Coffee Shop Love - Sex Stories

Coffee Shop Love

The hours for the owner of an independent cafe and coffee roastery are eratic at best, and tonight was no different. Tonight, my two favorite baristas, Breanna and Courtney, and I manned the Phoenix Cafe flawlessly on a busy Friday night. Now that the shop was closed for the night and the doors locked, all that was left was the cleanup of our two-floor upscale coffee shop. "Who's up for a coffee?" I asked a bit energetically as I poured three small cups of coffee in to our plain white to-go cups? "Me." "Yeah." They answered at the same time, took a cup from me, and sat down at a square four-person table by the window, and I sat down with them. The Phoenix was in an upscale outdoor shopping center; upscale clothing stores lined brick walkways and a small grassy park and pond surrounded the theater at the end of the center. We drunk our coffee as we watched the last few remaining shoppers and employees walk by. Soon, even they we're mostly gone. Breanna, a mild mannered,lightly tanned brunette with short, curly hair that came down to her shoulders sat to my left. Today, like most days, she wore a skirt, this one black, and a skintight white sleeveless t-shirt that showed off her slim physique and small breasts, which was stained by spilled coffee and syrups. Her bright pink lipstick wore off slightly on her cup. Courtney was a redhead with long, flowing hair. She was very slightly chubby with light skin and was wearing a Metallica t-shirt and worn and then denim jeans. Unlike ...

... Bree, she could have a fiery temper when angry. We talked about upcoming band performances and movies, past relationships, and whatever else we could think of, until our coffee was gone. "Well, guess we better clean this place up," I suggested as I stood up and drunk the last lukewarm sip of coffee in my cup. The other two, following my order disguised as a suggestion, stood up, too, and we tossed our cups away before getting back to work. For the next hour, we swept the floors, wiped tables, cleaned the equipment, and made the whole Phoenix look like new for the Saturday morning crew. Finally, near midnight, we we're ready to cut the lights off and go home. They followed behind me as I flipped the light switch by the front door, opened the door, and locked it behind them. Then, we walked around to the parking lot where we all we're parked. "See you tomorrow night," I told Bree as I hugged her. "Yeah, I'll be here," she answered as she hugged back. "I know. I made the schedule," I joked as we let go. "Sleep well." "You, too," she responded before hopping in her Camry and started it up. She adjusted her radio before driving off as I turned to Courtney. "Ooooohhhh, you like her!" She joked and giggled. "What?" I blushed. "What makes you think that?" "You're not that sweet to the rest of us!" "Yes I am," I argued. "No you're not, and I saw you checking her out. Every time she bent over, you looked at her butt." I blushed. "I knew it!" she laughed and moved toward me. "Maybe a few ...