1. The Bikini Barista


    Date: 6/23/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male/Teen Female, Older Male / Female, Teen, Virginity, Young, Author: DaSpark, Rating: 91, Source: sexstories.com

    to get to have relations with her? Was he crazy? Didn't he realize she gave him such a crazy number so he would turn her down? Katrina had to turn on the wipers of her hunk of junk, it was raining again. Raining to match her mood. She was getting close to the coffee shop and her 6 hour shift. But it was after her shift that her mind on. Was she really going to do this? The tears she was holding in told her she was. Why hadn't she just said no? It had been 9 full days before Mr. Johnson reappeared. He walked up to her window on that sunny day, a huge smile on his face. Without her saying a word he plopped down a stack of cash. Katrina saw the $5000 dollar wrap tag. She couldn't believe it, he really was going to give her $5000. "Mr. Johnson, I only said $5000 because I thought you would think it was too much, I really don't. . . " "Katrina . . ." He said, reaching out and taking her hand in his. "I need this Katrina. I have dreamed about you ever since your first day in my class. Please don't deny me my fantasy Katrina." Katrina saw a tear slide down his cheek. She saw the desperation in his eyes. It was obvious that he truly did want her more than anything, and she still had a small spot of weakness for the man who had been so nice to her. "Ok . . . " She said quietly, not having the nerve to look in his eyes. "Oh thank you Katrina! Thank you!" He kissed her hand. "So, um, when?" Katrina didn't really care, she had very little life outside of her job right now, so she ...
    decided to make it after her last shift of the week. "Thursday. I get done here at 3 PM. Why don't we meet in the parking lot for Safeway?" "Done! Don't you worry baby, I will treat you like the diamond you are!" He literally skipped to his car, light as air on his feet. That had been three days ago. Katrina watched the street light through the swipes of her wiper blades. It went from red to green. She could see the coffee shop from here. She felt like a convict walking to the chair. She wanted out. She wanted to cancel, but didn't feel she could. She pulled into her spot and looked at herself in the rearview mirror. She finally felt like a desirable woman, yet she was about to sell the only true gift she had to give. She cured at the girl in the mirror and ran through the rain to her station. She never had been a clock watcher, the days always went quick there. But today, she wanted to slow that clock to a crawl. But rain meant busy days, since coffee was nicer on a cold day. Unfortunately, the hours passed like seconds, and she saw Mr. Johnson's car pull past her window, and saw him wave on his way to the grocery parking lot. Katrina did her mop up work and ran under the rain back to her car. She cried for about 3 minutes before getting composed. She touched up her make up in the car and drove up next to his car in the parking lot. She rolled down her window and he his. "Did you want to just follow me?" Mr. Johnson asked through the rain. "Ok. Don't drive too fast. My car doesn't ...
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