Lo**** Posted Saturday at 10:12 PM You come into my feed store for a couple bags of horse feed. As I heave the 50lb bags into the bed of the truck I catch you admiring my arms as I easily toss the bags. We're polite with each other, typical customer-employee banter but there is an intensity in your eyes. You hand me your loading slip and your fingers linger on mine for just long enough to express a hidden desire. "Got a long day ahead of you?" you ask, fishing for information on how long I'll be here. "Not really," I reply, sensing your interest but mostly clueless to your raw desire. "We close at 6 but I'm the warehouse manager and have to shut everything down and lock everything up." You look back at me and smile as you get into your truck and drive off. The last several hours I find myself thinking about you and becoming aroused. 6pm rolls around. I send my cashiers home and lock the store. I walk outside to lock up my warehouse and I see headlights pulling into the gate. "We're closed," I mutter to myself but then I recognize it as your truck. "Interesting..." You park in front of the one open warehouse door and get out of the driver's side. Earlier in the day you were still in "ranch mode" in Wranglers and cowboy boots, now you're in a floral sundress and sandals. I can't help but notice your toned legs from long days on the ranch. "Hi," you say cheerily, "I know you're closed but I had some horse feed questions. If that's okay." "Of course!" I reply, maybe a little too enthusiastically. You follow me into my warehouse and are amused to see my Nissan parked in the back corner. "Special parking?" you ask me. "Sunroof is stuck open and KSN was saying rain..." I shrug. "So what's your question?" You walk past the rows of various horse feed and stop next to my Nissan. "I really liked watching you lift those feed bags earlier." "Oh yeah?" I reply. I can feel my heart begin to race. "I don't need a gym, I have this place." You step very close to me, your back to my car. "I bet you could lift ME up," you purr, your eyes like flames. I reach around with both arms, grab your ass with both hands, lift you straight up and set you on the hood of my car. One hand caresses your face, the other grips your side as our lips meet. Minutes go by, your nails dig into my back as my kisses move to your neck. "Just so you know," you say breathlessly, "I'm not wearing underwear." My left hand slides the strap of your sundress down and as my mouth finds your breast my other hand slides up your thigh and enters you. You gasp and moan as I pleasure you on the hood of my Nissan in my warehouse. "Oh God," you gasp, "I need you in me now." I pull away from you and open the back door. You climb in onto your back pulling your dress up. I pull off my jeans and boxers and climb in after you. There's a sharp intake of breath as I enter you and you arch your back. We find our rhythm and melt into each other as all time ceases. Your nails dig into my skin and I feel you clench as you cum. That immediately triggers my own release as I explode inside of you. My entire body collapses onto you, both of us released of all tension. Another kiss and then you speak up, "I have dinner in the truck, I better get it home to my husband and kids before it gets cold. But," you say with a peck on my cheek, "I'll see you in a few weeks when we need feed again." I watch you get back into your truck and drive off. I put myself back together, lock up the warehouse and head to home, wondering if my wife would notice the scratches and smell you on me. ===== I really AM the warehouse manager for a feed store and that's a fantasy I would like to make happen.
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