1. Bad Shift, Happy Ending


    Date: 8/17/2024, Categories: Quickie Sex, Author: Mercury23 

    ... horny.

She hit send and started typing again.

So here’s what I want. I want to come round to your house, and when I get there I want you naked and hard on your bed.

I don’t want to talk.

I don’t want any foreplay.

I just want to get on you and ride you til I cum.

Then you can flip me over and fuck me as hard as you want, any way you want.

If you have to finish yourself off before I get there then go for it because I don’t want you to cum until I’ve had at least two orgasms.

Amy hit send before she could change her mind. It wasn’t like her to say things like that, she was usually quiet and a little shy, but today had really got to her.

What do you think?

She waited, wondering what Matt would reply. She knew he’d be surprised by her text, maybe even shocked, but she needed to say what she wanted.

Her phone buzzed in her hand but instead of a text, it was a photo of a pile of Matt’s clothes on his bedroom floor. Amy smiled.

The rest of her shift had been quiet which had given her time to think about her text which did little to alleviate her level of horniness.

The bus ride to Matt’s house seemed to take forever. Usually, she would go home after a shift, shower, and change, putting on nice underwear before going to his house. But tonight Matt would have to put up with her boring work bra and knickers - not that she planned on keeping them on for long.

Knocking at the door Amy stood nervously. A few moments later the door ...
    ... opened.

‘Hi Amy,’ Matt’s mum said, looking a little surprised. ‘I didn’t realise you were coming over tonight. What happened to your shirt?’

‘Hello, Mrs. Cooper.’ She looked down at her blouse. ‘Work happened.’

Her boyfriend’s mum nodded, smiling sadly for her. If she wondered if Amy was going to be sitting on her son’s bed in a stained shirt she didn’t say anything.

‘Well, Matt is in his room, but he’s probably sleeping since he didn’t answer the door.’

A smile started to form on Amy’s pretty mouth.I don’t think that’s the reason he didn’t answer the door.

‘Thank you, Mrs. Cooper.’ Amy said, stepping through the door, the warmth of the house a contrast to the cold and damp of the street. She slipped off her shoes, the thick carpet of the hallway feeling nice beneath her sore feet and she dug her toes into the deep pile as she took off her coat.

‘Let me take that for you, I’ll hang it up to dry.’

‘Thanks, Mrs. Cooper,’ Amy replied, letting her take the coat.

‘You’ve ripped your tights,’ Matt’s mum said as she took the coat. ‘Are you sure they’re not bullying you at Pizza Palace?’

Amy smiled. ‘Only the customers, Mrs. Cooper. It’s okay, they’re just my black work ones. I have lots more.’

‘The price of being a girl,’ Mrs. Cooper said. ‘Go on up, and tell my son I said to make a fuss of you. It looks like you need it.’

‘I will, Mrs. Cooper,’ Amy said, smiling, but knowing that being fussed over was not what she needed.

Stopping outside her boyfriend’s ...
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