Cameron: So you texted me because your girl's busy and you're needy?

Logan: Shut up, asshole.

***

Cameron: I love you babe. I finish at the store at 9.

Lucy: I love you too.

Cameron: I miss you like crazy.

Lucy: I miss you too!

***

I've been listening to Chris, the asshole I work with, talk about porn for the last fifteen minutes. "These two chicks, hot as fuck, are going down on each other..."

I glance around the store and make sure no one's around. I don't want kids to be subjected to the shit he's saying.

"And they're making all these noises. I'm sitting at my desk, rubbing one out. I shut my eyes, so close to exploding... and then this dude’s voice comes through." He makes a disgusted sound. "This dude walks into the room, butt naked, gut out..."

I start to laugh.

"The dude's like eighty. 'Hey babies' he grunts... and I'm staring at the screen, wanting to puke, feeling my dick shrivel in my hands."

My head throws back in laughter.

"It's not funny, asshole." He shoves me lightly. "What would you know? When was the last time you even watched porn? When was the last time you were alone so you could do it?"

I'm about to answer, but Lucy does it for me. "We watch it together," she says from behind me.

I spin quickly, surprised by her presence. I don't even try to hide my excitement. "What are you doing here?"

"Dude," Chris says, "your eyes just lit up like a kid on Christmas."

I ignore him and link my fingers with hers.

"Rose wanted to borrow my car so I asked her to drop me off. Is it okay I'm here? I just missed you, but I didn't know if you were going to be busy tonight."

"No." I shake my head and take her in from head to toe. "I'm glad you're here."

She leans up and kisses me quickly.

"It's dead," I tell her. "I'm just going through some pre-orders." I take her hand and pull her behind the counter.

"I don't think non-employees should be in the exclusive zone," Chris says.

I lift Lucy and sit her on the counter. She crosses her stocking covered legs, exposed by the skirt she's wearing. "Is that skirt new?"

She nods, a smile taking over her. "I got it today."

"I like it."

She glances at Chris quickly. "I'll show you the other stuff I got later." Her cheeks redden, but she doesn't explain. I already know what she's talking about. She's starting to have a thing for those garter belt suspender set things. I haven't complained. It's sexy as all fuck.

I bite my lip to stop a moan escaping and try to focus on the screen in front of me, but all I can think about is her bent over my bed. The last set she got was black and red. She rested on her forearms, with her ass in the air and told me to take them off with my teeth.

My eyes shut tight as I try to adjust myself. I hear her giggle. When I open my eyes, she's watching me. She nods almost imperceptibly.

"Chris," I snap. "There are a few boxes in the store room that you need to unpack."

I hear his footstep fade, then a door open and close. I don't take my eyes off Lucy. Her eyes follow Chris to the store room, and when she knows he's gone, she slowly uncrosses her legs.

I stand in front of her, my hands lightly touching her legs. They move from the outside of her thighs to the inside, where I push them apart. "Not here, Cam."

But I'm too far gone to care.

"There are cameras everywhere."

I lean in and kiss the side of her neck. "Then they can watch."

She snakes her arms around my neck as my hands go further up her thighs. I run my fingers under the suspenders, moving higher as I do, until my hands find where her thighs meet. I run my thumb over her panties. "What color are they?"

She tilts her head back, allowing me to kiss her neck better.

If a customer walked in right now, I'd probably punch them. Kid or not.

She pulls my face away from her neck and looks me in the eyes. My mind's too filled with lust that my gaze is unfocused. She licks her lips before speaking, "Maybe we should tell Chris not to unpack those boxes in the store room and go do it ourselves."

I kiss her once and help her off the counter. Then I take her hand and lead her to the store room where I open the door. "Yo, out."

Chris laughs and shakes his head mid unboxing. "I can't even rub one out to porn." He pats me on the back as he walks past.

Once we're inside I close the door and turn to her. "Show me."

She eyes the room quickly and then points to the camera. I stand so I'm in front of her, blocking its view. "Show me," I say again.

Her hands brush down the side of her skirt and her fingers slowly curl, bunching the fabric. With each second she makes a show of lifting it higher and higher, my dick gets harder and harder. I start bouncing on my toes, waiting for the reveal. She starts to laugh before lifting it up. Up. Up.

Purple.

"Fuck, Luce."

She laughs again and straightens her fingers, dropping the skirt back in position. She starts to make for the door, all the while I'm thinking about bending her over and me peeling them off with my teeth. Hearing the doorknob turn has me coming back to reality. I slam my hand against the door, stopping her from opening it, and pull her back to my chest. She moans when she feels my raging hard-on against her back. "Cam," she whispers, her body tensing. "The cameras can see everything."