Jo was in the bathroom for about ten minutes, presumably doing the same thing I was trying to do with the hand sanitizer wipes behind the counter: make it look like we hadn't just been fucking.
I wiped as much of the saliva and cum from the front of my shorts as I could, succeeding mostly in simply making it look like I had spilled something all over my crotch. In hindsight, khaki may not have been the best choice for the evening. Fortunately, I had a long t-shirt in my bag, and ran to the break room to put it on. It was just long enough to cover most of the wet spot in my shorts, and if I just stayed behind the counter for an hour or so I would probably be alright.
I met Jo exiting the women's restroom as I walked out of the break room and smiled. She had cleaned up a whole lot better than I had, the dark color of her tiny skirt hiding any wetness, and she had fixed her ponytail and makeup. Even I couldn't tell that just a few minutes before she had been choking on my cock while she came hard on my fingers. The thought made my cock twitch.
Jo smiled as she caught the motion in my shorts and lightly brushed her fingers across what was rapidly becoming a fully-fledged erection. She stepped closer, her breasts just touching my chest as she softly stroked my cock through the thin material.
"Hard again, I see," she said through her smile.
"Can you blame me?"
I stepped into her, pushing her back against the wall beside the break room door, my hand dropping low, my fingers stroking against her pusssy.
"Wet again, I see," I said. Jo moaned as I slipped my finger into her, feeling her body tremble between me and the wall.
"Can you blame me?" she breathed.
Her hand flew away from my cock as the door chimed, and I pushed her harder against the wall and slipped a second finger inside her, pushing them as far into her as I could reach.
"No," I whispered in her ear before pulling my hand free and turning, stepping out to greet the customer as she caught her breath against the wall.
A college kid and his girlfriend had walked in and they browsed the DVDs as I busied myself behind the register. Jo stepped out from the break room/restroom alcove and came up next to me, picking up some DVDs from the return box and flipping through them.
"Dirty fucker," she said. When I looked up, she was looking down at the DVDs, smiling. Her eyes twinkled with amusement, and she stuck her tongue out in my direction as I watched her. "Payback on that little stunt is gonna be a bitch, I hope you realize that."
"Oh, I'm looking forward to it," I replied with a grin. I looked up quickly to check where the young couple was in the store, then stepped slightly sideways toward Jo. "That," I continued, slipping my hand under her ass and curling a finger up and into her pussy, "and making you cum all over my cock again."
Jo giggled and moaned softly, grinding her hips back into my hand as we both watched for the couple. I moved my finger in and out quickly, the quiet sound of her wetness just audible as I frigged her. She gripped the DVDs, her task abandoned for the moment as she gave in to my hand.
I felt her pussy quiver around my fingers and knew she would cum soon. The young couple nodded to each other, their conversation lost over the expanse of the store, and the guy grabbed one of the new releases. Jo's pussy clamped down on my finger and her eyes closed as she started cumming, either forgetting about the young couple or just not caring. They started towards us as I jammed my finger to the knuckle in Jo before pulling it out of her still cumming cunt.
Jo's head dropped down and she backed up from the counter, her legs shaking and her grip too loose to hold the DVDs. They spilled everywhere, scattering across the floor behind the counter.
"Shit!" she called out, and gave in to her shaking legs, collapsing to her knees and hiding herself from the customers while she recovered.
"Find everything alright?" I called out as the couple approached the counter.
"Yeah." As the kid responded and handed the DVD over the counter, I felt Jo's hands on my zipper, deftly pulling it down and fishing out my rapidly inflating cock. Her hands began to stroke my length as I cleared my throat and tapped the keyboard to wake up the computer.
"Phone number?" I asked. As the guy rattled off some digits I felt Jo's lips close over the head of my cock and slide down the length. Her tongue slid across the underside of the shaft as I waited for the kid's account to load and I nearly groaned aloud.
I coughed and shifted a bit, using the motion to force my cock farther down Jo's throat.
"There's a three dollar late fee. Would you like to pay that now, or hold it over until next time?" Jo shifted, going from her knees to a crouch smoothly, never losing stride as she sucked my cock, dropping one of her hands to her pussy and shoving two fingers inside.
"I'll pay now," he said, and handed me his debit card.
"Total is six-fifty," I replied, swiping the card, swaying my body slightly as I did, allowing me to pull out of Jo's mouth a bit and then thrust back in, the swollen head of my cock bumping against the back of her throat. I handed him a pen.
The register spit out a receipt, and I handed him that as well, pulling off a second as he signed. I thanked him for his patronage and handed him his copy.
"Jo, would you mind handing them their DVD?" I asked, taking the movie and holding it below the counter and off to the side so it would look like she wasn't crouched in front of me with my cock jammed down her throat.
She pulled off quickly, using her finger to push a bit of saliva back into her mouth.
