Magnificent Megan
Introduction:
This is my second story. It is by no means true at all, but Mike is based on me and Megan is based on a girl I work with that I think the world of.
The next day I came in at 6 in the morning, same as always, and saw that girl sitting in the break room waiting for 6 o’clock and the start of her first day on the job. Since we still had 10 minutes to kill, I tried to get to know her a little bit. I found out that her name was Megan and she had moved here the week before. She used to live about an hour north of here with her foster parents, but decided to move in with her aunt. She was 16 years old, just a year younger than I was. Megan told me that she had broken up with her boyfriend right before she left because neither one of them wanted to do a long distance relationship. Even though she had seemed kind of mopey and aloof at first, when she was talking to me she pepped up and was all bubbly and happy, well, as bubbly as anyone can be at the ungodly hour of 6 in the morning…
It was my job to train her on grill, basically, making the food. She told me that she worked at a McDonalds back at her old house, but she never worked mornings and didn’t know breakfast. I tried to train her “hands on” as much as possible, and by that I mean I would literally hold her hands and guide her through putting the eggs and sausage on the sandwiches, showing her the quickest way to wrap them, etc. Megan was very receptive and didn’t try to push me away or anything. I was disappointed when I got sent on break because I couldn’t be close to her anymore. I got my food and sat down in the break room, thinking about how much I’m falling for this new girl, Megan. After I was finished eating my food, I put my head down on the table to try and take a little nap. About a minute later, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up, and sure enough, it’s Megan.
“Mind if I join you?” she asked.
“No, not at all,” I replied.
“You’re a really good trainer,” she said as she sat down across from me, “Why haven’t they made you a manager?”
“Well, I’m moving away to college in 2 months, and they don’t wanna spend the time and money to train me if I’m just going to leave,” I told her, realizing that if I tried to get into a relationship with Megan, I would have to do the same thing her and her ex did, break up because of the distance. And it’s not like I was moving an hour away either, I was moving to the other side of the country, a 2 hour plane ride from where I live now.
“Awww,” she moaned, “And I was kinda starting to like you too.”
“Yeah,” I said, not sure of what else to say, “But look on the bright side, at the very least I still have two months left here.”
“You’re right, it’s just…”
“Mike, I need you back now! You’re going in drive-thru!” my manager yelled from the office, cutting Megan off.
“Well, I gotta get back,” I said to Megan rather despondently, “I’ll see you back out here in a few.”
Working drive-thru at my particular McDonalds is more challenging because we don’t have just one drive-thru speaker, we have two! And until about 10 in the morning, there’s only one person taking orders, and since I’m the only person who can take orders for both lanes, and work the cash register at the same time while still keeping everything moving, I’m stuck there on 90% of my shifts. After about 25 minutes of working, Megan came back and she was put back on grill making food. During our down time, we would chat with each other, make jokes about each other, and just enjoy each other’s company and have fun. Our shifts were over at the same time, so we just sat down and talked with each other for a little bit.
“I think I’m gonna like working here, especially with you,” Megan said to me with a sparkle in her pretty brown eyes, “I just wish you didn’t have to leave so soon.”
“Yeah, at first I was looking forward to getting out of here and going off to college, but after today, I don’t know. You’re a really fun person and I love being around you,” I told Megan as I reached out to hold her hand. “I don’t want to leave now that I’ve met you.”
She didn’t say anything. She just took my hand, stood up, and gave me a great big hug. We then said goodbye to each other and went home. The next couple weeks went by the same way. We’d both come into work, joke around for 8 hours, hug each other, and go home. Then one day we both got stuck working the closing shift. Before we closed the dining room and handed everything over to the midnight crew (we have a 24-hour drive-thru), the two of us were in charge of making sure everything in the kitchen was stocked up. So we took turns going in and out of the freezer and making the food. While I was in the freezer moving some boxes around, Megan came back with a couple bags saying that the freezers in the kitchen didn’t have enough space for them. She climbed up on the ladder to reach the shelves up by the ceiling. I had noticed that the floor in the freezer was slippery, but I didn’t really think of it, until the ladder started to slip and Megan lost her balance. In a vain attempt to catch her, I lost my footing as Megan fell onto me, knocking me to the ground and wedging my foot under the bottom shelf. I immediately winced in pain from the fact that I had just twisted my ankle, but the thoughts immediately turned to Megan, making sure that she wasn’t hurt. I looked up to find Megan’s adorable face just inches above mine, with a look of both pain and concern.
“You alright?” I inquired.
“Yeah, I think I might have bruised my arm though. Are you ok?” she replied back to me.
“Yeah, I guess. I think I twisted my ankle though on that damn shelf,” I told her.
We both chuckled a little bit, and then we both became silent, not moving one inch. After what seemed like an long awkward moment of nothing happening, I shifted my leg to get my foot out from underneath the shelf. Megan didn’t move. I looked into her eyes, and they looked completely different from the way they usually looked when she was around me. They used to be playful flirty eyes, now they told me that she wanted me. They had a look of longing in them. I raised my head up off the floor to kiss her, and she didn’t move away. My lips met hers and the warm moistness of them sent shivers down my spine, something the sub-zero temperature in the freezer had yet to do. It was just a “cute” kiss at first but then it gradually become more heated and passionate. Soon our tounges were dancing and exploring each other’s mouths. Then Megan broke the kiss, looked into my eyes and chuckled.
“A little cold in here for this, don’t you think?” she joked.
“Well if you’re cold, I know what will warm you up,” I slyly said back to her.
“You’re such a dork,” she laughed.
With that, we began to kiss again and this time both us starting rubbing each other. Her hands moved up and down my sides and mine moved all around her back, and eventually found their way down to her waist. I started to rub her at the point where her shirt met her pants. Seeing no resistance from Megan, I slipped my hands underneath her shirt and up toward her breasts. They aren’t very big, but anything more than a handful is just a waste anyway. I started to fondle her and she moaned into my mouth, not breaking the kiss. I moved my way to her nipples and found that they were rock-hard and very perky. I’m sure the -5 degree freezer had something to do with that, but she seemed to enjoy me touching them nonetheless. After a few moments of me touching and squeezing her breasts and nipples, I moved my right hand down to her pants. Not to be outdone, she started to focus her attention on my pants, rubbing my crotch. I slipped my hand into her pants while my left was still working on her chest and I began to rub her pubic region. From the feeling down there, I had come to the conclusion that Megan was completely clean shaven, something which I enjoy very much. As my hand ventured further and further down, I could feel the warm and moist fabric at the crotch of her panties. I was turning her on! I began to rub her soft, sweet pussy and then she let out a moan of enjoyment. I continued to rub her womanhood and then she slipped her hand into my boxers and began to fondle my raging hard-on. As Megan became wetter and wetter, I slipped my index finger into her love tunnel and she let out a loud “Ooooooh” and arched her back, a sure sign that I was doing something right. I continued to finger her for about the next 5 minutes while she continued to rub my aching cock. Seeing as how she liked me fingering her so much, I put another finger in her pussy and starting picking up the pace. For the first time since her little comment about the cold, she started to say something coherent.
“Oh God Mike, that feels so good, don’t stop, please don’t.”
“Megan, you’re so warm, I don’t believe it! And the way you’re rubbing me, damn, I think I’m gonna cum soon.
“Ugh, oh, ugh, me too!”
We both started frantically going at each other. She was rubbing me so hard I thought I might get rug burn and in turn I was finger-fucking her so fast that to this day I’m surprised my hand could do that. Within moments, I felt the walls of her cavity clench down on both of my fingers as she drenched them in her fluids. Moments later I tensed up and blew my load right there in my pants. We both just lied there for a minute. Then a box shifted and knocked some icicles down. We both jumped up, scared to death that someone would find out what we did. We looked at each other with a look of concern.
“We should probably get outta here. Everyone’s gonna be wondering what happened to us,” I told her.
“Yeah, I hope they don’t think we were doing anything in here. I mean, we’ve made it kind of obvious to everyone else here that we’re totally into each other,” she said back.
We both walked out of the freezer together, completely red and out of breath. The first person we saw was our manager.
“What did you two do in there? You guys look guilty,” he said.
“Well, I knocked over one of the shelves and we had to put everything back in their boxes and then put the boxes back on the shelves. That’s why we’re like this. We were getting a workout, but it was, well, freezing in there!” was my reply.
“Ok, well, I don’t know why that took you two 45 minutes, but you’re both free to go home now,” he told us.
I just looked at Megan and said, “Wow, it sure didn’t feel like we were in there for that long.”
“Yeah, no kidding,” she giggled.
As we walked out into the parking lot I asked her if she liked what we did.
“Oh yeah, you are fricken amazing. I never imaged that the first time a guy would touch me and finger me would be in a freezer, but I enjoyed it nonetheless!” she said back to me, “And it seemed like you enjoyed it too.”
“Yeah, I guess I did,” I quipped with a stupid little smlie on my face.
“I love you Michael,” she said looking deep into my eyes.
“I love you too Megan,” I said softly as I leaned in to give her a goodnight kiss.
After our lips parted, we both got in our cars and drove home. That night I could sleep at all. I couldn’t stop thinking about Megan and how our relationship jumped to a whole new level over the course of 45 minutes. I really wanted to see her again, but we wouldn’t have a shift together for another 4 days (I usually worked mornings, with the odd evening here and there, and she always got scheduled for evenings now). I called her quite a few times between then and we talked for hours. She told me that her aunt would be over at her mother’s house next weekend, so Megan would be alone. I told her that my parents would be going to a wedding down in Florida that same weekend, so we told each other that it was pretty much a given that we were going to spend that entire weekend together.
Soon those 4 days were up and I finally got to see Megan again. It was business as usual. We both flirted with each other the same way we always had and was happy that there weren’t any signs that anyone there knew what we had done in the freezer. That night, we had the same manager again that we had before, and judging by where he put us and how he always had us together, he knew something was up. Our last job of the night was to clean the playland. Nothing too bad, just wipe it all down. We decided to tag-team it. She started on one side and I on the other. Eventually we met up in the middle. When we were done I looked at the clock and saw that we still had 15 minutes left. We began to kiss innocently, but it gradually morphed to a full-on makeout session. The fact that we were in plain view made it much better. The place was usually dead that late at night, but there still was the chance that someone could see us. As I reached my hand under her shirt, Megan stopped me.
“We have all next weekend to do this. Besides, we both could get in trouble if we got caught up here doing this,” she warned me.
“Yeah, you’re right. It’s just that I really love you and I want to be as close to you as possible, and it seems like we never get a chance to be together with the way our schedules are. When I’m free, you’re here, and vice versa. I can’t help myself!” I moaned back to her.
“I know, I feel the exact same way. I really love you too. But we can’t risk it like this. Next weekend we can do whatever we want, clothing optional,” she smirked.
Just like we had done earlier in the week, we went back to the manager, he sent us home, we gave each other a goodnight kiss, and then we both left. For the next 10 days I couldn’t help but think about the coming weekend we would have together. We had decided that it would be at her house because she had a bigger DVD collection, a bigger bed, and perhaps most importantly, didn’t have any siblings to walk in on anything.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the weekend finally came. I went over to house that Friday night at around 7 o’clock and found Megan wearing just a bathrobe. She told me that she had just gotten off work early and taken a shower to get ready for my visit. I felt so honored. I had taken a shower when I got home from work, but I was just wearing a t-shirt and shorts, nothing special. Even though I planned on spending the night there, I didn’t bring any PJs or anything, because I was secretly hoping there would be no need to clothes like she had told me the week before. We both sat down and she popped in a movie. I don’t remember exactly what movie we watched, but we didn’t pay much attention to it. We spent the majority of the time making out and feeling each other up. When the movie was over, I was very tired. It was 9:30 and I had been up since 5 that morning (the joys of working mornings!) I just lied down on the couch staring at the ceiling. Megan snuggled up next to me and we cuddled for a little bit before she yawned and told me she was tired. I picked her up and carried her to her room. I laid her down on her bed and then I laid down next to her.
“You don’t really think I’m just gonna go to sleep like this, do you?” she asked me.
“No, and I’m not quite ready to call it a night either,” I replied.
With that, we started kissing each other, like we had twice before, except we were alone now. We were alone in a bed, not a freezer or a McDonalds playland. We could do whatever we wanted. As we kissed longer, I began to untie the strings on her bathrobe as she started to pull my shorts down. We both broke our heated kiss and I removed her bathrobe, leaving Megan in just her purple lacy bra and matching panties. She took my shirt off leaving me in just my boxers. I reached behind her back to unhook her bra and she didn’t show any resistance. As her bra fell off, I saw the two most beautiful breasts in the world. I’d estimate that they were a high B cup and they had perfectly round areolas and perky nipples to match. I began to kiss her neck, which caused her to let out a few audible coos, and I gradually moved down to her breast, taking each nipple into my mouth. First left one, then the right, then back to the left. Megan was busy herself. She moved her hands down my back and started tugging on my boxers. I lifted myself up and allowed her to push them down my legs. I kicked them off my feat and moved back up to Megan’s face and began to kiss her again. My throbbing cock was resting ontop of her quickly moistening panties. As I left her mouth and worked my way down past her breasts, her stomach, and down to her panties. I pulled her panties off and was greeted by her amazing, perfectly formed pussy. Her vaginal lips were pink, puffy, and just perfect, and the scent eminating from what was hidden by them was extremely intoxicating. I gave it a light kiss and then shifted back up so I was once again face to face with Megan. As the tip of my member rested at the entrance of her love tunnel, I looked into her eyes, as if to ask her if it was ok to proceed. She just kissed me and nodded. I pushed the tip of my cock through her pussy lips and went very slowly. It wasn’t long at all before I hit her hymen.
“Go ahead, I’ve wanted this since I met you. I want you to be my first,” she told me.
With a little shove, I broke through her hymen and entered the deep recesses of her canal. I could tell Megan was in pain after that, so I didn’t move. I kissed her and told her to tell me when she’s ready. After a few moments, she looked up at me, nodded, and gave me a sweet little kiss. I started to go in further, then I pulled back out, then went back in, and continued thrusting very slowly until we could build up a rhythm. Pretty soon I was able to pick up the pace as the looks on Megan’s face went from that of pain to that of pleasure. She eventually was meeting my thrusts with hers and we were as if we were one being now. I can’t describe how it felt. We were physically, emotionally, and mentally attached. We continued on like this as it got more and more intense.
“Oh Megan, I love you more than anything in the world.”
“And I love you more than anything in the world too Mike. I wanna be with you forever.”
I kissed her again as we continued our lovemaking. Pretty soon, we both were nearing the end.
“Megan, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum.”
“Ugh, me too, please don’t pull out. I want you to finish inside me.”
I picked up the pace even more as her pussy grabbed a hold of my cock and held me like a vice. Megan let out a load moan as her pussy clamped down on me, releasing a flood of her juices all over my cock. That was too much for me to handle. I took a deep breath and released my seed deep into her soaking cunt. I must have shot 7 or 8 streams into her before I was completely milked dry. I rolled off to the side next to her and my now limp cock fell out of her pussy. We gazed into each other’s eyes and exchanged yet another kiss. Even though we were tired before we went up to her room, we both were completely spent now. We cuddled up to each other, still naked, and she fell asleep in my arms, with me following suit shortly thereafter.
