Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2007 21:02:39 -0400
From: Rose Hack <official_prostar@hotmail.com>
Subject: Closing Up Shop

Closing Up Shop

By: Daisy D.


Working until close was probably the worst shift, in my own opinion. I
never liked the short walk home in the dark. Usually when I was scheduled
to work until 9 when my store closed I dreaded it today was no different;
until four o'clock when I walked in to see Jen just arriving too. Jen was
the nicest and prettiest girl in the store; coincidentally I had a tiny
crush on her. A few weeks ago she had hurt her foot and was limping; I
tried to flirt with her lightly by calling her "gimpy" and laughing at her
jokingly. Unfortunately, a week later I hurt my knee pretty badly during my
baseball championship and had a severe limp and she didn't joke at all. In
fact she even helped me out and was very nice about it; this made her even
more attractive in my mind. I work in the front as a cashier at the grocery
store and when you work the closing shift it is just one cashier and the
manager; so it would be Jen and I until the very end.

Usually when I was scheduled to work close I tried to get everything done
as early as possible because I like to leave early and get on to my real
life. But tonight I had a plan; I was going to take my time and wait with
Jen. The shift dragged on finally it was 9 and I had fifteen minutes to try
and start something. I finished cleaning my station and went to the
customer service desk and asked if she needed help.

"You're sweet, but I think I'm almost done," she said as my heart kind of
sank and I felt like giving up. Until she said, "You want a ride home? I
drove today and I know you're knee is still sore." I nodded and we joked
around in the almost empty grocery store. She finished up a bit early and
we headed out at around ten after nine.

"Do you have plans tonight? Or do you want to hang out and get some coffee
or something?" Of course I wanted to get coffee with Jen but I didn't want
to seem too eager.

I checked my phone and said, "I've got some time." I was trying to be
nonchalant and I think she could tell because she giggled at me.

We rolled into Starbucks and we each headed to the washrooms to change out
of the bellybutton high black pants and green checkered polo uniforms we
had to wear. There was only one bathroom free and she insisted I went
first. I changed into a pair of short pinstriped shorts and a t-shirt. She
wasn't finished and I waited by the cash for her. Out she came in a knee
length patchy shorts and a tight revealing white v-neck t-shirt. I turned
away to hide the drool that had formed around my mouth, immediately images
of me fucking her brains out came into mind, I pushed them out of my mind
quickly and regained my composure. She ordered something plain and I
respected that it showed that she was steady in my opinion. We sat out on
the terrace and we got to talking. She asked about my ex and she clearly
assumed it was a man.

"Why did he break up with you?" She asked.

"Well she had a change of heart and she said her feelings change." I spoke
slowly watching her reactions. Could it have been relief? I don't
know. "Yes sorry I should have warned you that you asked a dyke out for
coffee." I said with a chuckle.

She didn't seem too surprised but she also didn't give any hints to her own
orientation. It was at that point that I decided it was a fruitless
conquest and I just resigned myself to just flirt lightly.

Coffee continued with light conversation and we got to know about each
other. It was nice I thought to sit and talk to this girl I worked
with. New girls always seemed like a book you can't put down. We were
comfortable just talking and I thought that would satisfy me, for now. It
ended all too soon, Starbucks had to close and we had to leave. But she
invited me to stay the night at her house; she had recently moved into a
new apartment and missed the company of a full house. We pit stopped at my
parents house to grab something I need for the night and the next morning,
I let my parents know where I was and we were off. Her place was nice and
empty because her roommate hadn't finished moving yet.

I had figured I would be staying on the couch considering I had just come
out to her and all. But I was wrong, she wanted me to stay in her bed with
her; it was a king with lots of room for space. She had jersey sheets and
it felt like I was sleeping in a big t-shirt. I slept in a tight shirt and
booty shorts and to my surprise she slept in underwear and a revealing tank
top. I realized it was going to be difficult to keep my hands off this
amazing girl. She pulled her brown hair out of the pony tail and let it
cascade around her shoulders and I took the liberty of taking a shower and
letting my long brown hair get soaked. As I dried my hair, she went into
the washroom and brushed her teeth. Instinctively, I went for the left of
the bed because that's my side.

"That's my side, but I suppose we can share," she said and I could have
sworn she was teasing me.

She crawled in beside me and we turned on the tv in from of her bed. Late
night tv is always the best. We settled on some Jerry Springer and after a
while she rolled to look at me.

"Yeah?" I said while looking at her from the corner of my eye.

"What is it like to kiss a girl?" she asked. I couldn't believe what I was
hearing and I felt my heart beat faster, there were so many ways for me to
manipulate this situation. I figured she was just curious.

"Well, for one it's softer," I settled on the more general answer; the
safest answer. She then wanted to know if it was like the same as with
boys; like if you kissed a girl the same way or if there was a "different
way". It was hilarious because she was being serious.

"Of course it's the same as you kiss a boy," I laughed as I answered. I
looked at her full on, and her eyes were looking into mine with a steady
and decisive manner.

Of course at that very moment she had an eye lash on her cheek bone and I
couldn't resist. I reached my hand over and lightly picked it off and asked
her to make a wish. Instead she grabbed my face and brought my face really
close to hers and she kissed me. It was soft and sweet.

"I've never kissed a boy like that before," was all she said. Instinctively
my face inched forward; I had to recover quickly. But it was too late she
saw the subtle movement and she kissed me again. In seconds I was on top of
her. In between kisses she said, "I'm so glad we went out for coffee." We
both laughed.

After about ten minutes we stopped kissing and I straddled her. Looking
down at her, she looked so delicious and it hurt to think that I had to
take things slow when I'd been fantasizing about bending her over and
making her scream my name for about months. I was about to climb off of her
when she clamped down on my thighs. I had hoped she wouldn't touch my
thighs. That's the one spot on my body that just drives me wild.

"What would you like doll?" That was all I could muster under that thigh
grab. She realized the affect that her hands had on me and she started to
stroke her fingers along my inner thigh. As hard as I fought back a slow
moan escaped my lips. My hand flew up to cover my mouth I was so
embarrassed; she was trying to give me a hint that I was to take charge and
it took me a while to realize it. She put her hands on my hips and bit her
lip, that's when I knew that this wonderful woman under me was mine for the
taking.

Once that clicked in my mind, I knew exactly what to do. Breaking in a
straight girl is the ultimate for me because I knew that what I had to
offer was better than that of all the 18 year old boys in all of Canada.
Not to sound cocky or anything.

I leaned in for a kiss but moved up and kissed the tip of her nose
instead. She just lay there looking at me. I kept going because her hands
were clenched around my hips with anticipation and I knew she was just
dying for more. I kissed from her ear down her jaw bone and I kissed her
chin up to her lips. This kiss was better than the first, I kissed her top
lip and used my tongue to trace the tiny opening of her mouth, and she
squeezed and moaned while I did that. Then I restarted at her other ear and
repeated except this time I spent more time on her luscious lower lip.
Before I could tease some more her hands found the back of my head and she
kissed me. It was a committed kiss and I could tell from the slight rocking
underneath my hips that she was primed and ready to go.

We kissed for a while but I could tell she was getting antsy. She started
getting fidgety underneath me and I knew what I had to do. First to go was
the tiny tank to my surprise she had no bra on and her nipples were alert
and perky. It was as good as a "please lick me". I kissed along her collar
bone and her hands found my hair and she started to pull. And I liked it
rough and she was pulling quite hard. To put her in her place I gave her a
hickey on her collar bone and I gave her a little bite on my way down to
her nipple. She let out a squeal of pleasure. I licked between her ample
breasts her toes curled and I knew that I had found a hot spot. I paid
specific attention to the area of the breast near her cleavage she was
going buck wild underneath me.

I kissed down her ribcage and she was pushing into me. I kissed down the
side of her stomach. Most women kiss right down the middle making it
obvious where they are heading. I liked going down the side because it is
off the beaten path. She was starting to soak through her underwear; black
cotton panties growing darker with her sweet juices. My desire to taste and
feel her wetness on my fingers was almost unbearable. I had to get there
and I had to get there fast. I shimmied down off her hips and she spread
her legs quite quickly. She lifted her ass in the air to aid in my task of
taking her underwear off. I decided using my mouth would be an easy way to
explore her lower body orally and take her panties off. As I kissed up her
leg which she had bent in anticipation of what was to come. I could barely
contain myself when I saw her cleanly shaven pussy dripping for me. One of
her hands was up in her hair tugging away impatiently and the other was
clenched around her thigh. I licked up her thigh nibbling as I went.

Right before I dove into the soft folds of her most intimate parts, I
looked up into her eyes and asked if she was ready.

"Stop teasing and get to it," was her response.

I had to obey there was such strain in her voice I could practically hear
her about to explode. But I had to get mine as well; I teased her by
licking her outer lips with the very tip of my tongue. Letting her get used
to the feel of my mouth on her, slowly I parted the outer lips and lightly
flicked her inner ones. I hadn't even gotten to her clit or her entrance
and she was shivering slightly. I licked around her using only the tip of
my tongue and then suddenly I licked up her juices and dove right in. Her
whole body clenched and her back arched. I paused a moment to view what a
magnificent sight she was. She was biting so hard at her bottom lip I had
to just go and kiss her. Jen really seemed to like the way she tasted
because she couldn't get enough of my tongue. In the middle of a passionate
kiss with her tongue in my mouth I slide two fingers inside her. Her soft
moaning was muffled by my mouth and her nails dug into my back. She was
really starting to turn me on. She was clawing through my shirt when

she decided she had had enough and she tore it off of me. I kissed up to
her ear again as I was pumping quickly in and out of her and nibbled on her
ear lobe. I felt her nails in the flesh of my back and she screamed out
loud. Her whole body shuddered and she went limp. I extracted my fingers
and went to lick her clean.

Just as I finished she half opened her eyes with a lazy smile on her
face. I lay down beside her and she just sighed and reached into a drawer
and pulled out a joint. We smoked and went to sleep. She nestled into the
crook of my neck and fell asleep while sucking at my neck.

Needless to say the next night I was supposed to close with Jen again. I
can honestly say that I quite enjoy closing up shop, as long as the boss
takes me home.