"Shhh!" Sam held his finger up to his lips as his girlfriend giggled. "You got to be quiet, baby. Otherwise, Shane will hear it, or the customers, and we don't want no-one to come and mess with our fun."
Her eyes widened, her smooth forehead creased and Estella nodded as the blond boy backed her up against the manager's desk. She did not know that this was a possibility, with so many doors between them and the storefront, but, despite the risk, she is not about to ask him to stop.
While the Joja store had been a popular spot in Pelican Town last Summer, due to the refreshing breeze of the AC, with the overall improvement of the economic situation of the region, this situation has not repeated this year. The employees were limited of wiping the same floors and shelves, waiting for customers that would not come.
Sam was bored out of his mind, and this is exactly why he asked of his girlfriend, the very reason for his employer's downturn, to come and amuse him for a while, until his shift did not end. She was not expecting that kind of amusement, though.
With a quick tap to her thigh, Estella knew to give a little jump, and she was soon perched on the edge of the table. She began to undo the buttons of her blouse but he grabbed her wrists, stopping her.
"No time for that, baby." The Joja employee whispered, his warm breath hitting against her reddening ear. "I need to be back on the floor before they notice where I've gone."
The farmer nodded and let her hands fall to the side before reaching to undo his belt and fly. She quickly tugged his half hard cock out of his boxers, letting it be hit with the cold air in the small room, and stroking him with vigour all the way to full hardness.
The blond let out a groan, hiking her light skirt up above her hips and shifting her knickers to the side.
"Hypocrite." She teased, before her voice was cut off with a gasp.
Sam pushed into her, surprising her and effectively cutting off her protest. He enjoyed her reaction for a second before sealing his mouth over hers in a kiss, to muffle her inevitable moan.
The young man began sucking on his girlfriend's lower lip, all on the while one of his hands gives support to her hip, while the other cups the back of her head, holding her in place. Her legs are hooked around his hips, and her heels are digging into his lower back.
"Sam!" She whimpered.
Her usually keen eyes were rolling at the delicious stretch of his cock, and her cheeks are heating at the noises her wetness was causing. If anyone came too close, there is no chance of convincing them of anything, and this idea excited them both.
"I know, baby." He cooed sweetly, his long fingers threading through her long hair, giving it a little tug to tip her head back, exposing her throat to his hungry mouth. "But you got to be good and keep quiet for me now. If you do, I'll let you show me all your pretty noises later on tonight."
Estella nodded rapidly, pressing her lips together to show him she was trying her best to be quiet and discreet.
Her boyfriend smiled softly, pressing his forehead against hers. Both of his hands now grasped her hips and held them tight to his, as her legs are now supported over his shoulder.
Emboldened by their relative position, Sam began thrusting harder and harder into her. His mind began to cloud with passion and desire, and he did not notice that the desk was scraping against the floor as he rutted into her, pens and papers clattering to the ground with the force of his thrusts.
Quivering, the farmer lowered her legs to his thin forearm, lifting her midsection up in a single motion, hoping to have her breasts pressed firmly against his own chest. To maintain her unstable position, she wrapped her arms around his neck, steading her hold even if her muscles relax and his abuse became much more intense.
The smell of sex and sweat hit her nose in that moment, and all she wanted was to bask on it. To that end, she buries her face into the crook of his neck, sucking and biting on it. It should also serve to muffle her uncontrollable moans as she climbed closer and closer to the edge of bliss.
"Good girl." The man groaned into her ear, his breathy voice trickling down her ear and neck like caramelized sugar. "Are you going to come for me, baby? Are you going to come on my cock?"
Estella nodded as best as she could, since her face is still hidden against his freckled shoulder.
Sam trailed one hand between her legs, his thumb reaching for her throbbing clit, and, with a few strokes, she was coming, her entire body pulsing. Their hips were grinding eagerly, rolling over his cock as he released with the clenching and throbbing of her cunt milking him of everything he had.
Panting, the blond man pulled out, admiring the way his come was beginning to spill out of her, before he readjusted her knickers back over her pussy, patting gently to keep his come safely inside.
He hugs her waist and helps her down the desk in a quick motion, handing her some paper tissues to clear her face off sweat. Not many would notice it, as the weather was hot and she worked the fields, but he admired her put-together look, and he enjoyed seeing it fall apart, only to be built back up again.
Sam kisses her lightly. "I love you. Thanks for coming to see me today."
"No problem." Estella smiled brightly. "But I'm expecting you tonight, too."
"Come on, you." He teased. "Let's get back to work."
