I quietly gasp and pull away from her pussy, my lips slick with her arousal. My mouth is open, and I breathe once, twice, before burying my face between her legs again.

Above me I can hear the sounds of her finishing up an exchange with a customer. The register beeps and she thanks them for coming in. As soon as the door slides shut, she pushes me away from her crotch and stares down at me, on my knees behind the counter. The dirty floor has scuffed my pants, and the front of my shirt is a mess of drool and her wetness. Her black work pants are only pulled down just enough for me to see the smooth mound of her vulva, her panties lost in the identically-colored fabric.

A hand runs through my hair, and I look up at her. "Too loud, new kid." she says, her eyes meeting mine. She'd let her customer service facade fall away, and her eyes were stern. "I could hear you panting down there. And besides that, you shouldn't stop until I say." I look up at her apologetically, nodding. She smiles, knowing that I won't do it again. I settle back into my position, trying not to hit my head on the underside of the particle board countertop. Behind her, the plastic casing that holds the cigarettes reflected a warped image, the only view I have of the shop. The rest of my vision is dominated by the smooth skin of her hips, beginning at her undone pants, and ending at the blue hem of her company polo shirt. Directly in front of me, at perfect head height, is her soaking wet pussy.

I shift again, the uncomfortable position beginning to tire my legs. Noticing the discomfort in my expression, she tilts her head, a look of mock-sympathy coming over her face. "Aw, are you having a hard time down there?" She puts her thumb on my chin, uncaring for the mess she was getting on her hand. "Just be glad that I only had you fitted with the 'new kid' plug."

Smiling to herself, she looked up just as I heard the chime of the door sliding open to admit another customer. "Hi! Welcome in!" she said, seamlessly adopting her bubbly checkout girl voice. Parting my lips, I inched myself towards her, and she reacted in kind, her pelvis pushing against my open mouth.

"Just let me know when you're ready to check out!" Her voice didn't waver.