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In the dead of the night, past the point when the typical hangers-on would be loitering around, Nate felt like a ghost coming into the corner store. He’d been so tired, too much to sleep apparently, that the bell above the glass door startled him into alertness. He grabbed a basket from the side more out of reflex than any plan to actually buy anything in particular and wandered into the snack isle.

Pack of onion crisps, sure. Gum, why not? Some beer? Nah, he knew he’d end up fucking his sleep schedule up even further beyond repair if he indulged himself; his mind was muddled enough as it was. At least standing in front of the open refrigerator door while choosing had woken him a bit with goosebumps. Going outside in cargo shorts and a tank top had seemed a good idea at the time.

Condoms? Whatever, something in his life might change.

He approached the cashier without thinking about it much, a young woman with boyish, short blonde hair in a uniform polo and an apron. The wholesome vision was far too cheery for the hour. Nate felt himself dragged up toward her level via empathetic osmosis.

“Good morning~” she chirped, taking the basket and starting to scan his items. “I love that joke, you know? Hehe.”

“They give you all of the night shifts, then?” Nate asked, becoming aware by degrees of the pretty, slender fingers with sparkling gel nails getting closer to the package of condoms at the bottom of the basket. Felt off, he was experienced enough despite a dry spell that a little thing like that shouldn’t set off embarrassment.

Her smile twinkled. “I asked for them. Always been a night owl, you meet so many interesting people, and you get to set the pace of your own work.” She leaned over the counter and cupped her hand over her mouth to say in confidence, “It’s so much less work~ but nobody wants to do it, so it pays better too.”

Nate nodded. It had been hard to ignore the gentle swell of her breast when she was close by, the tiny opening of an unbuttoned polo that only really showed off her collarbone, he’d focused on her name tag and barely saw the knowing smirk above. Amber.

Then she had the condoms in hand and, rather than scanning them with professional distance, held them up to get a better look. “Oh, I’m sorry, am I keeping you from someone waiting back home?” A smugly bitten lip hung below too-innocent eyes.

There was no way a cutie like this was actually flirting with him, he thought, must be messing around.

He said, “Just being prepared.”

“Of course, of course. You never know when the opportunity will knock on your door, do you? Never wanna be runnin’ out at the wrong time.” Amber still hadn’t scanned the damn things to end the awkwardness she’d cultivated. “Have you ever tried this brand before? Little Devil’s milk candy condoms? We just started stocking ’em, but did you know that the same company makes those super spicy nut mixes, and the yogurt-covered ones?”

He hadn’t taken much of a look; a pink-haired cartoon succubus winked at him from the packaging. No, wait, a bulge. Incubus, then.

“Ah… Okay?”

“We’re actually doing a free sample event, if you’re interested?”

The nut snacks? He’d had them before, as a prank, but not the yogurt ones. He guessed they were meant to be served as a pair.

Amber said, “We have a pack in the back room bursa merkez escort just for tastings. We were doing them all day, when my coworker was here, but it doesn’t look too busy so I could leave the register for a minute. You’re not doing anything else, are you?”

“No?” How long could eating a snack take, anyway?

She smiled brightly again and skipped around the counter to take Nate’s hand in hers. Nate hesitated for an awkward moment but he let her lead him through an employee-only door. They came into a break room barely large enough, with the small table and lockers included, that two people who really liked one another could barely have eaten lunch.

Amber pulled one of the two chairs and had Nate sit down, turned to the storage shelf taking up a good eighth of the room by itself. With her stretching her lithe figure to reach the top shelf, Nate got a good look at what had been hidden behind her apron from the front: a pair of hip-hugging denim shorts with rolled cuffs and black spats beneath.

“Large size, right?” she asked.

“What?”

She came back down to her heels and stepped in, close enough to smell the coconut lotion on her skin. “Never mind, I remembered.” There was the sound of plastic tearing and a little, pale pink circle appeared in her hand. “I almost forgot that the extra large ones are red, at least the ones we’re stocking right now. Cherry.”

“What?”

She had knelt between his knees before he could react. “O-kay~ let’s get those shorts off.” She grasped the fabric and in one deft motion pulled them off his hips, hopping his butt off the chair’s surface with surprise to accomplish it. “Hehe, tighty whities~ That’s cute.”

The evidence for this being a dream was mounting, yet Nate’s mind raced to catch up with the situation.

“W-wait,” he stammered like a virgin. “What are you doing!?”

Amber looked up at him, tilted her head adorably. “Free sample? How are you supposed to know that you like the product if you can’t try it out?” She’d started pulling off his briefs as well, tugged until he finally relented and lifted his butt to slide them down to his ankles with his shorts. “There’s a good boy.”

“Okay, I think I can do the rest by myself…” Nate said.

“Nonsense, I’m happy to help,” Amber said with dissonant professionalism as she wrapped her slender fingers around his dick. “Let’s see, step one was: get him hard. Why don’t you try thinking about something sexy?”

That much effort was entirely unnecessary with this adorable blonde’s soft hands stroking him. He was as hard as he’d ever been in the blink of an eye, and Amber’s determined gaze threatened to push him past that.

“Oh my~” Amber giggled. “What were you thinking about? No, don’t tell me.” She gave his member a gentle squeeze. “Now, for step two.”

They’d gone this far already in his hesitation, there was no reason to stop her. Nate thought he’d feel bad squashing her enthusiasm.

Held within two fingertips, Amber placed the condom between her lips. Nate’s heart skipped as she leaned down, lips parting as she positioned the condom upon the tip of his penis. She lowered her head and enveloped the head, prodding with her tongue and her lips to unroll the condom inch by inch down to the base of his cock. She’d come up for a few quick breaths, bursa escort kızlar and the feeling of her warm, wet lips gliding across his shaft made him gasp, the corners of her lips curled at the sound.

A minute later, she rose, trailing her tongue along the underside of Nate’s cock until she’d come off and pulled back to sit on her heels with a satisfied look. She licked her lips, the sight of it alone nearly sent him careening off the edge she’d put him on.

“How does it feel, sir? Not too tight?”

It felt like his head was full of cotton candy. “It’s perfect.”

“Yay~” Amber glowed with pride, little dimples appearing on her cheeks. The way she stared at his cock, though, was disquieting. She held her thumb and forefinger in a tight circle around the base, her other fingers incidentally tickling his balls, and it was impossible to ignore the shine of her saliva on the rubber.

If it was just her saliva… No. A touch of pink was dripping from her lip, a stand of lube from the unrolling process. If it tasted weird, she didn’t show it in her expression.

“Well then, I think I’ll go ahead and start, if that’s alright with you, sir?” She didn’t wait for him to answer, slowly pulling her fingers up from the base of his cock, slick sounds popping in the cool air of the break room. “It’s really nice and slippery, see? Sir? Sir, you have to keep looking or there’s no point~”

He didn’t realize he’d been focused on a point on the far wall, and the several fast pumps Amber doled out right then made sure he couldn’t ignore what was happening between his legs. She was giggling and slowed down considerably once she was certain she’d regained control of his attention.

And she bent inward, meeting his gaze, pulled her bangs away from her face with her free hand as she popped the head of his cock into her mouth. While pumping her two fingers gently up and down, Amber started running the tip of her tongue around the head, once in a while letting it rest on the flat side and wiggling back and forth as if to enjoy making his dick throb.

Even through a rubber, he could feel things progressing toward the inevitable.

It went that way for a long while. Nate noticed too late that there wasn’t a clock in the room to anchor his perception of time, and there was no way Amber would let him pull out his phone to check, it was all the way down in a pile of clothing around his ankles, and she reacted to any other distraction with a re-doubling of effort.

Nate’s fingers felt numb, he’d been holding onto the edge of his seat with no idea what else to do with his hands. All he really wanted to do was pet Amber’s head, and the male energy behind that desire wanted to make her finish the job already. Waves of excitement came and went as she masterfully kept him teetering on the edge, backing off when she could push him off and nudging him closer whenever else.

As if sensing that she’d put him off too long, Amber leaned in and took his cock all the way to the base, the tip sliding along the inside of a bulging cheek. With a vacuum seal, she began bobbing on and off, prodding the back of her throat while slurping and gasping.

Drool fell from Nate’s cock in big, bubbly strands that soon coated Amber’s chin and spattered her apron. She didn’t seem to care one way or another, her eyes were closed in concentration, but she did peek once in a while to make sure Nate was watching. He’d never known, had cause to think about, that you could look smug while there was a cock that deep in your mouth.

The condom was keeping him just on one side of orgasm, he found himself taking in the sight of the tiny jiggles showing through Amber’s shirt, the motion of her butt bouncing on her heels as her head bobbed. She trailed one hand up his leg and along the inside of his thigh, then cradled his balls and massaged them without missing a beat with her mouth.

“Pretty good, isn’t it?” Amber said, taking his cock out of her mouth for a small breather. She’d only pressed it against her cheek and raised her other hand to stroke its spitty coating. “Gonna cum soon? You can do it in my mouth, you don’t have to worry about that.”

She patted his cock against her cheek one more time and was barely able to engulf it within the warmth of her mouth again as Nate finally jerked up above, filling the condom with the hardest, most thought-terminating load he’d ever felt.

She stayed there between his legs as his orgasm ran its course, only pulling her head back after his agonizing sensitivity had faded. Amber took care in easing the pink condom off, admired the bulb of fluid in the light for an instant before holding it off to the side.

Then, much to Nate’s surprise, she leaned in again. Her tongue felt so much better without a barrier between them, even if she moved it too slowly for him to get hard, especially after being spent so recently. Very gently, suction and tender licking cleaned him off, muddled his mind enough that he barely noticed Amber straddling him until her soft ass was already resting on his thighs.

She tipped his chin so that he’d see the cloudy liquid, co-mingled saliva, lube, and the last dregs of cum, swirling atop her tongue, then closed her mouth and opened it. “All gone,” she said, and she held up the used condom with its bulb of fresh cum glistening in the light. “Want a taste?”

“What!? No!”

Amber smiled and shrugged. “Oh well.” With her face hovering within a foot of his, she looked up and brought the condom to her lips, squeezed the dollop of whiteness directly into her mouth, and swished before swallowing. When she came back down, there was a dreamy expression on her face, as though she’d just had something delicious. There might as well have been hearts floating in her eyes.

“Is it… good?”

“Strawberry-milk flavored. Hehe, that’s the whole point of that brand, there’s skin-safe flavoring inside.” Amber leaned in and set her forehead on his, her lips only an inch or so away, smelling like a milkshake…

–

While ringing him up, Amber happily hummed to herself as if nothing had just happened in the back room. She’d ended up changing out of one uniform shirt and into another, with Nate awkwardly still in the room and trying not to stare.

He wasn’t sure how long it would take to deplete the dozen condoms he’d bought, hadn’t really had a use in mind for them in the first place.

“You alright, buddy?” Amber handed over his receipt with a lovely smile.

Maybe he still had a little luck left over? “Are you busy tomorrow?”

“Hm?”

“I think I’d like to take you out. Sorry, I know you’re working, and I don’t mean to trap you.”

She leaned over the counter, he got a peek down her shirt, and after looking back and forth she cupped her hand around her mouth. “We’re supposed to get new flavors once a week, as a promotion. I’m always on night shift~”

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