For the last three months, I tried to summon up the courage to ask Anika out. The shop closed at 10 pm daily, and I usually popped in about half an hour before closing. I knew that we would be alone, and we were. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it.
As soon as I’d walk into the shop, my heart would beat against my chest. Sweat would form on my hairline, and my mouth would dry up. I usually found solace in the candy section, picking out a new chocolate to try. I knew I shouldn’t because I had eaten one too many, but it’s the only thing that made me feel better.
I’d close my eyes and picture walking to the counter, my chest sticking out and my voice deep as I told her to lock the door and bend over the counter so I could give it to her doggy style. I chuckled internally. I could barely look at her while speaking, never mind telling her my deepest desire.
Tonight is the night. Ugh. Who am I kidding? I had said that to myself every night for the past three months but always managed to find an excuse.
I walked into the empty shop and saw Anika sitting, looking at her phone. Her head was tucked in between her shoulders and her knees pressed together. She’d always greet me, but her moist eyes showed that she was elsewhere.
In the candy section, I thought about what could be troubling her. I wanted to ask her, but I didn’t want to pry. Maybe I’ll seem insensitive and uncaring if I don’t ask.
As I walked to the counter, I realised that I wasn’t nervous. Oh, my God. This is the first time. “Hi, Anika.”
She barely moved her lips as she stood up. “Hey, Charl.”
She scanned the chocolate and the chips, then asked, “Anything else?”
I looked into her hazel eyes. God, they were so beautiful and smudged by tears. “Are you okay?” I asked.
She nodded as her gaze lowered. That was the first time she looked away first. Usually, that was my reaction. “I don’t believe that,” I added. “What’s wrong?”
She shook her head and kept quiet. I really didn’t want to pry, but I felt that she would feel better if she told someone.
“I don’t wanna bother you with my problems,” she said. That confirmed my suspicions.
“No, you’re not bothering me. Tell me. I wanna know, really.”
“My boyfriend cheated on me.” Two tears slid down her face.
“Oh, man. I’m so sorry. That’s terrible.”
She wiped the tears and shook her head. “I’ve invested so much time and effort into making us work, and this is the thanks I get.”
I put my hand on her shoulder and said, “I’m sorry.” I couldn’t believe it; I was touching her.
“He’s such a bastard,” she said. She shook her head and then groaned with her teeth clenched. “I so badly wanna get back at him for what he’s done. I want him to feel the pain that I’m feeling.”
“How do you plan to do that?”
Her eyes raised and met mine. They locked in, and I felt a need to look away. I had never looked in the eyes of a girl for that long. Hold eye contact. Show her you’re a real man.
“Kiss me,” she said.
“What?”
“Just do it before I change my mind.”
I froze. I didn’t know what to do. What if she was joking and wanting to laugh at me as I leaned in.
She frowned as I kept still. “Charl, kiss me.”
I gulped and slowly leaned forward. My nerves had prolonged our lip infusion, irritating her. She clutched my collar, pulled me towards her and shoved her tongue into my mouth.
My dick got instantly hard. I was ready to pull it out and have her suck it. For some stupid reason, I pulled back. She frowned and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“I don’t know. I’m just nervous.”
“Why?”
“I’m worried someone’s gonna see us,” I said.
Anika walked around the counter and then locked the door. She switched off the lights, and the fridge’s light outside enabled us to see each other slightly. She stepped towards me and grabbed my dick. My heart banged against my chest, and I felt like I couldn’t breathe. Nerves and horniness overwhelmed me.
She slid her tongue into my mouth as she squeezed my dick over my pants. Anika lowered her head and kept lowering it until she got on her knees. She unzipped my pants and pulled out my dick. As she wrapped her lips around it, I breathed heavily out of my mouth. I felt like I was going to cum.
After sucking me off for a few minutes, Anika stood up and then grabbed my hand. She escorted me behind the counter and told me to sit. She pulled up her skirt and sat on my dick. Her arms were around my neck, and mine were on her waist as she bounced on my dick.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. My deepest desire had come true, and I couldn’t keep in the excitement. So I bust inside her. She stopped and looked at me. I avoided eye contact, ashamed to look at her.
She got off me, and I pulled my pants up, then walked out. I couldn’t stop thinking about what had happened. Thank God no one saw us. I wouldn’t be able to handle anyone finding out about me having sex in public. Word would spread throughout the neighbourhood and would probably reach Anika’s boyfriend’s ears. I pictured him being tall and muscular—the type someone like Anika would like.
As I neared my home, I realised that the shop had infrared cameras.
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