Lottery Lane Love

Wednesday night—lottery check night. I never won anything, but Donna made the trip worth it.

She was thick, this one. Properly curvy, with bleached hair and nails that could open cans. Worked the evening shift at the newsagent, always had a smile for me.

"Two numbers tonight. Better than last week."

"At this rate, I'll be a millionaire in about ten thousand years."

She laughed—proper belly laugh. "You're funny. I like that." She checked behind her. "Shop's empty. Been empty for an hour."

"Slow night."

"Dead night." She leaned on the counter. "Know what I do when it's dead?"

"What?"

"Think about things I shouldn't." She was looking at me differently now. "Like what would happen if someone I fancied was the last customer of the night."

"And am I?"

"Might be. If you play your cards right."

She locked up at nine, led me to the back room.

"Cameras don't reach here," she said. "Checked ages ago."

"Planned this, have you?"

"Hoped for it." She kissed me, all confidence and curves. "Been watching you come in for months. Always polite. Always patient. Always looking at me like you want more than scratch cards."

"Much more."

Her uniform came off in pieces. Underneath, she was all soft curves and matching underwear—leopard print, surprisingly sexy.

"Like what you see?"

"Want to worship it."

I pushed her against the stockroom shelves, buried my face in her tits. She moaned, grabbed my hair.

"God yes—more—"

I dropped to my knees, pulled aside her knickers. She was wet, responsive, and came in under a minute.

"Inside me—need it—"

I stood, bent her over a pile of newspapers. Pushed in slow, felt her push back immediately.

"Harder—yes—fuck me—"

We fucked among the lottery tickets and tabloids, her moans echoing off the walls. She came twice more.

"Close—inside me—give me the jackpot—"

I came deep, gripping her hips.

We lay there among the scattered papers, both catching breath.

"Better than winning the lottery?" I asked.

"Million times better." She kissed me. "Same time next Wednesday?"

"I'll bring a winning ticket."

"You already are."

Started winning more often after that. Never got more than a tenner, but Donna was the real prize.