CHAPTER 1: Chad and the Hard Body Shop Clerk
As Chad saw it, there weren't a lot of bad days at the Hard Body Shop. At least not since Cori had started working there. After all, she had inspired the renaming of the shop. Her hiring had salvaged their floundering business. She had a great personality, the customers loved her and she did a tremendous job of advertising, using that hard little body to promote the shop all over town.
Her level of dedication to the shop, its customers and the four-man staff was incredible. To entertain both the workers and the customers, she wore incredibly skimpy outfits every day and allowed groping, posed for photos and teased them all mercilessly. Then, every night she had a date night with one of them. Ben, the owner, got bonus nights, but Chad and his coworkers John and Ty all got Cori to themselves every week too.
Yes, every day at the Shop was fun because of Cori. But date night day was the best. On date night day, Chad checked out Cori's barely-there outfits and perfectly shaped body with a different intensity. It was one thing to look at her and touch her and have fun playing around all day. It was another thing entirely to do that knowing that, at the end of the day, all that teasing turned into a night of fucking with virtually no limits. Cori was ready and able to do almost anything to please him and Chad was sure that she took the same approach with the other guys.
The guys didn't talk about their dates with Cori. They didn't want to compete. There was no point. And Cori never said a word. Her time with each of them was private. She guarded that carefully. She wanted there to be no jealousy, no concerns that she liked one of them more than another or that any of them were inferior sexually or physically. Chad believed it when she said she loved them all equally. Cori was not only the sexiest woman he'd ever known, but also the most honest. He couldn't imagine her lying to him about anything.
Yes, she loved them all the same. But Chad knew the guys all had different feelings about her. Being much older, John was like a father figure and they had a very close relationship that Chad could only assume got very weird when it turned to sex. Ben was like an ex-boyfriend or a friend with benefits. They got along great and had great affection for each other, but there was no romantic spark. Ty and Cori were the closest. They were like best friends. They could hang out all day with no sex involved, Chad was sure. They just had that vibe.
And Chad, in his mid 20s like Ty, was still a bit of a party guy. Yes, he had a girlfriend but he had yet to really settle down. He liked drinking, partying, letting off steam with the guys, then capping the night with a hot little piece of ass. Now, out of respect for his girlfriend, Heather, he had cut out the little pieces of ass, with Cori being the exception. He told himself he was doing Heather a favor by sowing his wild oats now, before they got married. The reality was, he couldn't resist Cori if he tried. Luckily, Heather's job as a nurse had her working many nights and on the nights she didn't, Chad still found excuses to have his date nights with Cori. He loved Heather and she was very sweet and pretty, but Cori was the living embodiment of every man's fantasy. Leg man, ass man, tit man -- it didn't matter with Cori. She was a 10 in all areas. And her commitment to pleasing in bed was unmatched.
Chad had been told by other girls in his past that he was pretty kinky. Some liked it, some didn't. None of them had seen him at his kinkiest. He had been slow to reveal that side to Cori, but as he tried more and more things, he found her submissive and eager to please. She didn't complain. She didn't say no. Chad found that both exhilarating and frustrating in the sense that he couldn't figure out where Cori's line was. They had a strict rule about not hitting her -- other than the occasional spanking, of course -- and he had no desire to beat up a woman anyway. But was that her only line? Was there nothing else she would say no to?
Thoughts like these raced through his head on date night day. Slowly he felt his anticipation rise throughout the day. The testosterone built up. He studied her, leered at her, imaging all the things he was going to do to her. It felt like it did when he played football in high school. A bit undersized and a step too slow, he was no star, but he was renowned as one of the hardest-hitting safeties in the league. He played with unmatched intensity and aggression. Each week he would start the week calm and mellow and by game day, he was so amped up he took out all of his energy and rage and anticipation on the opponents.
That's how it felt on date night day. It all built up. The anticipation. The exhilaration. The high from the adrenaline. In football it was the kickoff, the lights, the crowd roaring, the feeling of a big hit. With Cori, it was the tearing off of her clothes, the sight of her body, her moans and the feeling of her wet mouth or pussy caressing his cock. Nothing compared to "game day."
Chad was even more excited for his date night with Cori than usual because things hadn't been going well with Heather lately. He still loved her, but she could be controlling and nagging at times. It also frustrated him that she would get angry with him, but not tell him why. That made this week's birthday planning especially awkward. She always had a list of things that needed to be done and just having fun was always at the very bottom of the list. Cori was the opposite. Fun was always at the top of her list. These two women in his life couldn't be more different. And tonight, he needed some fun.
During a break between cars, he walked up to the front desk to get a closer look at her and talk to her about the date. She wasn't at her desk.
"Looking for your date?" Ben asked. "She's in my office with John. They've been in there a while. From the sound of it, he finished a while ago. You mind checking on them while I take care of the front desk?"
"No problem," Chad grinned. Good old John. He hoped he could bang babes like Cori when he was John's age. He got to the office door and heard voices. He didn't really pay attention and was about to knock when he heard his name. He stopped and listened.
"I wouldn't worry too much about Chad," John was saying. "He's just stressed right now. He'll be OK."
"I hope so," Cori said. "I just wonder how much it bothers him being to keep me a secret from Heather."
Chad spun around, seething. Who did she think she was, judging him? She fucked several guys every week and she thought he was in the wrong? Just then, the door opened. Cum still clung to Cori's hair and eyelids. John had blasted her good.
"Hi Chad," Cori said. "Everything OK?"
"Yeah, Ben was just asking me to check on you two," he said, not letting on that he had heard anything. "Cum looks good on you. Nice shooting, John."
John laughed and Cori went to the bathroom to clean up. Chad went back to the front desk, still seething, but held it in as he let Ben know that Cori would be out soon. Chad went back to work, trying not to let what he'd heard bother him. Cori still looked damn good and he was more than ready for a night of fucking. But it bothered him that she was preoccupied with his relationship with Heather. Why couldn't she set it aside and just focus on having fun like he did? Maybe she wasn't as different from Heather as he thought. Maybe Cori was just playing games and doing a job and not having nearly as much fun fucking every night as she let on.
Chad's mind whirled, imagining what Cori really thought about him. To her, he was just another cock, just another day. He always thought she was so honest and genuine. Now, in his anger, he muttered "fake little bitch." No one heard him. He tried to let it go. But he couldn't. The anger that he directed towards opponents back in his football playing days filled him now. He wouldn't hit her. But he definitely wanted to teach the little cunt a lesson so she'd never judge him again.