Craig shook his head and slapped a few more slices of ham on the grill. Immediately it began to sizzle. He sliced lengthwise into a sub bun and put it open-side down on the grill next to the cooking ham. It was a beautiful Wednesday afternoon and he had a line of customers in his sub shop, placing their orders and waiting for carry-outs. It was great to be so busy, but that wasn't what had him so distracted.
Next to the ham he spread out some thinly sliced steak and some mushrooms. The ham was almost done and he put a few slices of white cheese on it to melt. He sliced open another sub bun and put it open-side down on the grill next to the steak and mushrooms.
He turned around to check the next order. The sub shop had a long counter, where the customers were lined up, and large windows at the front that looked out on the parking lot. It was a beautiful, sunny day, and a couple more people were headed their way. What could he possibly have to worry him?
It was Tina Coffey. She put some onion rings in the fryer and went back to the register to take the next order. As she passed him, she glanced at him and smiled. He smiled back, but on the inside he groaned. Did she have any idea what she was doing to him? Obviously not, because she kept doing it to him.
The next customer's order was ready. Tina was putting his sub and fries into a bag. Craig grabbed his large Coke from the fountain machine and reached over the counter to hand it to him. As he did, Tina leaned forward just a bit, and her ass, her beautiful, tight round ass in her tight, low jeans, brushed the front of his jeans. He clenched his jaws and quickly spun around to the grill once more, hoping that none of the customers in line, and Tina in particular, noticed what was going on in his jeans.
Tina was nineteen and she came up to Craig's shoulder, and her long, dark hair went all the way down to the middle of her back. She had a cute little nose, dark makeup around her eyes, rings in her ears and a stud in her nose. When she reached for something, the sleeves of her shirt pulled up, showing the hint of a tattoo on her left shoulder.
Tina had been working for him for a little over a year, and more and more he noticed the way she was teasing him like that, as if she didn't realize what she was doing, and how she was trying to check out the front of his jeans. More and more she was succeeding in getting him aroused, and it was getting harder and harder to hide that arousal from her.
Today, though, for the first time when he looked at her, he realized how sexy she was. What was it about her that had changed from yesterday? It was a distraction when he was trying to take care of his customers and run his business. He couldn't keep his eyes off of Tina and especially how hot her ass looked in those tight jeans.
He assembled the ham and cheese sub with lettuce, onions, tomatoes and dressing, and gave it to Tina to put in the bag with the onion rings. She turned around and leaned back so her ass pressed against the front of his jeans. She looked over her shoulder with that irresistibly cute smile.
"Sorry Mr. Baldwerk," she said and gave the customer her bag and pop.
Craig just groaned and rolled his eyes and turned his attention back to the steak and mushroom sub, and got ready to make the next sub, chicken with peppers.
It wasn't Tina that had changed, of course. It was him. Before a few days ago he never would have noticed how a girl Tina's age could be so sexy. Before Nate's comments about that hot eighteen year old girl Megan, Craig never would have looked at a woman younger than his own age as being sexy. Now he couldn't stop thinking about it, and it was impossible not to notice the young woman who was coming on to him in his own shop.
The lunch rush lasted until around two in the afternoon. That was the best part of the day, when they sold the most sandwiches. It was the lunch rush that brought in the money to keep the doors open and the lights on and pay Tina's salary so she would keep working there. Without her help, he would be completely lost. Now, though, was she going to become a distraction?
Shortly after two in the afternoon, Craig's accountant came in for their monthly meeting. Maris might have been a dull CPA, but she didn't dress for the job, at least not when she came to see him. She was wearing a tight dark skirt that accentuated the curves of her hips and her ass and came down above her knees, which showed off her beautiful legs.
Maris waited at one of the tables while Craig and Tina cleaned up. She had her briefcase open on the table and was flipping through papers. Craig grinned. Tina probably didn't know, but he knew that she was just trying to look busy.
It took him a few minutes to fix one of the loose fixtures on the grill before he went to see her. She looked up at him with a big smile and brushed back a lock of her long, dark hair that was hanging over her wide, rectangular glasses with the black frames.
"Hi you," she said.
"Hey. How you doing?" Craig said, also with a big, stupid grin.
Already, he was growing stiff in his jeans. It didn't hurt that the top few buttons of her light gray blouse were open, revealing the gorgeous flesh of her boobs. She knew just how to push his buttons.
"I have some tax forms for you t look over. I think we can change some of your expenses and get you a better rate for this year," she said.
"That sounds great. I'd like to hear more about that," Craig said.
Maris pushed her briefcase to the side and patted the table top.
"Would you like to talk about it right here, or would you like to talk about it in your office?" she said.
He looked around the store. A couple of people were still eating.
"Myself, I'd like to discuss it with you right here. The other customers, though, I don't think they'd like it too much."
Maris looked at the people at the other tables, then at him.
"Craig, that's why I think you've been so successful. You're always thinking about your customers."
She followed him around the counter and waited by the entrance to the short hallway that led to the office in the back. Tina was finishing an Italian sub for a new customer. Craig stopped to help her, and filled a large cup with ice and Coke. She rang it up on the register and collected the customer's money.
"Hey, Tina. Are you ok to watch the shop while I'm in the office with Maris?" Craig said.
Tina glanced past his shoulder at Maris and smiled.
"Are you going to go in the back and fuck your accountant again?" she said with narrow suspicious eyes.
Craig froze like a statue. His throat tightened and for a moment he couldn't breathe. How did Tina know about that? Had he really been so careless with his affairs?
"Ub ... Ub ..." Craig blubbed, trying to get his mouth to form words.
But then Tina smiled real big.
"Don't worry about it, Mr. Baldwerk. I got it," she said.
He nodded and turned to walk away. Tina was looking at him with that big smile. She knew exactly what was going on, but was there something else that he detected behind her sparkling blue eyes and big smile? Was it a hint of jealousy, or was he imagining that?
He walked to Maris, who was still looking in Tina's direction.
"What's wrong?" Craig said.
"Hm? Oh, nothing. I was just curious about Tina."
Craig turned to look back at Tina. She had pulled a couple of tomatoes from the cooler and was slicing them up.
