She couldn't believe it was taking this customer so long to decide what kind of ice cream flavor he wanted. For god's sake, he had tasted six different kinds. His wife and kids had almost finished their ice cream and he hadn't even picked something out.
"Did you want to maybe try our flavor of the day?" she asked, smiling sweetly. She knew her boss, Andy, was watching. Boss, she scoffed to herself. He was 24 years old and spent all day looking at her tits. The uniform top she wore- a white scoop necked t-shirt with the store name "Scoops" printed across the chest- was too small and almost see-through because it stretched so tight across. Good thing she had to wear this red and white striped apron during her shift. It at least covered her breasts a little bit. Although when she caught a glimpse of herself in the floor to ceiling mirrored wall across from the counter, she realized her boobs were almost bursting out of the apron. Damn Andy!
She looked out to the mall and noticed the security guard heading this way. She smiled at that. Darnell was the nicest guy. About five years older than she was. He was a police officer full-time, but worked mall security several nights a week to make some extra cash.
Glancing back at her customer, she caught him staring at her chest. He blushed when he realized she saw him. Aha, she thought, that's why he "couldn't make up his mind".
She smiled sweetly at him and leaned over the counter so her big milky white breasts smashed on the counter a little, pushing them up over the top of the apron to give him a better view.
"Sir," she whispered, "these scoops aren't for sale, but you can have a little peek for free if you want."
He looked at her, shocked and his face flushed.
Her blue eyes sparkled as she glanced around. No one else in the store, his wife and kids busy, her boss back in the store room. He nodded eagerly and she pulled the neck of her top down, grabbing the top of her white lacy bra at the same time and felt her right nipple pop out. The cold air at the ice cream counter rushed against her tit and she felt caught off guard at the low, quiet moan that escaped her lips.
She looked at her customer. He was actually very handsome. Fortyish. Dark brown hair. Tall, lean. White, but with maybe some Hispanic in him. His dark eyes flashed.
"Reach forward and touch it." She whispered, completely shocked at herself.
He smiled. Licked his thumb and reached over and rubbed his wet thumb on her nipple. She closed her eyes for a second- just a second- and heard her boss walking back up. She grabbed her shirt and yanked it up.
Her new friend withdrew his hand and smiled, glanced at her name tag on the apron.
"Thank you, Jenna, but I just can't seem to find any ice cream I want tonight." He smiled before turning around to his family. He walked quickly to his wife and grabbed her arm, leaned down, whispered something in her ear that made her blush and helped corral the kids out the store and to the car. He obviously wanted to get home quickly.
Jenna smiled. She had no idea why she did that. She certainly hadn't ever done anything like that before. She turned as Andy walked up next to her, thinking it was damn lucky he hadn't seen!
"Well," Andy began, "that guy was a waste of time. At least he bought ice cream for his family."
"Mm-hmm," Jenna answered, not really paying attention. She saw that Darnell had stopped to talk with someone across the way at the jewelry store. He was making his rounds, which meant closing time was coming up within the next hour or so. He always checked every store the last hour. How had she never noticed how sexy he was? He walked easily and confidently, his muscles rippling under his uniform. She admired his bulging thighs and let her gaze scan his face: smooth dark skin, strong nose and chin, eyes that she knew were a deep, deep brown.
Suddenly he turned his gaze towards her store and she felt somehow "caught", even though she was sure he was too far off to see the heat creep into her face. Seriously though, she thought, how had she not realized he was so hot?! His broad shoulders were straight and powerful; his hands were large and she imagined they were strong and rough. She tore her gaze away and tried to fight the heat spreading between her thighs. Wanted to glance at him again, but didn't want him to catch her...
She realized Andy was counting the cash at the register, standing very close, so she grabbed the rag and went to wipe down the table that family had just eaten at. She sighed when she saw the sticky mess. Kids, she thought and shook her head.
She started wiping it down and could see in the mirror that Andy was watching her. Actually, he was staring at her ass in her little red shorts- part of her uniform. She had a choice of red or black shorts or red or black little pleated mini-skirts. She had one of each so she could switch things up depending on how she felt each day.
Feeling a little powerful from what she did a few minutes before and the sensations that continued building inside her, she leaned over more, pretending not to notice he was watching, letting the short shorts ride up just over her ass cheeks so he could have a little peek. She even spread her legs a little, placing her elbows on the little round table, pretending to scrub hard at a particular dirty spot.
Hmmm. Dirty. She actually felt dirty herself, but for some reason, liked it! She saw Andy in the mirror and when she felt he had seen enough she stood up and headed back behind the counter. His face was flushed and she could tell he was trying to keep it together. Too bad the bulge in his pants gave him away.
"Hey, Andy? Have you been able to get me another uniform top? All the ones I have are just too tight. See?" She lifted the top of the apron over her head, letting it drop to her waist, so he could get a really good look. "See how the red letters, S-C-O-O-P-S are stretched tautly?" She spelled out the word and let her finger trace across each letter.
Andy cleared his throat and mumbled something about checking on it for her and practically ran to the back room.
She laughed. Have a nice jerk-off, boss, she thought. She really shouldn't give him a hard time. He was only two years younger than she was, but he was just so... well, such a guy. He reminded her too much of her ex-boyfriend. What an ass!
Three months ago her life had been completely upended. She had a great job at a financial company and had worked there for over two years, hoping to work her way up, when suddenly it closed. No warning. She had gone into the office and there was the FBI! Apparently the CEO had been "making inappropriate financial choices"- in other words embezzling. Ends up he had financed an entire mobile home park of prostitutes. Her freaking CEO was a pimp!
She had gathered her few personal items from her desk and headed home to the apartment she had shared with her boyfriend for the last six months.
She slipped through the front door and thought she heard sounds from the bedroom. Her boyfriend worked nights and usually slept days, but she was glad he was up. She was upset and needed someone to talk with.
She dropped the box of items from work right there in the hall and headed back to the bedroom. Music was playing and she heard laughing... and then a female's voice said, "Come on, Tyler! Don't tease me."
Shocked, Jenna had frozen for a second before quietly opening the cracked bedroom door. She couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Her neighbor, Brandi, had her head propped up on some pillows, while she lay spread eagle and naked on her bed! And there was her boyfriend, on his stomach, naked, scooted down towards the middle of the bed so his face was between her legs. He was licking her pussy. Her shaved pussy. On her bed.
Neither noticed her at first.
"Quit teasing me!" Brandi ordered, grabbing his hair in one of hands and trying to push his face towards her crotch.
He resisted. But only for a second. He laughed and said, "You are the biggest slut, Brandi! God I love your cunt!"
