"Darcie, would you come over here for a second?" Jillian called from across the aisle. Darcie's dark head popped up from a rack of shirts, "Um, sure, give me just a minute." she replied brightly.
Darcie worked at a department store, in the clothing section. She'd been working there for nearly a year, and really enjoyed it. Her body usually caused her to be placed in the Men's Department, since the guys could be coerced into buying more than they actually needed. Her tiny little body seemed to attract guys of all sizes, though she was oblivious to that fact. At about 5'4 and barely 120 pounds soaking wet, she was a petite girl if there ever was one. She had tiny breasts, barely a mouthful, and a tight round ass. Her hair was dark and straight, falling down to the middle of her back.
"Hey." Darcie said quietly "what did you need?"
Jillian was Darcie's supervisor, and was a beautiful woman. She was about fifteen years her senior, but looked only a few years older. She had two children, but had managed to keep her slender figure. Her breasts were large and firm, and she often wore low-cut shirts that showed off her milky skin.
Jillian turned and smiled at Darcie, "Oh, hey. I just need you to go refold the jeans in Men's." "Ok, is there anyone working over there tonight?" "No, she went home early, so I'm sure it needs some work." Jillian turned back to the shirts she was folding.
Darcie walked over to the denim area, and let out a puff of air. "Needs some work? It looks like an atomic bomb went off over here!" She said to under her breath. She folded for about thirty minutes just to get the first table under control, moving on to the next table, she heard the cashiers at the front getting loud. It was a slow night, so everyone got silly when there was no one around.
In a few minutes her boyfriend, Tanner, walked over. "Was that you they were squealing over a few minutes ago?" Darcie asked smiling "Yeah, I guess it's pretty slow, if I'm the highlight of the night."
Tanner was a big guy, tall, nearly six feet. Fairly athletic build, not muscle bound, but still nicely cut. His dark brown hair and chestnut eyes made all the girls scamper along behind him, but he only had eyes for Darcie.
Darcie was on her knees folding the jeans on the bottom shelf, when she looked up at Tanner, she drew in her breath in a little gasp. The look in his eyes was unmistakable; it was that deep dark look that could only be defined as "sex".
"Tanner, what are you thinking?" Darcie asked warily.
"What time do you get off?" He asked huskily. "In about an hour and a half..."
"Damn, that's too long."
"What are you talking about?" Darcie asked a she rose to her feet and faced him.
Tanner made a quick grab for her ass. "I could have sworn you got off in a few minutes, I was really horny so I thought I would come get you from work for some fun."
Darcie jerked out of his reach, "Stop that, you're going to get me in trouble! You're just going to have to wait, I have to stay at work."
"Hmph, maybe I don't wanna wait." He mumbled under his breath. He took a step back and crossed his arms.
Darcie continued to fold, ignoring him, but when she looked back at him she froze. He had been rubbing his crotch and now she could see a bulge through his jeans. He took a few steps towards her, and she stood up.
