It was late Tuesday night, the bodega had been nearly empty all day with the exception of a few customers around lunch. It was rainy out which kept many customers away unless they lived close by. I was the owner, my name is Julie or Jules for short. I bought the store when I was in my early thirties and made it pretty successful, the exception being nights like this. I was forty now but far from feeling old. I still had what some say would be a great body for my age.. Hell, any age at that. I did Pilates a few times a week and my body was still pretty firm. I sprouted early as a girl and now wore a thirty-eight c cup bra. My tits only just started to sag a bit but my tummy was taught and my ass incredible. Normally on a night like this I would've just closed up early but my weed guys were stopping by just before closing for my weekly fix.
It was just about ten of ten when Wayne, my weed guy, came walking in from the rain. His friend Todd was with him, as usual. Wayne and Todd were two twenty something year old guys who lived up the block in a shitty run down apartment. They were both handsome, Wayne with short, dark hair and a muscular build with a little extra. Todd was the All-star athletic type with his handsome good looks, strong, athletic body and blonde wavy hair. They both stood around six feet or better. They were both the classic stoner type who could've actually have made something better of themselves but decided to take the easy way out and slack off most of their days smoking when they weren't selling.
Wayne spoke first, 'How're things tonight, dumplin'?' Wayne liked to kid me about my small stature at only five foot four.
"Shitty weather, shitty sales, shitty day," I answered. "You got my stuff so I can get out of here?"
"Yeah, I'm holding." he shot back, wandering around the store picking up random shelved items before placing them back on the shelf.
"Well, did you need anything? I'd like to get home and get buzzed and forget about this day," I said.
Todd had went and was standing in the corner near the fountain. I told myself if only I were a bit younger, I could see myself going after him. I noticed he kept looking over at me. He then turned to Wayne, who was approaching him from the aisle. "Are you ready to go," he asked Wayne.
Wayne held up a finger to Todd as if to gesture to hold on a minute before walking back to the counter and pulled a baggie from his jacket pocket. "I've got a little proposition for you, Jules. Are you feeling like making a deal?" he asked waving the baggie of weed around.
I looked back and forth between them, wondering. "What kind of deal," I asked.
Wayne leaned into the counter, still holding the baggie. "Well, y'know," he started, "every week I come by and give you some weed and don't charge you but a small price. How about this week I give you, no charge, the whole baggie for a favor?"
Loving weed like I do, I was curious. "So what are you looking for?" I asked skeptically.
"Well, all you have to do is perform a sex show for us while we watch." Wayne stood up, looking over at Todd.
I laughed. "Are you crazy?" I asked. "Absolutely not. Anybody could just walk by and look in and see me with my goods hanging out while you pervs watch. No way.. uh uh."
"We could move the party to the back of the store... away from prying eyes," Todd added.
"You two guys are nuts. Both of you... nuts." I repeated. Enjoying weed like I do to unwind, I had started giving it a little thought as soon as it was asked but now I didn't know.
"C'mon Jules, you love weed. I have weed. I will give you, no charge, all of this weed for one sex show in your back room." Wayne looked serious, he looked over at Todd, then back at me then continued, "Just a little of your time, we see you nude doing a little show, some dancing, your tits bouncing around, your ass shaking for us and then you're set for weed."
"You've got some great tits and a great body, Jules." Todd added.
"Thank you, Todd. Yes, I do have great tits and a great body but you guys are crazy to come up with this idea right here." I responded.
