Chapter One
He was just closing the drawer on the cash register when he heard the door close. As he raised his head, he spotted a well-dressed lady approaching the counter, eyes slightly downcast. She seemed to be about his height, although she was wearing two-inch heels. She stopped just in front of him and raised her head to face him directly.
As she opened her mouth to speak, nothing came out. She Stood there gazing into his eyes with her mouth open and her heart pounding in her ears. Sarah Henderson couldn't catch her breath. She was totally immersed in the bluest eyes she had ever seen.
Sam Taylor was also speechless. He was lost in the green Pools of her eyes. Time stood still as the two of them stared at each other. Sarah blinked first and broke the spell. As she cleared her throat, Sam took a moment the really look at this woman.
She wore a black suit with a short skirt and a white blouse that was buttoned much too high. Her soft brown hair framed her face, making her look like a porcelain doll. Her eyes were a deep green, her nose short and cute, and her mouth was oval shaped with a slight reddish tint to her lipstick. Her figure was slim but proportionate, not as skinny as a runway model. Her breasts were small, her tummy flat, and her ass appeared to be nicely rounded.
"Hi. I hope you can help me. I am a little turned around."
"Let's see. Eyes, breasts, and knees all pointing the same direction - I think you're all straightened out."
She smiled at Sam and his whole world tilted.
"I'm sorry, that wasn't very polite. What's the problem?"
"I just moved here over the weekend. I have a job interview this morning but I can't seem to find the place. Can you tell me where the Brunswick Zone Bowling Alley is?"
"Sure I can but you seem to be a bit overdressed for a bowling alley job."
"Not really. I'm interviewing for the manager's job. Do you think I'm overdressed for that?"
Sam walked around the corner of the counter and stood in front of her.
"Are you interviewing with the District Manager alone or is this a group interview?"
"Just the DM I think, why?"
He raised his hands to the level of her breasts then stopped and looked directly into her eyes.
"May I?"
"Sure."
With that, he very gently opened the next button on her blouse and pressed the edges of the blouse against the lapels of her suit jacket. His fingers lightly pressed against the tops of her breasts in the process and he could feel her tremble.
"There." He said. "That looks much better. Just remember to keep your chin up and look the world in the eye and I'm sure you'll get the job."
Sarah let out a long slow breath and raised her eyes to meet his once again.
"Thank you, but you still haven't told me where I need to go."
Sam put his hand on her shoulder and turned her towards the door.
"I'll do better than that." He said. "I'll show you."
As they exited the station, Sam led her to the corner and pointed down the street.
"It's just beyond the car dealership. You can walk there in 5 minutes and cut across the parking lot. Your car will be safe here."
"Thank you, Sam. By the way, my name is Sarah Henderson."
"Well, Sarah Henderson, my name is Sam Taylor. Good luck on your interview and please stop in and let me know how it went when you come back to get your car."
"That's a promise, Sam. I'll see you in a little while. I have to go or I'll be late. Bye and thanks again."
Sam watched as she crossed the gas station to the sidewalk and marveled at the movement of her ass. Yessir, he thought, definitely world class! What was that song - oh, yeah, poetry in motion, a wave upon the ocean could never move that way.
Sarah walked across the tarmac breathing slowly, her head held a little higher, her back a little straighter, and a little more wiggle in her walk. She knew he was watching and hoped she didn't overdo it. As she reached the sidewalk, she looked back over her left shoulder and saw Sam give her two thumbs up. Although she wasn't sure if he meant her walk or was wishing her luck with the interview, she smiled and waved back, then tried to keep from falling as she felt the tingle begin in her pussy.
After Sarah was out of sight, Sam returned to the station. You couldn't have wiped the grin off his face with dynomite.
An hour later, Sam had just turned the register over to his relief and was reaching for his sunglasses and hat when he heard the front door. He glanced and saw Sarah entering. He put his glasses on and walked out from behind the counter as she crossed the open floor toward him.
"Hi, how did it go?"
"Great, thanks to you. I got the job, Sam. I got the job!"
Sarah almost shouted the words as she took the last few steps and held her arms up towards Sam. He took the hint and opened his arms to the beaming woman and they came together in a tight embrace. Sarah hugged him tightly for a moment, then pulled her head back and kissed him full on the lips. Sam responded to her kiss and immediately increased the tightness of his arms around her. As their lips met they were once again alone in the world.
Sarah broke the kiss and leaned back in his arms, a shocked look on her face. She was met with a wide grin from Sam and instantly calmed down, although she began to back out of his embrace.
"I'm sorry, Sam, it's just that I'm so happy right now."
"Don't be sorry, Sarah, that's the nicest thing that's happened to me in quite a long time. So when do you start, Madam Manager?"
"Oh, tomorrow. I have several meetings with various people in the organization and then I get to meet my staff. Oh, Sam, thank you again for your wonderful advice. I couldn't have done it without you."
"Nonsense. You just needed a vote of confidence. Do you have anything to do this afternoon?"
"No. What did you have in mind?"
"I was thinking lunch, actually. But I need to go home to change and have a quick shower. I've been here since 4:30 this morning. Could you give me a ride?"
