Chapter 3

Its got to be something in the water, Tom thought to himself. After his little trist with May, Tom discreetly waddled to the staff restrooms. After checking that the coast was clear, he wetted a handful of paper towels and proceeded to give himself a whore’s bath. After his clean up, Tom walked back to his office. He wiped down Phil’s chair as well and made a mental note to take out his own trash can tonight lest one of the cleaners have a sharp sense of smell. With that done he fell into a groove with a mix of post-nut clarity and perfect coffee buzz. Tom blazed through the inventory report, only breaking to sip at his coffee.

After finishing Tom leaned back to stretch and rub his eyes. He looked at his watch and realized it was 2:30. Past his normal lunch time, as his stomach reminded him. He emailed the report to Abigail and then picked up his office phone and called her.

‘Hey Abby, the report is done. I powered through my lunch break so if its ok i’m gonna go grab a sandwich from the bodega real quick’

‘Awesome, Thank you.’ She replied ‘yeah go ahead, when you get back we had a recall on the 1000 series. I’ll forward you the email with the specifics, but they should need the replacement parts order in before Wednesday.’

‘Alrighty, be back in a little bit’.

With that Tom hung up the receiver, checked that he still had his wallet in his pocket and headed out of the office. As he started to walk, the day’s events quickly crept back into his front of his mind.

I wonder if i’ll ever see Mary again. It would be nice to get to know her better.

I really hope I didn’t get May pregnant. Though the thoughts of child support and office drama gave way to thought of May sitting at her desk, his cum making her panties squishy and moist. The thought of his wrigglers burying themselves into her egg and dumping their genetic load, like he had into May. Tom was in the middle of imagining May walking around the office with a gravid belly keeping her from closing her sweater, nipples poking out to say hello ... when he heard the electronic chirp of the doorbell realized he was on the threshold of the bodega.

The bodega was a little shop, part of a little chain in the downtown area. It was half mini-mart, half sandwhich shop and at this moment Tom was blocking the doorway with a massive erection.

‘Afternoon Tom’ a feminine voice said from behind the sandwich counter.

Tom quickly turned his head to face the woman addressing him, while quickly turning his body to face the coolers with the sodas. The bodega had a few employees but Tom’s favorite was Sonya. She was a younger light skinned black girl, about 5’6” with her curly hair pulled back into a fro’d out ponytail. She was curvy but most definitely not fat. She had a healthy butt that was usually contained in blue jeans and a moderate sized chest that Tom admired as being a good handful of boob. He slid open the cooler and fetched out a can of $ .99 Raspberry iced tea.

‘Usual?’ Sonya said

‘Uh ... turkey BLT please.’ Tom replied

‘That’s your usual... ‘

‘Uh ... yup.’ The distraction had given Tom enough time to calm down and he turned toward the counter and saw Sonya wrapping up his sandwich in deli paper.

‘You good? don’t forget some chips. You eating here or taking it back to your office?’

‘I’ll eat here, thank you Sonya.’

Tom took his sandwich and sat down at one of the two tables in the back of the bodega. After about a minute of digging into his lunch, Sonya came out of the back room without her apron on.

‘Mind if I take my break with you?’ She said. Tom didn’t mind as he had shared a few lunch breaks with her before. She was a college dropout, but very clever. She usually liked to talk about current events and she was pretty big into the music scene. Tom tried to tell her to take a seat before realizing his mouth was completely full, so he just nodded in the direction of the chair across from him.

Sonya had a dog eared book she set down on the table. She pulled back the chair opposite Tom and sat down. As soon as she sat down Sonya’s arms shot straight up and she arch her back in a deep stretch. Tom couldn’t help but peak as the fabric of her shirt pressed tight against her chest. She plopped her arms down and Tom enjoyed the jiggle he could see in the top of her breast visible in her v-neck. Tom caught himself staring for a half second too long. ‘Well i’m glad to see someone has thrown off the shackles of modesty resigned themselves to being a lecherous old man’

Sonya started giggling as Tom turned beet red and started to choke on his sandwich. ‘Easy tiger’ her smile grinning from ear to ear, ‘you aren’t allowed to die on me. I’d have to give you mouth to mouth and nobody wants that.’ Tom swallowed the bite and took a sip of his tea. ‘You sure you’re not trying to kill me? My days been eventful enough as it is’

‘Oh, please do tell’

The beet red did not diminish from Tom’s cheeks and he had a flash of a character from a popular movie about wizards pop into his head ‘shouldn’a said that!’ Rang in his mind. He looked at Sonya, her eyes focused on him with a cheshire grin plastered on her face. Tom began to mutter about being late to work and computer trouble and missing his usual lunch break.

‘Ah’ Sonya exclaimed ‘that explains why you walked in here with a raging boner. I always get really wet when my slicer goes down.’

If Tom had anything in his mouth he would have done a spit take but his mouth resigned to getting incredibly dry as Sonya burst out laughing. ‘So what’s her name?’

‘Well ... that’s where it gets a little complicated’

‘You don’t know her name?’

‘It’s not that, it was just two separate incidents ... with two separate women’

‘You stud. Tell me everything.’ Sonya was now staring intently at Tom. She leaned forward giving Tom a straight shot right at her cleavage. Tom began to tell her of his morning run in with Mary. After describing what she looked like Sonya giggled, ‘of course you got a thing for chocolate girls.’ Tom smiled abashedly and continued his story. After getting to the climax Tom noticed that Sonya still had a smile on her face but that she looked a bit more flushed.

‘And you got a public sex kink, knew you were a pervert’

‘Hey it was more involuntary natural reactions’

‘Your dick is built for a single purpose. It may have been involuntary for you but it wasn’t for him. And the other girl’

Tom hesitated. He knew that a lot of his coworkers frequented the shop and didn’t want to stir up drama out work by the story getting out. ‘It’s someone from the office but i’d rather not say.’

‘Ooh, i bet it’s that older blonde lady with the tight body. What she do give you a blowjob under your desk?’

‘Not her’ Tom said, though the thought of looking down and seeing Abby under his desk had crossed his mind more than once. ‘I had sex with a different girl, I don’t think you’d know her.’

‘Sure’ Sonya smiled ‘so then you are a perv because you brought a box of rubbers to work in case you get lucky ... i hope the janitor doesn’t find it in your trash... ‘

Tom felt his face flush and his dick lurch almost simultaneously. Again faced with the mental image of May with a pregnant belly. He immediately felt like he had a guilty look on his face and tried to subtly only to hear Sonya burst out laughing. ‘You didn’t use one, did you? You straight up blew a load with no protection! You are the most ballsy perv ... i love it.’

The last statement caught Tom off guard. He looked up and then began to notice that Sonya had a slight flushed look on her face. Along with a big bright smile, her hand lay on the table palm down, but it appeared as if it had been pushed out waiting for Tom to take it. It was the chirping of the doorbell and a flash of movement by the door that alerted him to another customer. When Tom turned back Sonya was already up and walking back into the back room that led behind the counter.

Tom went back to his lunch as the customer made an order. What Sonya had said played through his head several times over and Tom began to settle on that she was just teasing him. The doorbell chirped again as the customer left and Tom looked back at the doorway to the employee only area waiting for Sonya to reappear. After a minute he decided she was probably done with her break and started to collect his trash.

A sound came from the back room that stopped Tom in his tracks. He couldn’t quite make it out at first. After a second Tom started to make out the sound of a low moan coming from the back employee area. Once it registered his initial thought was that Sonya may have hurt herself. Tom stood up and slowly began to walk back to the employee area and was about to call out to Sonya when he heard something else. It sounded ... rhythmic and wet. Tom knocked on the doorframe of the back room and slowly said ‘Sonya?’