Chapter Four: Early Morning Sex
I tried to clean myself up, but was still slightly damp when our manager arrived at six am. Quinn was a professional woman, her brown hair neatly tied into a bun and her bosom not quite concealed beneath a shirt that was buttoned all the way up. I knew she was around forty, but it was clear that she worked out and maintained her physique. I also knew that she had been with the company for years and was rumoured to be close friends with the Hadid family who own it.
"How did last night go?" she asked casually as she walked into the office.
"She did great" I replied, looking over at Susan "she's a natural on the coffee machine."
"That's good to hear" Quinn smiled at Susan, who was trying to hold back a yawn "the first night is the hardest, you can go home and get some sleep now."
"Thanks" Susan replied as she started to leave "it was definitely hard" she gave me a knowing look that hopefully Quinn didn't notice.
After she left Quinn closed the office door and turned the bolt, something I hadn't seen her use before. "I've got Mariam helping with the open today, so we can talk about last night."
"Okay" I tried not to sound nervous "it's like I said, she was really good."
"At the job" she asked while moving closer "or something else?" Her hand had found the damp spot on my trousers and I could feel myself getting hard.
"The job" I managed to reply "you would have seen the store front, that was all her."
She held her hand up to her nose and smelled it. "Mm, so you rewarded her? I can smell her juices, but no semen" Quinn frowned slightly "did she help you? Did she reciprocate?" She slowly pronounced every syllable in a way that turned me on even more.
"She has a religious background, so she doesn't have much experience."
"That's too bad" Quinn replied "I guess I'll have to do it, there's no way I'm letting you go without cumming today."
She took a seat on her office chair and beckoned me over with one finger. Drifting over to her by the sheer power of my own horniness I stood there silently, my erection pointing at her through my trousers. She carefully undid my trousers and let them drop to the floor, then removed my boxer shorts. I looked down at her face, the thick bronze foundation was complimented by soft pink lips and perfectly drawn eyeliner.
Her right hand had just grasped my cock, when we were interrupted by several loud knocks. "Oh, fuck" Quinn cursed as she released her grip "probably Mariam made another mistake on the lotto machine."
Quinn opened the door slightly and I could hear Mariam on the other side. "It's that machine again" she whined "I don't know what I did, but I can't fix it."
Mariam's father (Issa Hadid) was the current CEO of Moe's Marketplace, a chain of twenty-four-hour convenient stores all over the state. His father (Mariam's grandfather) had moved to Australia years ago from Oman. He had started with one store and built an empire. Now he was retired and lived a quiet life in a mansion he had built in the hills outside the city.
Mariam was next in line to inherit the business, but she was known to be a bit of a party girl, so her parents had forced her to get a job in the company, to work her way up from the bottom. At twenty-five years old she didn't seem to have many practical skills and would often spend her shifts scrolling through her phone, unless someone directly asked her for assistance.
"Okay, but you need to do something for me" I heard Quinn saying. I must have missed part of the conversation "remember that secret I know about you. Well, this will make us even, okay?"
"And you'll fix the machine?" Mariam replied.
"Yes, now get in here so I can explain what you need to do" Quinn opened the door further and practically dragged in the hijab covered girl.
Mariam gasped loudly when she saw me "what the hell is going on here?" thankfully she wasn't loud enough for any customers to hear.
"What's going on here" Quinn said sternly, moving forward and pinning Mariam to the wall. (Oh gosh! I was even more turned on now.) "Is that you're going to help him cum. I don't care how you do it, just make sure that boy cums before he leaves here this morning." And with that Quinn stormed out of the room, closing the door behind her.
We each stood there for a minute, unsure of how to proceed. Mariam was beautiful, despite being almost entirely covered up. Her beautiful brown face was all that appeared beneath the jade green cloth and her thicc curves were quite visible beneath her black uniform. Her long nails had been painted green to match her hijab. She looked at me and didn't seem to be impressed.
"Do you have any condoms?" she sounded bored.
"Yes" I replied "they're in my bag, I'll get one."
She nodded and walked over to the couch. However, instead of sitting on the couch she pulled her trousers down, revealing two smooth and sexy legs, a lighter shade than her face and hands. Without ceremony she then removed her jade panties and bent over the side of the couch.
I took a condom out of my bag and placed it over my cock. "Why is it purple?" she asked.
"That's my girlfriend's favourite colour."
"You have a girlfriend? Since when?"
"A few weeks now, we're not exclusive though."
"That's good" she nodded in approval "I have about four guys in my current rotation." She then took out her phone and began scrolling through social media.
"Just do what you need to do" she didn't bother to look at me "and finish quickly if you can."
I didn't say anything after that, I don't think she wanted me to. Instead I moved around behind her and slowly slid my erection into her vagina. I started slow and built up a good rhythm, not that she seemed to notice. However, I was enjoying myself and reached out a hand to squeeze her plump ass. That felt amazing, she was a bit heavier than Jessica and would have been called chubby.
Shifting my position I began thrusting downwards toward her belly. "Mm..." that was her first reaction to my penetration. I continued with this strategy and started moving faster. I heard her phone drop onto the couch and saw her right hand grasp the edge of a cushion. "You're not bad night shift guy, but don't start something you can't finish. If I don't cum from this now, my daddy will have you fired."
"Sounds fair" I replied, slapping her bum playfully.
We kept going for another five minutes before she started to climax. It wasn't a scream like I'd heard with other girls. She began with a soft growl and some deep moaning. There was something earthy about the way she moaned into the couch cushion. After she had finished climaxing I slowed down to give her a moment.
"Oh, fuck" she said after a few minutes "that's the best I've had for a while."
"Anytime" I replied, feeling smug.
"Did you cum yet?" she was repositioning herself and now sat upright on the couch, her curly dark hairs on full display. I shook my head. "That's good, I want to see your face when you do. Now, be a good employee and put that tool of yours back where it belongs."
"Yes, ma'am" I replied, doing a silly fake salute. Her cute laugh only made me feel harder as I slid my cock back inside her.
This time I could see her face while we had sex. She really was beautiful, her fat rosy cheeks staring up at me as I took pleasure her now quite lubricated organ. She then started undoing her buttons from the top. After several buttons I have an amazing view of her breasts, trying to burst out.
"Stop there" I panted.
"You enjoy my cleavage?" she asked seductively.
"It's... my favourite... part" I managed to get out.
I was so close now, almost there. She must have sensed it too because she gave me a cheeky smile. I couldn't hold on any longer and came explosively inside her. I kept thrusting as jets of cum left me, one after another. I had spent all my energy and soon collapsed on top of her.
