Melissa was one of the most attractive Girls I've met in person, and I got to work with her for about six months.
She was a tall, petite twenty year old with very long brown hair. Her looks could be likened to the actress Victoria Justice in some ways.
Melissa's face was beautiful, and she had a beautiful pair of wide blue eyes.
I'd say that Melissa weighed in at about one hundred two pounds, very petite, and she had a nice pair of barely noticeable tits.
Melissa and I clicked fairly quickly, and just like with all my other co-workers. I'd spend nearly the entire shift talking to her.
I flirted with her a lot, but I could tell right away that she wasn't interested.
One day while I was working with her. Melissa was standing at her register, and she had her one leg resting up on the bag holder. When she did that. The already tight khaki pants that she had on tightened up even more around her crotch, and made it look good. I got so damned turned on at seeing that, I had to look, but I tried not to make it obvious.
Another day when I was working. I was in the middle of ringing out a customer when I heard a female voice behind me say;
"See you later."
I could tell that it was directed at me, but I didn't know who it was that said it.
I turned around to see Melissa standing just in the threshold of the door looking at me. She wasn't working that day, so I assumed she had come in to check her schedule.
She smiled and waved at me and I watched her walk out the door. She was wearing a tie dyed t-shirt, and a very, very tight pair of jeans that made her ass look great. I was actually kind of shocked that she'd wear a pair of jeans that tight.
Later that night, I send Melissa a message on social media to tell her how good looking I thought she looked earlier in the day. I didn't mention anything about how nice I thought her ass looked, I just complimented her in a gentlemanly manner.
When she messaged me back, she laughed and thanked me for my compliment, and that was about it.
No matter how much I complimented her on other occasions, I still knew that I had no way in.
I know this isn't true, but it seemed as if I worked with Melissa more in the six months she was employed with the store, then I did with some of the other co-workers, in the four years I'd been employed there. Melissa ended up quitting due to the conniving and snake-like personality of one of our other co-workers.
I really liked Melissa, but the only thing I did not like about her is the fact that she is super religious. That is the reason I was so shocked that she would wear the jeans I had seen her in.
She would never preach at you, or recite bible passages, or anything like that. At least not in person. She would however post them on her social media page on a nightly basis.
Melissa had the tendency to use the word "Whore" sparingly, which kind of pissed me off.
We'd be working together, and I'd get Melissa's attention to look at a customer I liked. When the customer left, I'd ask Melissa what she thought about the woman.
Melissa would always say something like:
"She dresses like a whore."
Melissa didn't wear anything much different then what the customer had on. Especially when she'd be in her "Street clothes"
I've chatted with Melissa on social media on a number of occasions, and although it was fun, our conversations never even reached a PG-13 rating.
Other than that, I really didn't know Melissa outside of work, so I can't actually say what her personality would be, but if she is anything like every other super religious people that I know, her and I more than likely would not get along.
I've known over a dozen people personally who would devote more time to their religion then they would their friends, and I think that is exactly how Melissa is.
I didn't actually ask Melissa out, but I did ask her to dinner. Just as friends. Of course, she refused.
The reason being that I am twelve years older than her, and;
"People may talk."
As Melissa said.
I was actually kind of pissed at her for saying that, because she is of legal age, but she acted as if I were pursuing someone who wasn't legal age.
I only have one fantasy about Melissa, and although it is sexual in nature, it doesn't have to do with me fucking her.
In the fantasy, Melissa call me and asks to meet with me. She tells me that she needs my help with something. I ask her if anything was the matter, but she assures me there is nothing wrong, and just wants my help with something.
I tell her to give me an hour, and I'd meet her at a local sandwich shop. I jump in the shower, and a little while later, I meet with Melissa.
Upon getting to the sandwich shop, Melissa and I sit at a table in the back of the shop and we spend a little time bullshitting. I ask her what the reason is that she wanted to meet with me, and what she needed my help with.
Melissa takes a deep breath and lets it out.
She tells me that although she is religious, she wanted my help to get her into doing porn.
She tells me that she really doesn't know the first step to getting into s business like that, but figured I might.
I tell her that the first thing to do would be to search on the internet for adult talent agencies to submit an application to. Melissa pulls out her tablet and does an online search for a few adult talent agents, and looks over the application.
I sit with her as she fills in all her information into the application, and at the end of the application process is a semi detailed list of sex acts a performer can choose to do on camera.
She browses through the hundreds of sex acts, and doesn't check very many of them. Only about ten of the hundreds of choices.
