Thread by @dumb_cumster, okay this is a super specific scenario so bear with me (this [...]

okay this is a super specific scenario so bear with me (this idea stems from me being a barista and wanting to be in this situation)

imagine some kind of raunchy club, but in the corner is a little coffee stall, like a mini starbucks. you're one of the baristas-

and you see one of your usual customers, magne, talking to the club's owner. you see her hand him a large wad of cash, before she makes her way over to your counter. instead of ordering, she makes her way behind the counter and stands behind you, with both hands on the counter-

beside you.

you're about to ask her what she's doing, when her hands start rubbing at your hips before slipping under your apron. she starts grinding against your leg, and you can already feel how hard she is. she starts unbuckling your pants, one hand slipping underneath-

your underwear. she starts slipping your pants down, and frees her own cock. you start protesting, when she whispers in your ear that she paid to be able to fuck you when you take an order, and if you value your job you'll let her get her money's worth.

her hand trails down to start fingering you, spreading you open for her cock. you've dreamed of her fucking you, but you'd never expected this scenario.

in a swift motion, she's pushed herself inside you until she's bottomed out-

you can hear your coworkers snickering while they make orders, much to your shame.

a customer happens to walk up at that moment, smirking at you.

"go on," magne says in your ear. "take their order."-

you barely stumble through a greeting, to which at the end magne gives a little thrust. you whimper, and you can feel how hot your face is.

the customer starts telling you their order, and with a shaky hand you enter it into the computer-

the customer seems to enjoy watching you suffer, as with every entry you put in magne thrusts again, until she's picked up a steady rhythm. the customer ends up changing their mind what feels like fifty billion times, until you read back their order and-

they finally confirm it. but you feel dread sink in when they tell you that's only the first item of their order. the cycle repeats with each item, which is only two more, but it feels like an eternity. your core is heating up, magne's thrusting so nicely against your sweet spot-

finally, FINALLY, the customer says that's all they want. you read out their total, and they pay. you direct them down to where their drinks will be, and they wink at you before walking away.

"so good for me, baby," magne says as you duck your head-

you end up leaning on the counter on your elbows, barely able to hold yourself up as pleasure is coursing through your body. you can feel every twitch and movement of her cock inside you, and it's driving you insane-

until she finally presses her lips to your hot neck, saying that she wants you to cum together, that she's very close.

you push back against her, begging her for release, begging her to finish inside you-

magne finally thrusts one last time, her cum spilling inside you.

"so good," she whispers. "so good for mommy, you did such a good job~"

you can feel her cum trickling down your legs as your own orgasm makes your hips stutter-

and you feel your own cum run down your legs to mix with hers. you rest your head on the cold counter, your breath hot and heavy.

magne strokes your hair, riding out her orgasm for another minute-

before pulling out. she grabs some napkins that are next to you and gets to her knees, starting to clean you up with the napkin and occasionally her tongue.

once you're all cleaned up, she stands up and helps fix your pants-

running her hand along your back.

"i'll take my usual, love."

OKAY THAT'S IT FOR THIS THREAD OOP-

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