"Lacey, what's gotten into you?"
"NOTHING'S GOTTEN INTO ME! ...and that's the problem."
***
Perched high on the bookstore ladder, Lacey reached for a book from the top shelf. Her boss, Mr. Gustavo held the ladder. "No dear, I need all three books in back."
Reaching even higher the apple-cheeked girl grabbed a book and glanced down. Mr. Gustavo was peeking under her skirt! "Sir, what are you doing!?"
The man blushed neon red. "I'm sorry Lacey...I couldn't help it."
Lacey giggled. "It's okay. You can look if you want." Lifting her skirt higher, Lacey actually felt flattered as Mr. G stared at her cotton panties. His hard stare sent naughty tingles through her pussy.
After the last book Lacey crawled down. "Sir, did you like looking at my panties?"
"I'm ashamed, but yes girl... Oh gawd yes. My heart pounded like a jackhammer."
She noticed the throbbing lump in Mr. G's pants. "Hmm, that's not the only thing pounding like a jackhammer." Lacey giggled. "Sir, did you see anything else, like my curlies? Sometimes my pubes curl out."
"Oh yes dear. Golden-brown pussy hair poking out from the sides."
"Do you think I should shave it? My coochie?"
"That's not a question to ask your boss! But.. girls are so lovely 'au natural." Mr. G straightened his crotch. "Lacey, do you need a ride home tonight?"
"Nope, my mom's picking me up. We're going out for a birthday party."
"It's your mother's birthday?"
"No silly, it's mine. Nineteen today!"
"Well Happy birthday! Here's a hundred bucks. Buy something very pretty for a beautiful girl."
"Wow. Thank you!" Sweet Lacey bent over to kiss his cheek. Mr. G turned and their lips met for the first time with an electric jolt.
"Sir, when your birthday comes around, I'll give you another kiss."
"Lacey, tomorrow's my birthday!"
"It is?"
"No, it was months ago. I was just trying to steal a kiss."
"Ha. You can have a kiss anytime you want." They walked to the front door. Lacey turned and kissed her boss. Not the little peck, but a real lip-smacking kiss. They hugged tight and Mr. G's hand accidentally rubbed the crease in her panties.
Lacey blushed. "Thank you Mr. G, for a super-fun day."
***
The following day Lacey's mother, Maxine swirled into the bookstore like a tornado looking for a trailer park.
Gus raced into the backroom but Maxine cornered him, pointing her long, black fingernail. "Sir, I understand you looked under my daughter's skirt, kissed her lips, and felt up her twat?"
"Um... yes I did, b-but it was all platonic."
"I don't give a rat's ass if it was platonic or satanic!" Maxine grabbed his tie. "Lacey's never been on a real date. Never attracted a guy. I prayed that some pimple-faced boy would ask her to the prom."
"But no. Sheβwe haven't had good luck with men." Maxine pulled his necktie so tight it choked him. "My innocent, apple-cheeked daughter has a crush on you. Take Lacey on a date. Make my daughter feel attractive. That's an order!!"
"Yes Maxine, I will. Don't hurt me. Please."
Later Maxine cornered Lacey in her bedroom. "Daughter I'm tired of you sitting at home. Night after night, year after year. If you don't find a boyfriend soon you twat's gonna grow shut." Her mom winked. "So I've arranged a date for you with Gus."
"Really? My boss?"
"Yes really... and don't screw it up. Here's a sexy bra for you to wear. It has a front clasp."
"Front clasp, why?"
"It's easy-open to show him your goodies." Maxine glared at her daughter. "There's a reason I put you on the pillβdon't you dare come home with your hymen! You know what's expected?"
Lacey blushed. "Yes mother. Be nice to Mr. G."
"More than nice. Nice and naughty."
***
The next morning Mr. G ran up like a nervous schoolboy. "Lacey dear, can I take you out for dinner tonight."
"You and me? On a date?" Lacey acted surprised and knocked over a stack of books. She picked them up, feeling like a klutz.
"Well girl? Please say yes."