Hi" I said as I pushed open the door.

A cold rush of air conditioned air hit me in the face. It actually made me feel dizzy for a moment or two. I hate how stores always blow cold air in your face when you walk in the door. I guess it is mainly the older stores. Most of the new places doesn't do that anymore. I don't know, but I know you know what I am talking about.

"I've got some bad news." My boyfriend Chuck said looking at me.

"What is wrong?" I said concerned.

"Someone called off work. I have to stay here longer." Chuck said as he looked at the floor.

"How much longer?" I asked.

"I don't know. I guess I will have to be here until we close." Chuck said discouraged.

"You mean you will have to work another eight hours?" I asked.

"Yes, plus probably another half hour to do paper work." Chuck said while shaking his head.

This was all I fucking needed. I don't know why, but it rubbed me the wrong way. Maybe it was because I wanted some time alone with him. My pussy was aching for some action. Action that I now know that I wouldn't be getting today.

"I am hungry as fuck." Chuck said as he looked around.

"Anything here to eat?" I said as I looked around.

Chuck worked in a small gas station that also had a store. It was a small store, but it had all of the things gas stations usually have. Most of the stuff is over priced and old. At least that is how the coffee is. I think they must make it early in the morning and serve it all day long. If you get to close to the pot, you smell burnt coffee like you never smelled before. It stinks!

"There are some old hot dogs over there." He pointed over to the hot dog machine.

I've never understood why people buy these things. These hot dogs are tumbling around on this metal thing. The problem is, they are old and dried out. They look more like a prune than a hot dog. I can't believe anyone would even feed those to a dog!

"That wrinkled one over there looks like an old man's dick." I said laughing.

"Have you seen many old men's dicks?" Chuck asked back.

"Just one, and it looked like that hot dog over there." I said.

"I'll give you five dollars if you deep throat that old hot dog." Chuck jestered.

"No way. I want the real thing in my mouth." I laughed.

"You mean a real old man's dick?" Chuck joked back.

"It has been so long baby, I would fuck just about anything." I said back to him.

That is the truth. Ever since he got this job at the gas station, all he does is work. I wish that he could find another job, but I am not going to pressure him. I know that he likes this job and all that stuff. If he likes it, I guess that is all that matters. Though, it is hard to tell my hungry pussy that.

"Damn, I don't know what I will be doing about supper." He said.

"Do you want me to go get you something?" I asked.

"What is there near by to get?" He asked.

"On my way here, I seen a new Chinese restaurant." I said pointing out the window.

"A new Chinese place?" Chuck asked confused.

"You know, down where the pizza place used to be."

"Oh, I remember that place." He said as I could see he was thinking.

"That is where the new Chinese place is." I said.

"I'll take some of that if you want to go get it. I can't leave here." He said.

I went over to the Chinese place and got something to eat. It wasn't very far, maybe a ten minute walk. As soon as I opened the door, I could smell all of the good food they were making. They must have been doing some advertising or something, because they had a lot of customers inside the restaurant. I got both of us the same thing. I got a big thing of chicken with garlic sauce. That is my favorite Chinese dish.

I took it back and we ate. He put a little table near the cash register, that way he could stop eating and collect peoples' money if they wanted to buy something. It seemed like every time he had his mouth full, someone would come and buy gas.

We finished our meal and we talked a little bit. He told me about this one drunk customer who came in and was causing some problems. He said that the man started yelling at him then he fell down. The guy had to crawl back into his car. My boyfriend said he called the cops on the guy and they got him for driving drunk. I was glad to hear another drunk got off the road.

"You want to come over to my place after work?" I asked him.

"I'd love to, but I will be way too tired." Chuck said as he looked at his wrist watch.

"I miss our quite evenings." I said as I kissed him on the cheek.

"You miss them? I haven't had sex in so long, I think my balls will explode soon." He said shaking his head.

For some reason, that struck me the wrong way. I probably laughed for five minutes straight. The customers probably thought that I was crazy or something.

"Do your balls hurt?" I asked jokingly.

"Come to think of it, they are hurting for a good time." Chuck said with a horny grin.

"Do they want me to give you a blow job?" I asked.

"They do, but they know I am at work." Chuck said in a depressed tone.

"Come on, I'll give you a blow job." I said as I rubbed his crotch.

"I can't, I'm at work." Chuck said as if he was angry.

"I can fit down there and I will suck your dick." I said while getting underneath the register.

"Are you crazy?" Chuck said surprised.

"Crazy for your dick." I laughed.

A customer came in to pay for their gas and Chuck had to get behind his register. As soon as the man left, I put both of my hands on his legs.

"You aren't going anywhere." I said holding him tight.

"You are serious about this?" Chuck asked embarrassed.