Knowing that I (re)made up my mind that he was off limits. No way I was about to be that notch in his belt the one that literally every dude in there ...anted. So we flirted a lot we actually became friends because I constantly reminded him how he wasn't shit and that I wasn't the one. *Rolls Eyes* We exchanged numbers lots of texts, drinks at the bar during after work parties, plenty of conversations over lunch everyday but I was strong as hell and ignore all of his advances.One day we got an. ' She leaned over and started making out with him, then tugged at the bottom of his shirt and said 'will you take your shirt off?'She repositioned so he was sitting up shirtless and she was laying on her side in his lap, nibbling on his abs and rubbing her hands on his chest and arms. He reached over and grabbed her ass and kept squeezing it, and she wiggled it around approvingly. She asked him if he'd been working out and he said he always did, and she asked if he had been more than normal. He. When I got home, my mother and sister Wendy were really interested inmy new job at Doris's. Mum could recall having shopped there a coupleof times before, but couldn't recall meeting Doris herself. I was allexcited telling them about how glamorous Doris was, and that I reckonedshe must have been a model judging by her deportment. They bothlaughed, and said they'd have to drop by the shop and see forthemselves some time. I then told them what Doris had said, about the10% discount on fashions,. Better than I ever could have imagined."I thrust up into you, burying my cock deeper inside you. Your delicious cum is oozing out of you, probably ruining my jeans, but I could care less as I use it to lube up your ass."Lean back," I command. "Keep your arms around my neck and lean back."I see the question in your eyes, but you know better than to disobey me. A sly smirk appears on my lips as you lean back. I thrust up again, harder this time, the new angle allowing my cock to hit your g-spot.