At the risking of showing my age, I grew up in a time before Self-service gas stations, before electronic credit card, before pay-at-the-pump, before there was such a thing as C-stores. It was the summer of my Senior year, and I worked the 10pm to 8am shift by myself at a service station off the interstate. Not a lot of business that time of the night and I spent a ton of time reading, Porn mags, Spanking porn mags, sex comics like "SEX-TO-SEXTY" Shaping my virginal youth so to speak. Spent an absurd amount of time at work jacking off to say the least, LOL.
She came in driving an old VW bus packed full of stuff, her plates said California, she was hundreds of miles from there. She popped out of the vehicle when I asked her what can I do for you? Not even 5 foot tall, slender, long red hair about mid back, small but pert titties. She told me to fill it up, Regular. No-Lead was about a year away from being sold. I stuck the nozzle in and watched as she swayed to the bathroom. Nice ass I thought, one sweet package, they must grow them right in California. I washed the windows, checked the oil, bumped the tires, and topped off the tank. Then joined her inside. She was crying, when I asked what's wrong? She said she was heading East to go to school, her money was stolen the day before. I wasn't born skeptical, but working with the public tends to push you that way. I asked why she hadn't told me ahead of me filling her up. She had stammered out, she was afraid, and she didn't know what to do. Through her tears she said she, she would do whatever I wanted. Her not paying would mean I would be paying, the pumps had to match the receipts. I explained that. Her big green eyes were full of tears as she struggled to catch her breath. I watched as her breasts heaved against her thin blouse. Then she touched my hand and shakily said she would do anything. She was thinking sex, as I was too but I was thinking; spank her bottom, then sex. I may never get a chance to spank a woman's bottom again I thought. I led her back to the office, her eyes got big when she saw the SpankPorn magazine on the desk, but she said nothing. She unbuttoned her blouse, she wore no bra, her tits were nice but not large, they fit nice in my palm. My fingers slid down to her belt and fumbled at her buttons on her jeans. As I pushed them off her bottom, my lips whispered in her ear: You were a naughty girl, for not telling me