It takes a manger and an employee. Or if you’re the friend of a manger who needs to get laid on friday night it takes you and the new girl. I pulled...the tray counted the money and faked two signatures while she cleaned up. Great thing about counting money by yourself is you just have to make sure it comes out close enough to being right. Grab the clipboard and went to count inventory in the stock room. I heard the sound of Lily’s feet headed towards the back-room, she peeked her head in and. "Whatever you want!" I was hoping you'd say that!" She grabbed my wrists, one at a time and lashed them to the headboard with a couple of her father's old ties. With my arms extended, spread-eagle fashion, I was now powerless to stop her from doing whatever she wanted, no matter how kinky. She removed her panties and, wadding them up, stuffed them in my mouth. She tasted every bit as good as she smelled. Continuing with her chores, she removed my shoes, socks, pants, and boxers, all the while. I spotted what I thought was her car, but no one was in it. When I circled back she was standing next to her car, waving at me. I pulled the truck up and got out. We exchanged hellos and she climbed in the truck. She asked me what I wanted to do. "Kiss you" I responded. "OK" she said as she smiled back. The kiss was long and wet and passionate. The temperature in the truck was definitely getting warmer. She asked what we should do next, I suggested we check out the motel she selected and. ”“I see,” he said.He let me take his shirt off, and then returned the favor, staring at my breasts as they were revealed to him. I knew my nipples were rock hard, because I knew what I was about to do. I dropped to my knees and reached up to manipulate his belt. It was tight, as well as being big and bulky, but I got it loose. I unzipped him, and pulled his jeans down. He bent forward a little bit, because his erection was trapped, and my pulling on his pants was pulling on it too. Eventually.