Chapter 2

Gloria returned to the store two days later, on a weekday.

Cindy was watering again.

Gloria was alone this time, dressed in business-casual wear. She gave Cindy an awkward smile and wave upon seeing her.

“I ... uh ... do you still have any azaleas?” Gloria finally choked out.

Cindy smiled. “But of course!”

Cindy led Gloria outside. “Listen,” Gloria said once they were out of earshot. “I didn’t mean to insinuate in any way that you are a whore or anything...”

Cindy smiled. “I had no such inklings,” she said, because she had no such inklings.

Gloria smiled back. “It’s just ... you did great, and I wanted to express my gratitude.” She let out a deep sigh. “My deepest DEEPEST gratitude. I needed that! I had not cum like that in years!”

Cindy cocked her head and smiled. “I was delighted to help and would be glad to help you again whenever you need assistance. It is a benefit of the job!”

OK, it was not a benefit of the job, since that was the first time Cindy had fingered another woman’s asshole at this particular business, but the notion sounded damned good!

Gloria bit her lip and looked at her watch. “I have to get back from lunch in about 20 minutes.” She looked around. “But ... I mean ... if you are game for helping me out again...”

Cindy nodded. “I would be happy to!” She said, removing a tube of lotion from her back pocket.

With a smile, Gloria began to pull down her dress pants, then looked at the ground in concern.

Cindy snapped her fingers. “I have a solution!”

Cindy took off her shirt and laid it under Gloria’s dress pants. She then lubed up her middle finger, then used her other hand to spread Gloria’s butt cheek, letting the sunshine hit Gloria’s pink starfish.

Wanting to be respectful, not wasting Gloria’s time, and not making her late getting back from lunch, Cindy began immediately fingering Gloria’s hole, gently twisting her finger with every thrust.

“Fuck you are good at this,” Gloria moaned.

“I have a lot of practice and do enjoy doing this,” Cindy said with a smile, watching her finger disappear again.

Gloria shoved two fingers inside of her pussy, using her other finger to massage her clit. Cindy had a perfect view of the lovely show from her viewpoint.

She smiled internally.

Gloria’s breathing became deeper. Cindy could hear her fingers slurping in and out of her pussy. It was the most wonderful sound!

“Do you get turned on when you are doing this?” Gloria moaned.

“I get VERY turned on while doing this,” Ms. Cindy said softly.

“Are you wet right now?”

“Soaking wet, yes.” And it was not just from the hose!

“Can you play with yourself while you finger my ass? Maybe we can cum together, but I am awful close.”

With her free hand, Ms. Cindy unbuttoned her jean shorts, unzipped her fly, and wiggled her jeans and panties to the floor. As she stroked Gloria’s behind, she started fingering herself, keeping the same rhythm.

Gloria watched her, eyes wide, grunting. “You are so fucking sexy. If I weren’t married and were more into women, I would fuck you silly.”

Ms. Cindy smiled and groaned. “I would eat you day and night,” she said with a moan.

Gloria’s grip tightened on the plant rack. “Fuck! I’m cumming!”

She let out a little squeak as Ms. Cindy felt her pussy soak her hand.

“Let me watch you make yourself cum, please,” Gloria panted, turning and leaning back against the plant rack.

Ms. Cindy fingered herself faster, using her other hand to stroke her clit.

The softly blowing wind felt good on her wet pussy. The warming sunshine felt magnificent on her wet pussy. And seeing Gloria watch her as she fingered herself was the ultimate turn-on.

She muffled her scream as the orgasm hit her, flooding her with warmth, her pleasure dripping down her leg. She stumbled a little bit and almost fell to the floor. Gloria caught her arm, helping her steady with a smile.

Ms. Cindy had thought ahead. She was unsure after the first time that Gloria would return, but she had a notion the woman would. Gloria had put a roll of paper towels in a plastic container in the plant rack.

She pulled the paper towels off, wiping Gloria and then herself off.

“Those towels are soaked!” Gloria commented as she pulled her pants up. Ms. Cindy agreed, pulling up her jeans and putting her shirt back on.

Blushing, Gloria thanked Ms. Cindy, discreetly handing her a stack of 20s, planting a soft kiss on Ms. Cindy’s cheek, then leaving the store.

Ms. Cindy hummed happily as she went back to watering.

Perhaps this could be a wonderful way to earn some extra cash during the summer, she thought to herself as she resumed spraying the plants.