In the Family Store

Back when I lived with my family it was pretty hard to find a good time and place to enjoy myself properly. As time passed I got quite good at it or maybe cared less about being found out by them. Sometimes I found that a little bit of courage made me do quite naughty stuff in quite unappropiate places. When I lived at home and went to highschool, I usually helped with a small grocery store we owned right next to home. Usually I helped just after school sometimes, and usually when I took over it, it was only me and very little customers as it was almost time to close. Every once in a while I closed up early just because noone seemed to comeby. One of those days was looking up to be just like that. Had arrived from school as always and ordered to attend to the store for the rest of the day. Extremely exhausted I sat there bored, just waiting for the day to come to a close but, like it happens to me somedays, my hornyness had another say. My clit started calling to me over my clothes, and small terrible ideas started festering in my mind. What if I did right there? What if I masturbated to orgasm as a customer came by to ask for something?What if I got caught? As my pussy lips started swelling my logical mind started telling me what a terrible idea it was. What if mom came and saw me like that? What if the customers freaked out? What if they find out what a slut I really am? The more I thought about it the worse it seemed, but somehow my body felt hotter and more willing to accept the consequences. It started slowly conquering my mind. First I thought, "maybe just a little rub and that's it"; I slipped my hand down my pants rubbed my clit over my panties, BIG mistake. As soon as I touched myself I knew there was no going back. Hooked once more, not to be released until I saw this through completely. I thought a little about closing the store early, but my animal side took over and it said "just do it, if it happens it will happen and there's nothing you can do". Soon enough I was kicking off my  shoes. Lowered my pants a bit, an expected surprise seeing my grey panties with a small wet patch. Ended up taking them off completelly. I love going back to that image of myself, only 17, in the counter of my family's store, going at it uncontrollably, sitting just across the counter, only in my panties, my school t-shirt, and knee-high socks. My gaze was kept at the door of the store, just waiting for someone to be seen through the window and entering the place. My legs were shaking a bit due to the the fear of getting caught (either that or the extreme pleasure I was giving myself at that moment). I imagined myself getting caught and yelled at, but that moment fortunately never came. The only thing that came was the nice waves that come with an orgasm. They hit me softly but still strong enough to let out a small moan into the store, my legs tensed up inmediately as i felt them, my toes curled up and my vision left the door for the moment as I closed my eyes. After the deed I opened my eyes to realization of my actions. For some reason i was incredibly embarassed but also incredibly satisfied. I saw my panties, they were a mess and i was leaking a bit into the chair below. Still breathing heavy I pulled my pants back up and got ready to resume my activities. Just a few minutes after I was getting done with my clothes, an old lady came inside the store. As she got what she needed, I though about my actions before, for some reason embarassement swept over me. I'm sure i was as red as a tomato, but as she came over the counter I couldn't help but think how I might go for the second orgasm as soon as she left the store. It was then that I knew i had opened a little Pandora´s box, full with pleasure and naughty things. That day was the first of many when I tried doing naughty stuff at that store. Work is always better when you're having fun, and oh my god how much fun did i had in that little store of ours.