Can Brye Hold It All Together
Thanks to Lee for editing. All characters are over 18. This work by Blewwater69.
Chapter 6
After a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and toast, they sat down to drink their coffee and watch a little news. Brye was the first to say something.
"Jack, if I'm going to get a job at the restaurant, I'll need better clothes, right?"
"Yeah, I'd say so."
"Could we go get some today? I have a little money from work."
"Don't see why not, but won't good clothes cost a bunch?"
"Memorial Day is this coming week, and the stores probably have sales. TJ. Maxx might have some stuff for good prices. I know of this nearly new store, that has second hand clothes too."
"Sure. Should we hurry up and go?"
"Okay."
A quick shower together with only minimal teasing and fast dressing had them ready in thirty minutes. Brye let her long blonde hair air dry but did run a comb through it. In the car, Brye used Jack's phone to get the directions, first to TJ. Maxx. Jack thought about staying in the car, but Brye wanted his comments on her choices. She was concerned she didn't know what was proper for a restaurant waitress.
Jack warned Brye that his restaurant had a dress code with black pants and white shirts for men, skirts for the women. He wasn't sure if this restaurant did, so they concentrated on the clothes for interviewing. Brye found a short black dinner gown that looked like it might fit. They also found a nice colorful print that was remarkably cheap for the quality. The store did have a sale going for 30% off the current price which meant off the sales price if there was one.
Brye wanted to look for good stuff here and more bargains at the second-hand store, so they looked for shoes too. She found a nice pair of black heels in her size on sale to go with the dresses. She had Jack wait outside the dressing room as she changed. She came out to show him the sleek black dress with the heels on. She'd worn a bra under her tee shirt to not attract too much attention, but that wouldn't work with the dress, so she left it off.
"Whoa," Jack stated, when Brye appeared from the dressing room. The moderately low neckline was still tasteful and the two-inch-wide shoulder straps left her beautiful, tanned shoulders and arms exposed. The hem line, though short, was about mid-thigh yet showed off her great long tanned legs.
"You like?" Brye asked, with a knowing smile.
"Gorgeous," Jack claimed. "That should get you hired."
"How's the back?" Brye asked, spinning around.
"Awesome," Jack praised, seeing how the dress hugged her tremendous butt, and the high heels made her calf muscles accent her wonderful legs.
Brye tried on the second dress with almost equal praise from Jack. The print was more modest, but about the same length and tight across her rear. The colors went great with her hair, eyes, and tan. He claimed either would be great for interviewing.
The dresses and shoes, even with great sale prices, pushed Brye to spend more than she really had planned. She wouldn't have much left to spend at the next store and none to help pay Jack some for food. Concerned about that, she still bought the dresses and shoes with his encouragement.
At the second-hand store they found several skirts, a bra she could wear with the dresses, a pair of jeans and shorts, and blouses and a nice pair of low heels, more everyday shoes. The prices were good, but still over what she had by $48 with tax. Brye didn't want him too, but Jack offered and kicked in the extra money.
Brye asked and got approval from the attendant at the store to change into her print dress in their dressing room. They planned to drop her off at La Pasta Italian Steakhouse on the way back to see if they were hiring. Jack sat in the car as she went in looking incredible in her new clothes, heels, and wearing the bra.
She was in the restaurant for thirty-five minutes before coming back to the car. He saw her smiling as she neared the car and got in.
"How did it go?" he asked.
"I guess okay," Brye said. "The manager said they weren't hiring now, but he had a waitress going on maternity leave soon and would at least need a bus-person and when busy wait person for the lunch hour from 10:30 to 3:00 in two weeks. If I could wait, he'd strongly consider hiring me. I need to fill out some paperwork and show my high school diploma to him when hired. Can we run by the high school?"
"Sure, we have time, but we better hurry before they're at lunch."
Jack waited again as Brye went into the high school. Students were all over the school and outside as the school was probably about to close in the next day or so for the summer. Brye came out in a half hour with a broad smile and carrying a large envelope in her hands.
"Got it," she said, getting into the car. "They had it still on file."
"Awesome," Jack agreed, starting the car. "Hey, want to grab a sandwich before heading back?"
"Sure, if I can impose on you again to pay?"
"No problem."
"After could you drop me at the same place over by my house as last time? I have a job to do."
"Okay, but don't you want the bike?'
"I can walk or even run back if I feel up to it," she said.
"Okay," Jack said as they pulled into the parking lot for the Potbelly's.
Jack let Brye order first and then he did, paying for the drinks and sandwiches at the end of the counter. It was closing in on 1:00 and Brye needed to get to her real jobs and Jack home to get ready for work soon. They hurriedly ate and left. Brye took the time of the ride to change into the clothes and sneakers she'd worn shopping originally. She slipped her shorts on under the print dress before removing it. Left the good bra on under the tee shirt. Jack dropped Brye outside Walt's, still believing it was a dog sitting account of hers. Brye walked slowly to the front door making sure Jack was out of sight before ringing Walt's doorbell.
It took a few seconds, but Walt answered and let her in. She asked to use the bathroom, dirty as it was. They went into the living room, and she petted Molly for a few seconds while Walt got more tissues and the lube. He came back to the couch and dropped his pants onto the floor. Nothing has changed since she left, she thought with a little smile.
Laying across Walt's big belly she fondled his growing erection. When he was mostly hard, she applied lube to him and stroked his dick to cover the whole thing. When she was satisfied she had the right amount applied, she cupped his balls with one hand and rubbed his cock with the other. When he was as hard as he gets she applied different patterns of friction to his cock to pleasure him.