Note: This is my second attempt at a story. I'm going to make this into a long one, 10+ chapters, eventually. This has not actually happened, but it is based on characters that I've known in the past. Feedback is always welcome!
To say I was shocked when I left was an understatement. I had loathed starting at first, because not many 18 year old guys worked in a pansy little store like this selling furniture to old women who were days from death. But the second I walked in, I knew why I was here.
It started with the first two girls I ran into at the register. One was named Kristina, the other was Julia. They were both 23, and tall. Julia was 5'7ish, sexy red hair, what looked like a nice high B or low C cup, and a nice pair of hips. She smiled warmly as I walked in and took off my sunglasses. Kristina seemed way crazier. I knew the second I heard her laugh what kind of girl she was. She was an inch shorter than Julia, slightly smaller breasts, but a bigger butt. She smiled and walked up to me. With her look though, it almost seemed like she was checking me out. I wouldn't be surprised. I was a pretty decent looking guy. 6'2ish, 210lbs, decent build. Not fat, but not bare bones, just in average enough shape to be passable.
"You're Simon right?" she asked, holding out her hand.
"That's right. I'm looking for" she cut me off.
"Dean is in the back. I'll take you, follow me." Dean was the manager and store owner giving me the job. I walked after Kristina, noticing her hips swing a little bit more. I must have had my head craned, because Julia yelled out "hey, new kid" and I turned. Kristina turned too, and Julia called me over. I whispered "one second" to Kristina, and walked over.
"You're here for 5 minutes and you're already checking her out?" She didn't seem to be upset or accusing, which had me thinking.
"She's kinda cute. I couldn't help it, been a while since... and what I am saying. Name's Simon, by the way," I said, extending my hand.
"Julia. And hey, don't stop looking cause of me. Just make sure I get some eye attention too," she said, and winked. She turned and walked back to the register.
I was floored. My legs managed to walk me back to Kristina, and my eyes honed in on her behind again, but hearing Julia say that the second I was here shocked the hell outta me.
We entered the employee's only area, and I was led to a little back office. Kristina stopped outside.
"Here you go. Good luck." And as she walked off, I felt a hand run down my back and across the side of my pants. She smiled and winked as well.
"Christ... this could work out fine." I smiled and walked in, and shook Dean's hand. We exchanged some words, discussed my hours, wages, benefits, the whole deal.
