Savanah's Pizza Place

It was a hot summer day. At that time I worked as cook at "Pizza Place". There was this hot guy. I watched him from the kitchen. He came every day for lunch. Always at 12. I knew exactly what he would order and never waited on him to prepare his meal. I was the head cook of course, so I didn't have to wait on anyone. Anyway. Everytime I saw that guy, I imagined sitting in front of him with my legs spread wide apart, his face barried deep in my pussy, my hands all over his head, pushing him further into my wetness. Oh well, I knew that would never happen, since I couldn't leave the kitchen to talk to any guest during work. So no matter how bad I wanted him, he seemed to be off limits to me. One day, when I was gathering things together in the cooler to prepare his meal, I sat down on a box and started playing with my wet pussy, horny as fuck, thinking of that guy again: "Mmmm, he's so sexy, so hot, but so untouchable.". While sitting there, touching myself and rubbing my clit, I was like: "Hmmm, if I slide this cucumber in and cut it up in his salad, he would eat my juicy pussy. Hehe, great idea!". I grabbed the cucumber and slid it down towards my dripping love hole. I thought for a second. Should I really do it? Then kept going. As the cucumber touched my pussy lips I began to think of his tongue entering my wet hole: "Oh my god, it feels so good!". I was shivering inside, wanting him so bad. I began to fuck myself faster and harder until I came. I made sure to get all my juices up with the cucumber to mix it with other salad items. It was close to noon. I had to hurry to prepare his lunch and ran back into the kitchen, so excited, even forgot to put my panties back on. He was already sitting there. At the same place as always. With the same smile. I couldn't wait until he ate my pussy for the very first time: "Mmmmm, delicious!".