As Sean pulled into the parking lot, he sighed deeply. "This is going to be a long night," he thought.
Saturday nights usually were when he had to word the late shift at the store. Being promoted to keyholder was supposed mean more money and more time to go out. Instead, it seemed to mean longer hours and more responsibilities, with a few more dollars an hour. But at 35 years old and recently divorced he moved down south to restart his life from scratch. And working at the convenience store was just a way to pay the bills until he got a better job.
He dropped his lunch box in the break room and went to clock in. "Well, Christy called in sick again" the store manager, Renee, said.
"What's wrong with her this time?" Sean asked.
Renee shrugged, "I gave up asking. But she's on her last warning. I had to call Amber".
It didn't matter to Sean who he worked with. Both girls were 19, they had just graduated from the same high school a month before, but both were as different as night and day. Both were country girls with long brown hair. Christy had a kid and smoked like a chimney with a petit frame, while Amber was more reserved, barely cursed, and had a few extra pounds on her body, Just enough to fill her curves in the right places.
Renee finished her shift and went home. Sean went about doing his nightly routine, straightening shelves, sweeping, etc. He walked outside to gather buggies, when he spotted Amber's boyfriend's car in the parking lot. She was standing by the drivers side door talking to her boyfriend who was sitting behind the wheel. Amber glanced Sean's way and waved, "I'll be in in a sec," she said.
"It's fine, we're slow right now." Sean answered. He couldn't help but notice that Amber looked like she was upset. She looked back in the car window said something and started walking to the front door of the store as the car pulled out of the parking lot aggressively and flew down the street.
Now Swan noticed that Amber was sniffling and her eyes were red, like she had been crying. "are you ok?" he asked.
Amber faked a smile, "I'm ok. Just personal problems."
"I'm here if you need me," Sean responded.
While not particularly close with the other members of the staff, Sean was the guy everyone liked to talk to and share their secrets and problems with.
"I know, let me go straighten up," Amber said and went to the bathroom.
Sean nodded. As she disappeared around the corner, Sean watched her cute ass. While he had got views of it before, Amber had on a tight pair of jeans that gripped the curves perfectly.
The hours dragged by and it got time for breaks. Sean had Amber clock out and took over register duties. But it wasn't long before he heard her crying. He popped his head in the break room to see Amber on her phone.
"Don't lie to me . . . I know you're not there, I just saw Kyle's pic online. Are you cheating on me?" With this the tears really started to flow. "I thought you loved me."
Suddenly, Amber pulled the phone away from her ear and looked at the screen. "Fuck you then, asshole! Don't bother coming back here, I'll get another rude home," and hung up her phone. She was crying harder now.
"Damn, girl," Sean said. "I'm afraid to be obviously stupid, but what was that about?"
Amber looked up, "My asshole of a boyfriend is cheating on me. Of course, he denies it. But look at this pic." She showed Sean the screen on her phone, there was a guy Sean didn't recognize in the center, behind was Ambers boyfriend is arms stretched to the side. On the other side of the other guys head Sean could just see the edge of a head with shoulder length blonde hair.
"I see, sorry."
Amber glanced up at the clock on the wall. "I don't want to think about it. I'm going to clean up my make-up and then I need to clock back in."
When Amber clocked back in from lunch, Sean clocked out and went straight to the coolers. There he grabbed a case of beer. He paid for it and a bag of ice, then put them in the cooler the back of his pickup.
"You look like you got big plans tonight," Amber said with a smile.
Sean shook his head, "No, that's for us. When we close, we're gonna sit in the parking lot and drink a couple of beers. Make sure you forget tonight."
The rest of the night went by with neither of them walking about what happened. They closed up and went to Sean's truck. He dropped the tailgate and lifted the door of his camper top. Amber hopped on the tailgate as he took a beer from the cooler and tossed it to her.
"Thanks for this, it helps to have someone to talk to," she said after taking a sip.
"Just don't tell anyone I gave it to you."
Amber looked at him, "I'm a country girl. I learned to drive on a tractor before I could walk, and I've been drinking beer since before I got my first period."
Sean smiled, "I believe it. So what you gonna do now. With your boyfriend I mean?"
"I don't know," Amber said as looked at the ground. "I've been with Jack since junior year. I love him. Hel, I lost my virginity to him. But you saw the pic. He's cheating on me."
"I'm sorry. I know what you're going through. It's part of life." Sean drank his beer and chuckled. "You want to know a secret?"
"What?"
Sean looked around, then leaned in close. "Men are pigs."
Amber started to laugh. She hit him on the shoulder, "Shut up!"
"I knew I could make you laugh," he said as he sat on the tailgate. She rested her hear on his shoulder.
"Thanks for this," she told him. "And not all men are pigs. You're a nice guy."
"I think my ex-wife would disagree, but thanks anyway," he looked down at her. "So, Jack is an asshole. Frankly, he is an idiot for cheating on you. You're young and hot. You'll find someone else."
Amber looked up, but he was already looking off into the distance. She reached up and placed her hand on his cheek, pulling his face down to her. And she sat up and kissed him.
Sean resisted at first, mostly due to surprise, but quickly got into the moment. Amber placed her hand on his knee and slowly moved it up his leg. Slipping her tongue in his mouth to play with his, her hand reached his crotch.
The bulge in Sean's pants got bigger and bigger as Ambers hand started to message his cock through the fabric. He leaned back, "You know fraternization between keyholders and cashiers is against company policy."
Amber stared into his eyes, "Fuck the company. I want you."
That was all Sean needed. Hearing her say that, specially cussing like she did, made him lust for her body. Reaching up, he place a hand on her breast, messaging it through her cotton shirt. Amber let out a small moan.
Sean broke off and got off the tailgate. "Slide back," he told Amber.
