Dominique's Pleasure

Unwind Me

I was working another late night shift, it was my last one before I started my two weeks vacation in Aruba. My boss, who was such an inconsiderate jerk ball-- Mr. Oswald-- made me work an extra three hours after my original shift had ended. Not much people were in the restaurant tonight, though, so I wasn't that mad. Plus there was the opportunity to getting more tips.

Anxiously, I was looking over at the last customers, an elderly couple, munching on the remnants of their meal. Any minute now, I would expect them to call for the bill. They were frequent clients, who visited the restaurant routinely every week. I was anxious to get home and unwind from the stressful day.

My vacation will commence the minute I clock out at the end of my shift. I made sure to pack my bags, knowing I would be heading to the airport to catch my flight early in the morn. The whole idea of a tropical excursion sent a shiver of excitement through me. All of the piña coladas, mimosas and bellinis I could possibly drink, while I lay along the sands of the Caribbean Sea.

Without a doubt, I needed this break to rejuvenate myself as well as get back into the swing of things. Working long hours has gotten in the way of me relieving my s****l urges. Using my vibrator to ease the tension was not enough. I needed a big release and having a nice, pulsing pipe clogging all of my holes could alleviate that. There were countless nights, I would masturbate all alone in my room trying to give myself a pathetic form of an orgasm. It worked when I was a virginal teenager, but using my fingers doesn't give me the same advantage of an orgasm as the real deal.

I need a man. I definitely needed someone to massage my c**t with slow ministrations preferably with a wet tongue and skillful fingers. Just thinking about s*x made me wet and my breast heavy.

Stuck in my horny haze, I was completely unaware of the old couple beckoning me towards them for the bill. I grabbed the little booklet prepared for them.

"I hope you had a wonderful meal," I smiled sweetly handing the bill to the gentleman. "It was a pleasure serving you tonight."

He handed me the booklet with a credit card. Giving them a smile, I headed over to the machine to put in the payment as quickly as I can so I can hit the road. When I opened the booklet, surprisingly, I see a hundred dollar bill. I couldn't help the grin adorning my face, maybe I'd thank Oswald after all for forcing me to stay back.

Maybe this luck will go with me to Aruba; Lord knows I need it.

Heading back with a big grin on my face, I handed the credit card over and bid the sweet couple farewell. My shift was officially over and I couldn't wait to get home and soak in the tub. I was walking back to the employee locker room thinking of the warm water caressing and soothing my body.

I was startle to see Lukas and Emily still here. They were both waiters and their shift ended an hour ago. Their faces looked guilty and I felt like I walked into something. They scurried out of the locker rooms with a quick goodbye, leaving me alone.

I took off my apron and started unbuttoning my linen shirt. I jumped, startled by someone's breath on my shoulder. Arms began to wound around my waist and I turned into the person's embrace to be tête-à-tête with Will.

I didn't make any move to push him away and he made it out that I was interested. He began peppering kisses along my neck, while opening my shirt wider exposing my bra. Will and I fooled around here and there, but for the most part it was just foreplay.

Will was the assistant manager, who'd only started working at the restaurant for a year. I'd been working here 3 years prior and was vying for the job. However, Will was some big shot at another restaurant and Oswald was paying top dollar to have Will manage the place. For a while, i was pretty salty that I had to work alongside Will, when I wanted his job. Overtime, we recognized the chemistry between us and we'd kissed. After the initial shock of our kiss, we decided to play around whenever we were off the clock, except it never left the locker rooms. We've reached a level of mutual understanding that we didn't want a relationship, just s*x.

I lifted Will's head so that his lips met mind.Since he so kindly offered himself, I had no intention of using a vibrator tonight. I needed a warm body. A warm body slicked with sweat with my legs intertwined with theirs and no indication where our bodies started and ended. Thinking, I could wait until I go to Aruba, was a mistake on my part. I needed a pulsating flesh deep with in my p***y. And whatever Dominique wants is what she gets.

Will branded his unique taste onto my lips. His teeth nipping my bottom lip and his smooth tongue laving the part he'd mildly injured. Kissing could be so erotic and with expertise it could be just as pleasurable as f*****g. Will had reached expert level. He had awakened a dormant part of my libido and no s*x toy could ever elicit enough pleasure to tame.

My hands trailed their way exploring Will's body. His hands were groping my butt, kneading each cheek like dough. I wished he would slip those expert hands between my thighs and cup the heat of my s*x.

As if reading my thoughts, will gripped my thighs and hoisted me in the air. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist as if it was second nature. My back met the cold metal of the lockers, the buttons on my shirt loosened. This is as far as we normally get, but tonight I wanted to go further and seal the deal.

He started kissing up my neck, nipping at a sensitive spot between my collar and neck. His lips left a heated trail and my body felt like it was on fire. I needed him inside. I started to loosen his belt buckle, my movements were anxious.

"I need you inside of me," I said wantonly. Will let out a husky chuckle. He put me back on my feet, took his shirt off and continued to unbutton his slacks. I couldn't help stare at his body. He had a magnificent figure, leaned and muscled in all the right places. I followed the trail of hair that led to the considerable size bulged in his boxer brief, foreseeing the pleasurable future.

Somehow I was parched and licked my lips wanting to taste his essence on my lips. Maybe penetration would have to wait, I needed to taste Will. Walking to him, kneeling down, I slid his pants and underwear, letting out a squeal as his c**k sprung out from its confinement. Will smoothed down my hair as I stared in wonderment at his sizable erection.

Poking my tongue out I gave it a sizable lick, tasting the salty flavor of him. The man shuddered and groaned. Will's grip on my hair tightened, beckoning my face closer. My mouth engorged all of him in its moist depth. His c**k's head hitting the back of my throat as my forehead press against his pelvic bone. I was relaxing my throat, so not to trigger my gag reflex.

Will was moaning and I pulled my head back until his d**k sprung out my mouth with a pop. I continued my ministrations, encompassing all of his length within my mouth. I liked the feel of Will convulsing in pleasure as I laved his phallus with my tongue.

"I need to be inside you when I come." Will groaned as he held my shoulders to lift me up. I shimmied out of my black slacks and threw my shirt on the ground. I heard the rip of plastic and Will positioning a condom on his dick.I stood before him in just a lacy thong and bra and watched him stroke his length, admiring that he came prepared as if he knew one day we would be in this position. His mouth was back on mine before I could even think. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my back still pressed to the lockers.

He pulled my underwear to the side and positioned his head right at my wet entrance. Never mind that he didn't want me to take it off, in fact I didn't want to take it off. I liked the feeling of the soft lace grazing my hardened c******s. I felt like this was the moment I was waiting forever since I saw him. Despite being jealous of him, I had had a crush on Will from the very first day I met him. He was sexy and smart and a considerable guy compared to Mr. Oswald. The many times I wanted to quit, especially since I didn't get the raise or promotion I'd wanted and worked hard for, Will talked me out of it.

When his head slipped in, we both let out a sigh of adulterated pleasure. Will started pumping within me, my p***y clenched around his c**k that went straight to the hilt. Will was slightly above average size, but it still filled me up nicely. I couldn't help the guttural moan that escaped my throat. The pleasure was out of this world and I couldn't help wrapping my arms tighter around him wanting Will to get closer.

Will pumped faster, but I felt like he was holding back. He slipped out and I was disappointed. I let out a little whimper. Will nipped my bottom lip, "turn around." he commanded me and I felt my c**t pulsed.

As I turned around with my back against his chest, he gave my left cheek a nice tap and his c**k head was teasing my puckered hole. Before I had time to resonate the pain from my butt, he bent me over and I tried placing my palms against the locker to stabilize myself. He slipped into my warm folds and my back arched as he pounded his c**k within me. A steady machine, pumping rhythmically, well lubricated from my juices and really productive.

"Ah, please don't stop." I sounded like a starving woman being fed after a long time of hunger.

"Right there Will," I moan. "fu-f**k me." I've never been a person to talk dirty during s*x, but Will was hitting some pleasurable spots that brought out a different side of me. My s****l side was lying dormant and this stimulation was like trying something new.

Will grunted, "oh God Dominique, you are so f*****g tight." The naughty compliment made me clench my p***y around his c**k, he shuddered and I could feel he was close to his release just how I was so close to mine. I could feel the tell-tale sign of my orgasm, my hands clawed the locker, Will plunged deeper within me. I needed to hold onto something.

I swiftly stood up causing Will to slip out, his p***s making a wet plopping sound. I turned around, pulled him towards me and placed my leg on his shoulder. I positioned his c**k and let him do the rest. I was standing now with one foot on the ground and Will holding me up. We were doing a dance; a dance old as time. He would thrust in and I would arch my body meeting his receiving thrust. Our body was one single locomotive.

I felt my p***y clenched and started milking Will's c**k. I threw my head back and let out a scream, the pleasure had me soaring. My eyes rolled in the back of my head. Will still was pumping into me, riding the waves of my orgasm, in the process extending it. That moment, I felt like I could die with so much pleasure. When my orgasm was about to subside, Will's c**k pulsed within me, I could feel his warm juices shoot within the latex barrier that protected my womb from his seed. His groans of pleasure filled the locker room. I pulled him out of me, and got on my knees to receive the rest of his essence. I sucked him dry.

We were both done, naked and sweaty. We both had reach pleasurable heights. I was putting back on my wrinkled clothes, when Will stopped me from putting on my bra. He sucked on my n****e, and fondled the other breast. I moaned throwing my head back and extended my neck, as he moved to the other breast and gave it the same attention. I almost cried when he stop his ministrations to kiss my neck. His lips soon connected with mine.

"Don't forget what you will leave behind. Have fun in Aruba." Will murmured in between kisses. At that moment, I forgot about the tropical excursion and lived in the moment of Will's kisses.

Who said you needed a vacation to unwind? All you needed was good loving.