In the dimly lit back office of the bustling coffee shop, Emily sat at her desk surrounded by stacks of paperwork. Her long, brunette hair was disheveled from the busy workday, a few strands falling into her face as she stared at the computer screen.
A knock on the door broke the silence. “Come in,” Emily called out, not bothering to look away from her work.
The door creaked open, and in walked Jake, the shop’s barista. He was a tall, lean man with piercing blue eyes and a mischievous grin. “Hey Em, I was wondering if you needed any help with that.”
Emily looked up and couldn’t help but smile at the sight of him. She had always found Jake attractive, but she had never acted on it, unsure if he felt the same way. “Sure, I could use some help,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.
Jake walked over to her desk and leaned against it, his gaze fixed on Emily. “I’ve always thought you were cute, you know,” he said, his voice low and husky.
Emily’s heart skipped a beat. “Really?”
Jake nodded. “Yeah, really. And I think you feel the same way about me.”
Emily hesitated for a moment before nodding. “I do,” she admitted, feeling her cheeks flush.
Jake closed the distance between them, his lips meeting Emily’s in a passionate kiss. His tongue explored her mouth, and Emily responded eagerly, running her fingers through his messy hair.
The kiss deepened, and Emily felt Jake’s hands exploring her body. He cupped her breasts, teasing her nipples through her shirt, before sliding his hand down her pants. Emily moaned as he touched her clit, rubbing circles around it with his thumb.
Jake broke the kiss, his lips traveling down Emily’s neck. He nibbled on her earlobe, causing her to shiver with pleasure. “I want to make you feel good, Emily,” he whispered in her ear.
Emily nodded, unable to speak. She wanted Jake just as much as he wanted her.
Jake pulled Emily’s pants down, exposing her wet pussy. He knelt in front of her, his tongue darting out to taste her. Emily moaned as he licked her clit, her hips bucking against his face.
Jake slid a finger inside Emily, feeling her tight walls contract around it. He added a second finger, curling them upwards to hit her G-spot. Emily moaned louder, her legs trembling with pleasure.
“Oh, Jake, I’m so close,” Emily gasped, her hips grinding against his fingers.
Jake quickened his pace, his fingers moving in and out of Emily’s pussy. He sucked on her clit, causing her to cry out with pleasure.
Emily’s orgasm hit her like a wave, her pussy clenching around Jake’s fingers. She moaned loudly, her body shaking with pleasure.
Jake stood up, his mouth glistening with Emily’s juices. He kissed her deeply, sharing her taste with her. Emily could feel his hard cock pressing against her leg, and she knew what she wanted next.
She reached down, unbuttoning Jake’s pants and pulling out his cock. It was long and thick, and Emily couldn’t wait to feel it inside her.
Jake positioned himself at Emily’s entrance, his tip pressing against her wet pussy. He looked into her eyes, and Emily nodded, giving him permission to enter her.
Jake thrust into Emily, causing her to cry out with pleasure. He moved in and out of her, their bodies slapping together in rhythm.
Emily wrapped her legs around Jake’s waist, pulling him deeper inside her. She moaned with each thrust, feeling another orgasm building up inside her.
Jake reached down, rubbing circles around Emily’s clit. She moaned louder, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave.
Jake followed her over the edge, his cock twitching inside Emily as he came. He collapsed on top of her, both of them panting and sweating.
Emily ran her fingers through Jake’s messy hair, smiling contentedly. “That was amazing,” she whispered.
Jake smiled back at her. “Yeah, it was.”
They stayed like that for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their encounter. And then, they got back to work.
