I first saw her at the small grocery store. She was a new cashier. Like most newbies, she was a little slow on the register. This girl was awkward and very plain. Her shoulder length dark hair was a wreck. No makeup. Big black eyeglasses - and oversized clothes that hid her body. She was quite pleasant and professional - almost like a robot. If it weren't for her nice smile at the end of my transaction I would have thought she had no personality at all. The way she presented herself you would probably not consider her to be "hot." She wasn't ugly, but not attractive enough to arouse me. Being an ass man, not being able to see her body didn't help her cause with me. However. There was something about her.
Over the next few months I observed this young woman change. For one, she was a top notch cashier - very efficient, I looked forward to seeing her at the register, and would choose her line because I knew she would move the customers along. And, she intrigued me. She became much more attentive to her grooming and appearance. Her hair was straight, black to the shoulders - but looked healthy. She was still awkward. A nerd for sure. One of those super smart chicks working her way through college. Not a party girl. She still presented as a very conservative, shy young lady - but she appeared to be breaking from her shell. She even started wearing a little makeup - lipstick and eyeliner.
I remember the day I realized just how attractive this girl was, underneath everything. She was crouching in front of a shelf right in front of me as I entered the store. She was facing away from me, and I didn't recognize her. I saw a fit looking female stand up. Her pants had ridden up her ass, giving her a wedge. She had a very nicely shaped ass. Perfectly proportioned for her body. I watched her adjust herself from shifting side to side making her ass move up and down a bit.. She reached back to pick her wedge, turning her head to look back. Our eyes met. It was my nerd! She smiled and giggled as she tugged at her pants - releasing her wedge. She bounced up and down on her toes which made her ass jiggle.
My mind raced as I went on my way to do some shopping - seeing my nerd in a whole new light. I was aroused, especially because it was her. We had become friendly over the months. Not like exchanging phone numbers and hanging out friendly - but, there was a connection. My experience at the store got even better when I saw my nerd at a register. I joined her line, behind two customers. She looked direct;y at me and smiled. That was a first. My eyes remained fixed on her, roaming over her body - imagining her naked. Once at her register my heart raced. She was wearing a low cut top under the store issued smock. I swear she bent over further than she needed to while scanning my items, tempting me to peek down her shirt. So I did. What I saw surprised and aroused me. Perfectly formed healthy average sized breasts, being supported by a sexy black lace bra.
I left the store in a bit of a daze. I immediately began fantasizing about my nerd blossom. I imagined seducing her, seeing her in a pair of black lace panties that matched her bra. I thought about her hot tight ass. My cock was rock solid on the drive home. I immediately headed to the bathroom and masturbated thinking of her and the things I wanted to do with her sexually. Was she a secret freak? Maybe a virgin? Oh, a virgin who realizes she's a freak. In my fantasy she finished me with her mouth, letting me cum on her face.
A week or so later I returned to the store hoping my nerd was working. To my delight I noticed her standing next to the store in her smock as I arrived. She was eating a piece of fruit - I'm guessing on break. I strategically parked so I would have to walk past her - hoping to stir up a conversation. She saw me approaching and gave me a huge bright smile and hand wave. I smiled back. We maintained eye contact as I closed in. I had no idea what to say so I punted.
"Break time I'm guessing," I say.
"Actually," she says. "I just punched out. Waiting on a friend to call me back. I need a ride home. I'm getting work done on my car and the ride I planned on can't do it. So, looks like I'm stuck"
"I could give you a ride," I blurt out. "I mean. Where do you live?"
She smiled and shook her head affirmatively with excitement. This was a relief. As soon as I offered I realized that she doesn't really know me. Some much older man, alone with her. Perv much? Her attitude and appreciation for the ride made me glad I asked. My thoughts turned to that place. My heart raced as I thought of what I might do or say to seduce her. I knew myself. I am too chicken to even try. She would most certainly have to make the first move. Afraid of scaring her, I knew that it would remain small talk on the ride.
She was still wearing her smock as we approached my car.
"So, you have to wear that all the time as part of the job?" I asked jokingly, pointing at her smock.
"Oh, crap," she giggled. "Forgot I still had this thing on."
She lifted the smock over her head, giving me my first ever look at her front - and it was worth the wait. Even though she was still wearing her standard oversized long sleeve, button up shirt I was able to get a good look at her. First, my eyes roamed up her legs to the crotch. Her overshirt was unbuttoned and as her hands went above her head the undershirt she wore lifted up and exposed her navel and belly button. As luck would have it, the badge on her smock got stuck in her undershirt as she attempted to remove it. Her undershirt was caught and lifted up exposing her chest. She was sporting a sexy red lace bra which framed her beautiful perky breasts.
"Oops," she says to me with a seductive smile. She held her shirt in place above her breasts for a moment - giving me a good look.
We get into my car and head out.
"Katie?" I ask. "Why do you always seem to be wearing oversized clothes that hide your beautiful body?"
"What? Uh, beautiful?" she mutters. "Thanks for saying that, but I've never really felt beautiful. I mean, I've always, well, never - actually gotten much attention from guys. So I just don't never bothered trying."
"All I can say," I tell her. "Is that you are a very attractive young woman in my opinion. I don't want to sound like a creeper, but from what little I have seen - you've got one amazing body under those baggy clothes."
"Really?" she says. "I wouldn't call it amazing. More like average at best. I've got tiny boobs and not much of an ass. Guys like big boobs and big butts, right?"
"Not all guys," I tell her. "I get aroused by well proportioned, well shaped body parts. Like yours. You have a nicely shaped firm butt - and perfect perky breasts."
"Thanks," she says blushing. "I appreciate that. This feels weird. I'm tingling. I think I feel sexy right now."
"You are sexy," I say.
There was an uncomfortable silence for a minute or two.
"Hey, so I really hope you don't think I'm some kind of perv or something," I say. "Didn't want to make you feel uncomfortable?"