3 comments/ 94462 views/ 1 favorites Behind The Counter By: magichands Hello. This story was written many years ago by my late husband, Ted. It is short, but I liked it and thought I would post it. To refresh for any newcomers, Ted was my husband of many years. He was an instructor at a Massage Therapy School, and a prolific writer. A special thanks to "imsally" for helping me post this. We posted under Ted's user name. I haven't written personally as "magichandslee" for awhile as I am still recovering from a recent accident. I hope you all enjoy this little story as I did. Lee ***** It all started out as just a little stop at the local liquor store for a pint. Lee frowns on my drinking much, but I keep a pint around for a sip now and then. The first thing I noticed was the new young lady behind the counter. I smiled as she looked up at me. She was pretty, skinny, hair brushed back. Her eyes met mine, I couldn't help myself. I looked her up and down and said, "Yum yum!" with my best evil grin. I spotted the way her hand came up, brushed her hair back from her face. Her eyes smiled and she blushed, the pink color spreading across her cheeks. Fun to look at, but I am 57, and this little thing couldn't be more than 22 or so. She was dressed in a conservative sweater, slacks, nothing to really grab a man's attention. But she stuck in my mind. Enough, so that the next day on the way home, I swung in on impulse and grabbed a can of soda out of the cooler. This time I gave her a couple of light hearted wisecracks, again looking her up and down with an interested smile. Similar dress, a light sweater, slacks, just normal. This became a regimen, one day she asked me, "Why do you stop here? The store down the street has soda for half this price." "But then I wouldn't get to see you!" This brought out that blush I was beginning to enjoy again. It was the very next day that the change began. The first thing I noticed as I walked in the door was the dress. It came halfway to her knees, her legs were bare. The blouse she wore showed off her bra through the thin material. I grinned and gave her a "Yum yum!" again, she rewarded me with that delightful pink flush as her eyes met mine. I am good with people, I detected her interest, she was enjoying the attention. I made a special point of noting that I liked her new look. Every day after that, she had on a different outfit. The sweaters were gone now, I detected lacy bras through thin material, the skirts seemed to always be halfway up her legs. I made a point to comment every time. I was running late one afternoon, I pulled up to the store, spotting police cars everywhere. As I walked in, they were just leaving. She was behind the counter, her eyes were frightened. I asked what was going on, she told me the store had been robbed. She had been there all by herself, terrified. Then came the tears, I just opened my arms and she climbed into them, soaking my shirt as I held her thin body tightly. Finally I let her go, she smiled and thanked me. I told her she was fine, that was all that mattered. I made my purchase, started to leave. "Sir, please stay!" I could hear the fear in her voice. "I'm Ted, sure, glad to." It hit me I didn't know her name, there had never been a reason to ask. "Suzie," she said, sensing my thought. I hung around the store for over an hour as customers came and went, finally it was closing time. I walked her to her car, as she slid in she turned to me and said, "Thank you." "Getting to hug you made this one of my best days." She looked right at me, no blush this time. She smiled, got back out and wrapped her arms around me, giving me a swift peck on the cheek. Then she was gone. The next day, I walked in right on schedule. I noted right off that she had on one of those tops with a built-in bra. I also noticed it was at least one size too large. The outfit was the kind that curves up, leaving quite a gap at the top. I watched as she leaned over to get a paper sack, she was slow about it, looking right at me. I was looking right back, as she bent, the top opened up. Pretty as a picture, her smallish right breast came completely into view. She held the pose much longer than necessary, as I looked at her right nipple. It was soft and pink, flattened out in excitement. As she bagged my soda, she asked me again to stay with her. I told her I would love to, meaning it. So I sat at the end of the counter, as she waited on customers. She made a point of leaning over my way each time she reached for a bag. I saw first one nipple, then the other, over and over for a good hour. Suzie was putting on quite a show for me, and she knew it. I even saw her reach for something on the other side a couple of times, the back of her skirt sliding up high. Once, I got a glimpse of pink panties, tucked tightly between her smooth cheeks. Finally it was closing time, she asked me to help her move a few cases in the back. I said sure, she locked up and we went into the rear of the store. She excused herself for a moment, stepping into a side room I took to be the bathroom. She was back in no time. She told me she wanted the cases on the upper shelves, so I pushed a ladder over, and started to climb up. "No wait, let me, I know which ones." So I steadied the ladder as she climbed up. As Suzie leaned forward to grab the case, I realized there were no pink panties, I was looking at pink pussy, just a little tuft of brown. For a good twenty minutes it was up the ladder, a nice lingering view of pink pussy, then down the ladder, a nice lingering view of perfect little titties as she leaned over to set the boxes down. I was in heaven. But finally she was done, she thanked me. I told her, "No, thank you! That was fun!" Suzie smiled. "I thought you would like that." I walked her to her car. She gave me a hug, then climbed in. "Today was my last day. I am getting married tomorrow." I nodded, wishing her the best. I never saw her again, but I will always remember that afternoon. Behind The Counter Edited by Connie Ann. ***** My name is Hans, and I wake up early each morning to go to work. I own and run a pastry shop where I always eat my breakfast. I have done this since I started at my new job some months ago. The café is operated by my staff, a mother and her daughter. The mother, Ann is about 40-years old. She doesn't look like the typical baker but is quite tall, with long dark hair tied in a ponytail. Ann is tanned all year round and you might say that her skin looks like gingerbread. She has long slender legs and dark eyes. The daughter, Mary, who is over 20-years old is also a real treat. Her hair is cut short and her body is fit and well shaped. Each morning it is either the daughter or the mother that is behind the counter. I usually eat a cheese roll and talk with my employees. Since we work there early in the mornings, it tends to be quiet in the patisserie. They have packed up bread and pastries. The sandwiches are ready to be broaden. We usually talk about everything between heaven and earth, they usually ask what I have done during the weekend. They are both pretty and flirty by nature. I often sleep alone in my bed at night. They know that I'm married and unhappy. Ann is separated from her husband since a few years ago and it was after the divorce that she decided to open the patisserie with her daughter. A dream that she apparently had in her mind for many years. This morning was just like the previous mornings. It was only just after 5 a.m. when I walked into the cake shop, and Mary was in the process of packing up the morning's delivery of groceries inside the bakery. "Good morning," I said and stepped through the door. "Good morning my favorite boss," Mary replied and continued, "I will be done with this in a moment. Do you want to drink a cup of coffee with me later?" "Yes, of course I want to," I replied. I snuck in behind the counter and out of the tiny kitchen behind the store. The kitchen consisted only of a small sink, a fridge and a small kitchen table with two chairs. Inside the kitchen there was a small warehouse behind a door. On the kitchen counter was a coffee maker that just finished brewing a steaming pot of fresh coffee. "Hans! Could you can help me with this," Mary shouted from inside the store. "Sure," I replied back and hurried to her. "You could take these crates and I can open the door for you." I lifted up the heavy crates and Mary followed me out from the kitchen. She had on a pair of thin white cotton pants and through the fabric I saw her white lace panties. She really had outstanding and beautiful buttocks. When we got out to the warehouse, I saw that it looked like it had been organized by a perfectionist. There were crates, cartons, cans and other important things everywhere. I put down the crates on the floor where they should be. "I only wanted to see your muscles in action," Mary said and felt around my left bicep for a while. I didn't know how I should answer so I just smiled at her. I thought it was a nice compliment to receive and we went back to the kitchen. Mary continued to caress my upper arm and let her hands move over my chest. "I would love to see how you look under that tight t-shirt," she said and smiled. Before I could answer or even try to think clearly, her hands slipped under my t-shirt. She pulled it quickly and firmly off me and looked wide-eyed at my chest. "You are beautiful, and your muscles are so sexy," Mary said and rubbed her hands over my bare chest. "You're so fine, and I want to see more of you." Mary moved her hands quickly against my crotch and started to unbutton my jeans. Her touch made me rock hard, and her face burst into a smile when she closed her fingers around my cock through the fabric of my underwear. "Mm. It is hard and you are horny just like me," she said and pulled down the jeans to the floor. "What if somebody sees us here?" I said. Mary put her hand gently on my mouth and said, "Don't worry about anything. The door is locked and nobody can enter without the key so you can be completely calm." I couldn't resist any longer and said, "I want to see your naked body. I am just as curious as you are." "Certainly, I shall show it to you boss. You can see and feel as much as you want to," she responded and pulled her tight top over her head. She wore a thin, white bra with lace. It encloses a pair of magnificent tits. Mary looked deep into my eyes while she unbuttoned her bra and bared her tits. Her hard tits pointed toward me. They were round and firm and her dark chocolate brown nipples were stiff. She quickly took off the rest of her clothes and stood stark naked in front of me. "Come on and show me your hard cock so that I can see what I have been longing for." I took off my underwear and my cock popped up like a spring. "It was worth waiting for," Mary said and took hold of my cock before she jerked it slowly. She let her fingers on her other hand caress between her legs and they got wet by her juices. Then Mary put iced sugar on my cock. "I want some candy cane," she explained. I nodded as a reply, and she got down on her knees to suck my cock voraciously. Her tongue coiled around my shaft and it was impossible to resist this pleasure. I humped slowly in and out of her mouth. She stopped abruptly and stood up. Mary turned around and walked toward the table that was placed next to the opposite wall. She lay down with her upper body toward the table and stood with her legs apart on the floor. Then Mary put her hand between her legs and caressed her wet opening. She opened her lips as much as she could and I got full insight into her wet womb. "Come here and push your swollen cock into me," she commanded. I quickly obeyed and went behind her, as I moved the cock into her wet hole and took a firm grip on her hips. Then I pushed my manhood all the way inside her. Mary was surprisingly tight but I slipped easily into her wet pussy. I started to fuck her fiercely and she pressed against me to answer my thrusts. "It is so good, fuck me harder!" she said in a sexy deep voice. I felt how it started to twitch in my cock. Then I suddenly heard steps so I stopped and stood still. "What are you doing and why did you stop? I want more now," Mary sighed. "There is someone here in the store," I replied. "Oh, that must be Ann stepping through the door to the warehouse. She won't interrupt us," Mary said. "Hello, I won't disturb you two," Ann said and smiled at us. Ann wore a pale green spring dress. I felt immensely stupid where I stood naked, sweaty with my cock deep inside her daughter. "You didn't disturb us mother. Can't you see that I am tasting the goods?" Mary said. "I can see that," Ann answered and screwed herself a little. "Don't you want to join us? You have always wondered what our favorite Hans looks like without clothes." "Can I try some?" Ann asked and looked at me. I didn't know what to answer so I just nodded to Ann as a response. Her face lit up and she walked up to me and spun around in front of me. "Can you help me with the zipper, it seems to be stuck," she giggled. "Sure," I said and pulled down the zipper of her dress so that her smooth tanned skin was exposed. Ann let the dress fall to the floor and turned toward me. She was not wearing a bra and her chest was beautifully bronzed. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. "Don't forget my daughter," she whispered. I started to fuck Mary's wet pussy again. "Yeah just like that. Don't stop now. Fuck me really hard," she said. Mary caressed my balls while I massaged her breasts and nipples when I thrust hard into her pussy. "Yes, I will come!" Mary screamed and I fucked her even harder. I couldn't stop myself from coming so I pulled out my cock and let my load spurt out on Mary's buttocks and lower back. Ann took hold of my cock and squeezed out the last drops, and then she licked her fingers. "Was she good?" Ann whispered in my ear. "Mm, very good." I sat down on an old wooden chair that stood next to the bench. My body was completely relaxed. "He is very nice to me. Did you know that," Mary said and looked at her mother. "Yes, I can understand that he treats you good and looks very nice too," she replied. Then they looked at each other and smiled before they walked toward me. Ann stood close in front of me when she pulled off her panties. She was perfectly shaved and her large labia looked smooth. "We have decided that we cannot let you rest yet," Mary said. I must have looked puzzled when I stared at both of them. "You must take care of my mother's needs the same way you took care of me," she added. "That makes sense," I replied and smiled a crooked smile. "Taste her large wet pussy, I think it suits your taste," Mary said and squeezed my head between Ann's legs. Ann moved one hand downward to spread her labia so that I could access it properly with my tongue. I licked and suck on her clit and she tasted wonderfully sweet. I felt how Mary crawled in between my legs and started to suck my half limp cock. "We need to revive this," she said to Ann and I felt how she jerked me while she sucked on my cock. Do you need my help?" Ann said to her daughter. But she had no desire to move anywhere. I pressed my tongue firmly against her hard clitoris and put the middle fingers of my hand inside her. Ann's juices ran downward my finger. "Come and taste his cock now when it is hard," Mary said. Even Ann got down on her knees between my legs. It turned me on to get my cock sucked while my balls were fondled and soon my dick was as hard as a lollipop. Then Ann stood up, astride of me. "Let me feel your hard cock now," she begged. "Yes, I would love to get into your wet pussy, Ann. I am very happy to please you." Mary then stayed between my legs and took hold of my cock and steered it into Ann when she sat down on top of me. Ann was incredibly comfortable inside but also incredibly wet. She put her hands on my shoulders and began to rhythmically ride me. I leaned forward and licked her big breasts while my hands hugged her large buttocks. Ann increased her pace and leaned forward when she whispered in my ear, "I have longed to fuck you. Every time I saw you I only thought about how your cock would feel like inside my pussy." She sighed heavily and her pussy muscles hugged my cock. "You are beautiful and nice," I answered and looked at her exquisitely beautiful face that clearly showed how much she enjoyed it. "It is so thick and hard and I will come now." She screamed out her orgasm and rode me fiercely. I felt how a new load of cum was on the way and I lifted Ann away. Then Mary's hand and mouth were there and caught my cock. I felt how Mary sucked on my dick while Ann and I were united in a fierce kiss. She hugged me hard and my face got pressed between her breasts. I felt how my cock pumped my sperm into Mary's hot mouth. Ann and I sat still for a long moment entwined in each other's arms. Mary came and kissed my cheek. "You are welcome to fuck me and my daughter in the warehouse as often as you want," Ann whispered in my ear. I caressed her bare back with my hand and answered, "I will be more than happy to." Mary leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Can you follow us home tonight when we have closed the shop at six o'clock. We can get to know each other better by doing some group activities." I gave her a wink as response.