I worked at a dinky little family fun center and I hated it along with most of my co-workers. As those type of places go it was one of the best to go to just because they had 2 more rides than most have and an actual roller coaster, although it was not big at all so not much fun. I was hired at the end of the previous summer along with 15 other people. They were obviously very understaffed. I wanted to work there and because I knew like 5 people there already and thought it would make my first job that much easier to get used to.
They interviewed us in groups having each one of us giving a little speech about ourselves and why we should be hired. I sat in the back of the little room trying not to block the view of people because I was very tall. I was 6â7 and I was 17. While we were waiting for the owner of the place to get there to do the interviews, a few of us managed to start talking and start getting to know our future co-workers.
Among them was Georgia, she was 19, and 5â10â blonde with long legs and good size chest and later I found out she was Russian. She asked why I came to work here and I said I have a bran new truck to help pay for. She liked trucks and even had an older Tacoma. I told her I like trucks too but I got a truck because I do not fit comfortably enough in any car to drive for more than 20 min. She seemed intrigued at how tall I was and asked me to stand up. She came up a little past my shoulder. She seemed to like the fact that I made her feel short since she was very tall for a woman.
When we had shifts together, especially in the mornings and they were assigning rides to operate I would often ask for the ride next to her and she would sometimes ask for the one next to mine. Being he morning nobody really came early so it gave us a chance to just stand in front of our rides and just talk to each other. Thatâs when I found out she was Russian and an ex-dancer in high school. I had jokingly told her that she must be very flexible having been a dancer, she laughed and said that she was and gave me a wink. I had told her I played football but got my knee bent the wrong way. I could have returned but I decided not too since the month and a half I spent recovering and going through physical therapy was hell, and I was not about to risk that again. She said she loved football and said she hated working Sundays because she would miss the games. I hated busy days because the owner didnât want to pay the people needed to run everything smoothly so instead he had us work much harder and sometimes kept us after many times without overtime. The main reason I stayed was because I could see Georgia.
I thought she was the perfect woman, tall, blonde, long legs, good size tits, a nice ass, and she was so cool to talk too and she loved football, and was flexible. Pity though I found out she had a boyfriend. She was so hot that some of the fathers bringing their kids to her ride would often hit on her while their kids were on the ride. Something I made fun of for as long as we worked together. One time though, a guy was crazy enough to have his kid called her mommy after hitting on her. There were a lot of crazy people that go to that place. This scared her a lot. Since we got off at almost the same time she asked me to wait up for her and escort her to her car and maybe follow her a little on the road so she isnât followed. I agreed showing her that I would be there for her.
I got off first so I just changed out of my uniform shirt that was much to short for me to keep tucked in like I was suppose to but I tried nonetheless. And put on my jacket since it was getting a little cold being November and about 10:00. This was California so it wasnât freezing. I went to the rides and hung out by her ride and talking to a few of my co-workers. Finally, a manager relieved her and we went to the employee break room for her to change out of her uniform. She took off her shirt in front of me but she had on a little thin blouse under her uniform.
I walked her to her truck all the while holding on my arm. She told me that since I was so big and strong that guy would not dare approach her. We often flirt lightly like that giving each other small little compliments. I told her that that guy had good eyes hitting on the prettiest girl in the park even though he was nuts. She giggled at my compliment. We got to her truck and gave me a hug and a thank you for walking her to her truck. I said no problem and I went to my truck and followed her a little until I had to take a different route to get home. Soon after that she was promoted but got no raise, the main reason most hated working their, the lack of money they paid us. She often worked indoors where I worked outside. I didnât see her much unless we were lucky enough to get the same lunch or if we got off at the same time.
Our uniforms consisted of an ugly red shirt and black pants or shorts we had to get ourselves. So when the summer came Georgia switched to wearing shorts, much to my delight. Her shorts were relatively short which showed much of her creamy thighs and hugged her ass. I always longed for her to bend over and me to catch a glimpse. My birthday was coming up and I told her. My birthday was only three days before hers. I jokingly said to her that I was turning 18 and would be legal. She laughed and said she would be sure to remember that. I also found out to my joy that she recently broke up with her boyfriend. But of course I told her that he was an idiot for letting a girl like her get away. Soon after I was 18 I started hanging out with her more outside of work. I was old enough to get into clubs now and she showed me the ropes. I wasnât much of a dancer and she seemed determined to teach me. She wanted to dance with a big guy that made her feel short even if she wore heels.
We had never really gotten romantic despite hanging out so much. Until one day I had driven her home because I she had managed to drink a little despite being one year too young to be able to drink literally. I had a hard time getting comfortable in her truck to drive home and she laughed. She was buzzed but not drunk but still said I should drive just in case. We left earlier than we had originally planned so I was not expected home for another two hours. She invited me in and I accepted. She had picked me up from home since the club was closer to my house than hers. She said that as soon as she sobers up a little she would take me home but I told her it was no rush and that if I was late it wasnât that big of a deal since my parents trusted me.
She got made herself some coffee. That was another thing about her is that she was a caffeine and sugar junkie. She said that she needed a fix to help sober her up. We sat on the couch and started talking. Soon she told me that we never really talked about my love life and wanted to know. She asked if I ever had a girlfriend. I replied in my usual joking way. âLook at me you know Iâve had at least one.â She laughed and said that she had looked and agreed with my statement. She asked how many and I admitted that I had had only one real girlfriend and that lasted about 5 months.
She said that she didnât believe me that I must have be some kind of player. I swore that I wasnât. She then asked me something that caught me off guard. She asked how far have I gone with a girl. She sensed my shock and said that she had gone all the way with only two guys. I told her that she was way too hot for only two guys. She laughed and I think she blushed and urged me to tell. I admitted that I went all the way with that one girlfriend once. She then told me I was too hot for one girl. I said that she only thought that because she had a fetish for tall guys and this made her crack up. She said that it was getting warm and asked if I was hot so she could turn on the air conditioner. I licked my finger and touched my thigh with it and made a sizzle sound and asked her âWhat do you think?â She said that I was very hot and got up to turn on the air conditioner. As she got up I finally really got a good look at her for the first time that night. She was wearing a short red dress with the top hugging her chest and the bottom flowing a bit. I saw the way her red high heels made her calves look. She looked very sexy and often asked me that night in the club to stay close because guys were hitting on her a lot and she didnât want that right now. She came back and sat down closer to me than she had and put her head on my shoulder and hugged me and I instinctively put arm around her. She said she liked the way I made her feel short and how she felt safe in my arms. I had often hugger her and often kissed her on the cheek but that was always as friends and this seemed like something more.