

"Don't you want to--"

"I have to lock up, it's time. Then I'll come back and we can finish."

She nodded. "Okay," before looking at the floor around us. "I guess I need to do this shelf again. Go ahead and close down the registers and everything. I'll be waiting for you when you're done." She grinned.

"Don't go anywhere."

"No worry of that."