The Door was #$%&ing Closed (and a collection of other shorts)

Health Code Violations can be fun!

A Sonata Dusk and Sown Oats Story

A Modest sequel to Calendar Girls

“Welcome to Taco Hut, home of the only Taco in a Hut, may I take your order?” Sonata asked as she wore the headset. Adagio had been right about how she couldn’t eat all of the tacos, but that didn’t mean that she couldn’t enjoy her free meal a day. Right now though she was getting an order from what sounded like a grumpy woman with an upset child. If she had to guess it was because the kid was on Spring Break and the woman was trying to keep him occupied.

She looked behind her to see the door open, which meant that someone that worked here was coming inside. The manager wasn’t letting people eat inside since there was an outbreak of the flu. That was kind of sad, because she actually liked to see people enjoying their meals. But, this was making the day pass pretty quickly regardless. A smile crossed her lips as she saw who walked in.

His silver hair was pulled into a ponytail, there was a hint of a five o’clock shadow, which would be gone this evening, and his mustard yellow skin looked to be fresh and clean. She saw him yawn, which meant that he had been working at his other job. He walked behind the counter, smiled at her, and walked toward her.

“Dusk, how’s it going?”

She liked that about Sown Oats. He called her by her last name. Which was fine with her. She giggled, “Pretty good, staying busy. Oh, Mr. Service is really pushing everything staying clean, so make sure that you wear those gloves today.”

He rolled his eyes, “Sure, why not.”

He walked past her, toward the back, and she took the order the woman gave her into the computer. Two Super Hut meals, which was three supreme tacos, one potato rounds order, and a medium drink a piece, and then she wanted to get a kiddie Jr. hut meal. That was a plain taco, small potato rounds, and a small drink. She hadn’t heard anyone else, so she figured that either the second Super hut meal was for someone at home, or she was going to be stress eating.

“Okay, that’ll be twelve dollars and fifty cents, please pull forward!”

She felt a tap on her shoulder and looked at Mr. Service. He looked tired, but she knew that it was because he had gotten here two hours early, and would be leaving about two hours after close.

“Take your break, I’ll cover the window,” he said.

She nodded, walked toward the back, and saw Sown Oats in the freezer. She grinned, walked toward it, and let the door close. He turned around and smiled at her.

“Dusk, I was hoping that was you and not Shutter Flash. I’ve had to tell her three times, not interested.”

She smiled, “I’m glad it’s me too,” she giggled, “So, I’ve got fifteen minutes, and you’re here…”

He grinned at her, “Dusk, Sonata, we can’t. Mr. Service will have a cow. Seriously, I’m sure he’ll actually pass one.”

She grinned as she neared him, “That just makes it more fun, right?”

He sighed as she kissed his neck, “I suppose, but why aren’t you like this when you visit the club?”

She shook her head, “Naw, at Dirty Dancing you’re not you. You’re just going through the motions so those girls will give you money. I want Sown Oats, not Sown Oats’ swinging cock in a G-string.”

He laughed, “Guess that I can respect that, so what do you…” he stopped when she unbuttoned his pants, dropped them, and then began to lightly stroke him.

“What I want is for you to help me give the condiments here an extra glaze,” she purred, “I want you to help me give them our own special rinse,” she purred as he helped her up onto a box of bagged taco meat, “And I want you to show me how much you love me.”

She felt him reach under her Taco Hut short skirt and then pull her Hello Kitty panties down to her ankles. They were cute, she liked them, but what made her want to wear them was that he thought they made her look adorable. She felt him push into her, and she moaned loudly. She’d seen Adagio with Passive this morning, and her sister was obviously a very quiet lover. She wasn’t. Adagio, and Aria, had no idea that she’d had a few lovers over the years.

Most of the time it was for fun, or for something she specifically wanted. It wasn’t that she didn’t like most of them, but honestly she hadn’t really considered being with anyone just because before. It was after she watched how happy Adagio was with Passive Voice that she began to wonder what it would be like. She didn’t want to just take anyone though. It just so happened that she found someone she really liked in Sown Oats.

She felt him hitting the right spot inside of her, and she couldn’t help it as she quivered. She grabbed onto him, screaming his name as she came onto him, and the bags of taco meat, and the boxes of everything else under those boxes. She felt him go as well, and she was thankful that she’d slipped the condom onto him while she was getting him ready.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TWO DOING?!”

She looked to see Mr. Service, his eyes bulging out, and she waved sheepishly, “Ummm, testing to make sure that the boxes are sturdy, yep! They’re sturdy!”

It was obvious that Mr. Service didn’t like her answer. He shook his head, “Clean up, both of you, and… We’re going to do an employee evaluation after both of your shifts!” he turned around, “If we weren’t so damned busy I’d just do it now and then fire you both! God, separate, get cleaned up, and get back to work!”

Sown looked at her, “So, looks like we’re out of a job.”

She shrugged her shoulders, “I can go to the other Taco place, and I know that you were only working here because you liked the cheap meals.”

He rolled his eyes, “Naw, I was just saying that. I was planning on quitting a while back, but then I met this cute girl. It gave me a reason to work two jobs. Guess that now I’ve got to find a way of making it work without the Taco Hut.”

She beamed at him, “Just ask her out,” she kissed him, “And maybe keep doing things like this every once in a while.”