needs of the business

She was a well known Hacker and spunkbucket..

She had, as was her way been giving me a hard time all day. Giving me all the worst jobs, taking ages to come and authorise refunds or anything like that when I was on a till. All the time smirking- getting a kick out of it. I was on the late shift- this happened around three times a month, which was just all about I could put up with.
Alison was 40-ish, not particularly un-attractive...but her at work personality was awful. The uniform didn't help, she tended to hulk around. Big thighs.
After lunch at 3pm I needed to get more change and buzzed to get into the cash office.
She was there, playing with her phone. Idling.
We sorted the change out, deliberately as usual she blocked my way to the baggies of coins- pushing against me. She grabbed me roughly by the crotch, rustling my balls with her stumpy hands.
“We might be a bit late closing tonight, but I'll give ye a lift hame.”
she licked her lips, pushing her phone into my sight.
A lovely image, a swell of belly, a tangle of pubic hair, her pubic hair, and just in shot a penis, my penis, jammed into her gassy hole.
“ nae bother, I don't mind, nae got nothing planned”
I nipped her left nipple hard with my fingers, she flushed...I could almost smell her...
“ If you're good, I'll let you stick it up ma erse..again...”
Despite myself, I couldn't wait.
“you're such a tease Alison...”
She gave one of her loud stupid braying laughs. It was more like a seizure than a guffaw.

The evening passed slowly, there were hardly any staff in and they would dwindle down to three in the last hour. She'd let mike go 10 minutes early, just to get shot of him.

To be honest, I had absolutely no idea how this situation had arisen. One night about three months ago she had caught me staring at her monstrous buttocks, and in typically brash fashion she had simply dropped her trousers and panties, turned around so all I could see was her backside- she jist started warming herself up, I could just make out her stubby fingers working magic on her minge.
I admit I really didn't know where to look, I'd ran through various similar scenarios in my head- when in need of a wank- but this was real.
As it happened, just as her breathing started to get heavy and gaspy my cock got rock hard. Painfully hard.
It wasn't romantic at all, I dropped my trousers etc- and as she eyed me intently I tried to casually wank myself off...
“jist come here and ride me min”
she growled, gyrating her behind,
she was tight, it might have been the angle...we got to it quick- I went straight into pumping hard. We were a good match, her twat was a gooey mess, slurping and farting. Her back was pock marked with semi-raw and semi healed scratches and marks. My load boiled in my balls, I felt her spasm- her orgasm bursting over her in waves-
“fuckin' aye ye” she gasped, spittle flecking the desk.....she went limp, knees to jelly, my cock slipped out, nudging her arsehole- she moaned. I grinned, keeping my cock going with my left hand I worked a finger, then two into her arse- soaking up her cunt juice to ease the way-
“oh aye min, finish up there min, or on ma erse, I'm guid up there- tight as a fuckin schoolie- jist like new'”
she gabbed-
“righty ho” I managed to say, through gritted teeth. To late now, I eased into her arse, all the time leaving the depth to her. My purple bell end disappeared happily into her wee meaty ring- she pushed onto me- my cock going right in up to the balls. I could smell shite, but I didnae care.
I only lasted minutes....right up her arse, I kneeded and tore at her buttocks, grabbed at her tits, tearing her bra off. Her face banged off the cash desk.
My first spurt went in her, thick heavy and warm...I pulled out, grinning splashing her cheeks and quim, my last spurt felt like it would kill me- gushing splatters on her arse, what a mess.
We ended up on the floor, her cradling my cock.....
I felt so awful, but there was no doubt- she was a fucking great shag. It took a few minutes for her to get back into managerial mode....but eventually she did, just as I started to get dressed-
“hoy min far are you going, this is needs oh the business- we're biding here till you've wrecked ma hole”...
I said the only thing I could say.
“yes boss....”

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