It was a busy day at the supermarket. He had just finished shopping and was lining up at the counter, his cart filled with just a few boxes and cans. The carts of the people in front of him were quite full and there was no other registers open. This was going to take a while.
He looked at the cashier. She wasn't bad looking, only a little plump. She was working as hard as she could to keep up. With nothing else to do, he continued to watch her. She had pale skin, nice thick red lips and black hair. She wore makeup, a cloud of blush around her cheeks and her eyes were heavily painted. The uniform she wore was a little tight around the chest area. He didn't notice her big bossom until now. His eyes nearly popped out of his head and his jaw dropped at the size of her chest. He quickly looked away but when he looked up again he crossed her eyes staring back at him.
"Did she feel him stare?" He turned red and tried to look at something else but when he looked up again she was still looking at him.
He looked down again: "did he just imagine her biting her lower lip?" He watched again, she looked angry but she wasn't looking at him any more.
The line moved on and soon it was his turn. He didn't say a word and placed his goods onto the belt. She briefly made eye contact and then stared at his crotch while starting to scan his goods. "Oh god." he thought to himself. She was checking out the slight bulge in his pants he got from watching her rack.
The other cashier opened another register and she made eye contact again. When he was loading his goods in a brown bag she pulled out a small marker from her breast pocket and wrote something on his bill.She put the bill in the bag herself and he payed.
"Have a nice day." he stammered and made his way to the exit. She didn't say a word.
