Quickie

         "You're ok on your own? We close in less than an hour anyway." My boss asked me, on his way out of the small record store where I was working to save money for school. "Yea, I'll be fine." I replied. The hour before closing was always dead, and you'd be lucky to see even a single customer. Knowing I'd likely have the rest of the shift completely alone, I put on one of our old Black Sabbath records and sat back behind the counter to enjoy the Reeses cups I had purchased on my break earlier. Before I knew it the clock read nine fifty eight and I began to prepare the shop for closing. To my frustration, just as I went to shut off the lights I heard the front door chime. I begrudgingly returned behind the counter, and pulled up my cloth face mask. "Good evening, can I help you with anything?" I asked from around the corner before even seeing who had entered the store. As I turned the corner I was met with a tall, dark man who's tightly trimmed hair carved a stark line between his forehead and low hairline.

         "Oh, I'm ok thank you- just browsing." He replied in a soft, deep voice. I couldn't make out much of his face beneath his mask, but I did notice his body. Clad in a skin tight, white blouse and slim, navy blue dress pants it was difficult not to stare. His pecs were bulging and tugged at the upper most buttons of his shirt as if they were going to burst undone at any moment. His powerful forearms stretched out from his rolled up sleeves, etched all over with protrusive veins. Most noteworthy of all however was the man's thick, juicy ass. The way it jutted out from his lower back just beneath his belt, and the way his slacks sunk deep into his crack made me drool. I followed him around the store stealing glances at every chance I got, completely ignoring the time.

         "Is there a problem?" The man asked, clearly irritated by my presence. Flustered by him noticing me I stuttered. "N-no, sir." I couldn't even think of an excuse for tailing him everywhere he went, although the store being technically closed for over twenty minutes would have sufficed. Embarrassed and blushing I rushed back to the counter, simply waiting for him to finish. It was nearing eleven o'clock when he finally approached me. "Is there a bathroom here?" The man asked. I explained that there was, but since we had been closed now for nearly an hour he would have to leave immediately after using it.

         "Oh, I'm so sorry for my intrusion, you should have said something." He said in a genuine, apologetic tone. "Oh it's alright, you can't kick out a customer." I explained, my eyes darting between his crotch and his face. I couldn't stop staring at his long, meaty cock that was on full display beneath his tight slacks. I was so aroused at this point that I could no longer hide it. "I'm very sorry for saying this, sir, but I cannot take my eyes off of your body. You have no idea what I'd do just to touch you." I blurted out, clutching the bathroom key tightly. The man clearly taken a back.

         After a brief moment of painful silence, the man laughed. "Is that so? Sorry young man but I'm married- to a woman." He said, flashing his large, vascular hand and the tight gold band around his ring finger. I slumped my head and apologized dearly. "But.." He continued. "I'd try anything once. How about you close the store, and meet me in the washroom." My eyes nearly burst from their sockets. I couldn't even speak to agree to his advances. He continued laughing, taking the bathroom key from my hand and walking slowly down the far left aisle of the store. I hurriedly shut off all of the lights, locked the door, and didn't even bother counting the till. I nearly sprinted to the bathroom, which let out a radiant light like a beacon in the dark store.

         I entered the small, yellow walled room, the man looked down into my eyes, and shut the door behind me, locking it. "No one can ever know this happened. There aren't any cameras here, right?" He sternly asked. "No, sir. You don't even need to take off your face mask or tell me your name- totally anonymous, I'll just be your little slut." I stammered. He sighed. "Good. Now get on your knees, let's see if you can rim me as well as my wife- I'll be honest my money's on her." I obediently fell to my knees beneath him, and pulled my white, cloth mask down, tucking it underneath my chin. He scruffed my hair with his hand, and turned' round, unbuckling his belt.

         I watched unblinkingly as not to miss a second of his undressing. First he stepped out of his dress pants, and then slowly shimmied out of his tight, grey briefs. His long, dark cock fell between his thighs- the sight of it, and his big, swollen balls hanging beneath his large, muscular ass made my mouth water. I crawled toward him, and grabbed at his ankles, kissing my way up his toned, hairless legs. I angled myself beneath him and between his thighs, taking a long, wet lick up the back of his cock. My tongue carved between his fat, sweaty balls and all the way up his taint. "Oh shit.." He grunted as my nose slid into his ass crack.

         Teasingly I wiggled my nose around a bit, grabbing greedy handfuls of ass, and massaging it lovingly. Finally I buried my face between the two great, tanned mounds of flesh, and began to eat him out. With my lips locked around his anus I reached around and took a handful of his now engorged, throbbing cock. I began to moan like a whore. I couldn't believe how good it felt to worship this man. Just as his breathing and grunting began growing to climax, and I was nearly about to cum myself, he yanked my head out from his ass, grabbing his stomach. "Shit.. I thought I could hold it, but I've gotta.. fart. I did actually need to use the bathroom, you know."

         I paused for a minute and smiled up at him, a gooey mixture of his ass sweat and my saliva trailing down my chin and staining my shirt. "I don't mind a bit of gas, sir- actually I really would like it if your let one go right in my mouth." He smirked beneath his mask, his lips displacing the fabric slightly. "Damn, ok. Keep on eating me out then, you got my wife beat there." He stepped forward, and grabbed a hold of a nearby shelf for support, pressing his other hand against the wall. His stomach growled loudly, and I eagerly returned my lips to his asshole.

         Continuing the rimjob, the man's stomach became more and more audibly upset. After just a minute he arched his back as his massive booty swallowed my face deeper. He grabbed me by the hair tightly, I knew it was coming and recoiled my tongue back into my mouth, leaving my lips sealed around his anus- I was on my knees ready to eat his farts. "Oh shit.." He grunted as a bubbly, warm gust of air burst into my mouth. The feeling alone nearly brought me to orgasm, and the sound- the deep groaning of his gas billowing down my throat was heavenly. Quickly the taste of his ripe, eggy fart filled my mouth. It was so unbelievably foul, but at the same time the most delicious flavour I had ever experienced. As I knelt below him like his toilet, I continued to jerk him off, my belly full of his fart.

         Not a moment later he reached orgasm, and screaming wildly in pleasure brought me to climax as well. He put back on his clothes, and I began to collect myself. We stood in silence for a moment before I let out a small belch. We both began to laugh. "Your breath smells like my farts." The man gleamed before I cordially bid him adieu. Just as he walked out through the stores front door he paused and turned back to look at me. I smiled. "I'll be here, if you ever need me." I said.