The Case of the Yummy Yogurt Girl

The Yogurt Mountain store was located in a small strip mall off the main road, nestled between an appliance repair shop on one side and a Vape store on the other side.

Ursula entered the yogurt store and was immediately greeted by Jeremy, the shift manager. He seemed like a nice guy, a typical kid earning money for college in the fall.

"Hi, and welcome to Yogurt Mountain," he said warmly.

"Hello. I am Ursula, and I am supposed to start working here today."

"Great! We heard we had a new hire coming. I'll introduce you to the other girls and then I'll show you around before we start your training."

Two girls were sitting at one of the tables. They stood when Jeremy brought Ursula over to them. Both were wearing tight white blouses with too many buttons undone, showing ample cleavage. They also wore short black skirts that barely covered the cheeks of their butts.

"Girls, this is Ursula; she starts today. Ursula, this is Rachel and Tina."

Rachel was a pretty girl with long red hair, striking blue eyes and a slender figure. The tight skirt hugged her athletic ass. Tina was shorter with dark brown hair brushing her shoulders, and dark brown eyes. Her large breasts nearly fell out of her blouse.

Jeremy gave Ursula the tour, which ended in the manager's office. Dale Sutterfield was a middle age man, his hair graying at the temples. He had beady looking green eyes and a beer belly.

"Mr. Sutterfield, when you're done with Ursula, I'll start her training."

"Thanks, Jeremy."

Then to Ursula; "Jeremy will give you your uniform and show you the ropes. Let me know if you need anything."

"Thank you."

Dale remembered Ursula from her brief interview. She was 24 and looked like a Nordic goddess when she entered his office to interview for the job. He didn't ask her many of the usual questions; his mind was occupied with the images of fucking her beautiful face and maybe, one day, fucking her in his office.

Ursula was six feet tall with honey blond hair, braided into two very long pig tails that trailed down over her shoulders, half way to her waist. Her hour glass figure made her appear even larger. She had wide shoulders and prominent breasts. Her narrow waist made her hips appear wider than they were and her athletic ass moved seductively when she walked.

The most amazing thing about Ursula, other than her beautiful face, and steel blue eyes were her legs, long and muscled, like a dancer's legs.

Later, after a few brief set of instructions, Jeremy left Ursula with the girls as he checked on the yogurt machines.

"You seem a bit old to be working in a fast food place," remarked Tina. "I'm 19 and Rachel is 20."

"I am 24, and new in town, so any job to start with will be fine."

"Well, this will be the easiest job you ever had; they really don't need all three of us to help here," Tina said.

"Yeah, and he overpays us, just to have pretty girls around I think," Rachel added.

Ursula was uncomfortable in the skimpy uniform.

"Why are we half naked? These uniforms are stupid," she said.

"Well, he, Dale that is, likes us this way," Tina explained, "and it's one of the reasons he pays so much for us doing so little."

"Yeah, that and the break policy he has," added Rachel.

"I'm not following. Please explain," asked Ursula calmly.

"Okay, to start," Tina began, "He asks us to help move stuff around on the top shelves in the storeroom while he holds the ladder."

"The reason for that is he likes to look at our legs and up our skirts at our panties," added Rachel.

Ursula almost laughed out loud.

"So, he is just dirty old man, but he pays to look, so that is okay."

Tina looked at Rachel and then explained more of their job.

"Jeremy doesn't know anything about this, but Dale tells us to take a break, and that means he requires Rachel and I to give him a blow job once a week."

"But, if we refuse, instead we have to give him two hand jobs a week," said Rachel.

"So, he gets two blow jobs or four hand jobs a week for you to work here? Why not report him or quit?" Ursula asked.

"Because he pays twice as much as any place else for one thing," said Tina.

"And he has a tiny dick and he always comes really quick," added Rachel.

Ursula crossed her arms over her chest, crushing her breasts.

"This man needs to be put in his place," she said firmly.

"Listen, don't make things worse by reporting him; this is an easy gig for the money," begged Tina.

"Yeah, and we give our boyfriends hand jobs all the time, so it's no big deal," added Rachel.

"I will not mess things up but I think I can make things much better," Ursula said with a confident grin.

After the lunch crowd had dissipated, Dale stepped out into the store.

"Ursula, will you take a break and come into my office, please? I have some things to go over with you."

"I will be right there," Ursula answered.

When Dale stepped out of the store area, Rachel whispered to Ursula.

"This is when he will explain about the required blow job. Good luck."

Ursula entered Dale's office with a sense of calm and confidence that the other girls would not understand.

"Uh, would you shut the door and lock it behind you, please, Ursula? We want to keep this conversation private."

Ursula closed and locked the door, unfazed by the request.

"I think the girls have told you that since I pay a higher wage than anyone in town, I expect a small sign of appreciation once in a while."

"As I understand it, you will want me to suck your dick," Ursula replied.

Dale was surprised at her calm and understanding demeanor.

"Well, yes, that would be the preferred method, but if that is distasteful to you, I would accept a hand job, but twice a week."

"And how often do you want to fuck me?" She asked blatantly.

Dale was shocked and his cock rose in his pants.

"Well, now, that would be wonderful, so I suppose, I don't know, maybe twice a month?"

"You are not like the men I have sex with. I thought you would want to fuck me every night, and when you are too tired to fuck, THEN you would want me to suck your dick."

Dale's cock was fully erect and tenting the crotch of his pants. He could not believe his good fortune.

"Yes! Yes, of course, every day would be just right," he said proudly.

"Then let us start today," Ursula said.

To Dale's surprise, Ursula kicked off her shoes, slid her skirt and panties down off her legs. She took off her blouse and bra and came around to the back of his desk. She pushed his chair back and hopped up on to his desk, naked.

"Come to me," she instructed.

Dale was mesmerized by her willingness and her control. He rolled his chair up to the edge of the desk and found himself at face level with her large breasts. He stared at her hard nipples.

"Pull out your dick and stroke it, but do not come until I give you permission. If you come before I allow it, you will never touch my body."

He unzipped his pants and fished out his erection and began stroking it. He wanted it good and hard when it plunged it into her.

"Lean in and put your face between my tits," she said softly.

Dale eagerly complied, his fist moving rapidly up and down his shaft.

"That's a good boy. Now, stroke your dick slowly. Close your eyes and think of how good my soft tits feel on your face."

Dale closed his eyes as Ursula pressed her tits together against his face. He smelled some perfume that made him feel warm inside.

"Breathe slowly and deeply, inhale my scent and concentrate on the softness of my tits," she whispered.

"Mmm, wonderful soft tits," murmured Dale.

"That's right; think of how it would feel to fill your mouth with my tits."

"Mmm... my mouth on your tits..."

Ursula slid her hands into the hair on Dale's head, softly caressing his scalp as she continued to talk softly to him.

"You love how I smell so much that you're going to come for me now. Go ahead, stroke your dick and come for me like a good boy."

"Mmm... I love how you smell.... AGH.. I'm coming!"

"That's it, that's a good boy, keep stroking, don't stop, just keep breathing deeply."

"Ohh... I feel.... I feel... wonderful... I want more. More, please?"

Ursula put her feet on the edge of the desk and pushed his head down between her legs.

"Keep stroking your dick. Think of my tits and how you want to lick and suck on them."

"Mmm... yes, yes, I want to lick and suck..."

"Think of how you want to lick and suck on my tits and do it on my pussy."

Dale felt like he was in a trance. He knew his face was in her pussy but he licked her slit and her clit as though he were licking her tits and nipples. Ursula kept her hands in his hair, urging him on.

She let him lick her for a long time until she was ready to come.

"Now, find that hard nipple and suck on it for me and don't stop."

Dale slipped his lips over her clit and gently sucked on it. Her fingers dug into his scalp as she neared her goal. Just as she was about to climax, she wrapped her legs around his head.

"Stroke your dick! Come for me! Come, NOW!" she yelled as she squirted her orgasm into his sucking mouth.

His hand jerked faster and when she smothered him with her legs and pussy, he came again. He had spurted all over his shirt and his pants and his hand was covered in his cum.

When she released her hold on his head and allowed him to pull away, he was gasping for breath, his face wet and shiny with her juices.

She leaned down to kiss him on the cheek. She pushed his chair back with a foot and got off the desk. "You do know how to be a good boy." He sat back in the chair, breathing heavily, his mouth open, gasping.

He watched her as she was getting dressed, but he did not move. He sat there in his sperm splattered clothes. When she was ready to leave, she leaned close to him and whispered in his ear.

"From now on, when one of the girls comes in asking for a break from work, you will think of what you just did. You will think of how wonderful my tits smell, and my pussy, and you will make her come with your mouth while you soil yourself. You'll be a good boy, won't you?"

"Yes, ma'am, whatever you say."

"Good answer."

When Ursula returned to the store area, Rachel asked, "How did it go?"

"Give him time to clean up today, but from now on, go in and ask him to give you a break from work and then enjoy what he does."

"Oh, and I have some special perfume you may want to use when you take a break."

Rachel and Tina looked at each other and smiled.

"I'm next," said Tina with a smile, "I think I need a break this afternoon."