"Finally closing time, let's get out of here!" Fidanka spat as she reached for her bag and the large bunch of receipts.
Rosa rolled her eyes as she grabbed her little black backpack and put it on her bony shoulders. "Yeah sister I'm coming," she whispered as the two ran outside the cafe. Fidanka ran to the front desk without Rosa and yelled "See ya!" Rosa quietly shook her head and brushed the dark chocolate hair out of her eyes. Suddenly she realized something was wrong, her eyes widened, "Oh shit, I forgot my box."
Rosa shamefully walked back to the cafe and went into the back room. "That guy better pay me good for the damn underwear I'm sending," she mumbled as she bent down to reach the cardboard box.
The door brushed open behind her revealing a tall figure. "Huh?" Rosa looked up behind her shoulder, still bent with her little ass in the air.
"Oh, uh sorry I didn't realize you were still here," Kyle muttered as his eyes darted trying to avoid looking at her ass tightly hugging the khaki pants. "I'm just checking everything to be sure it's all good."
"Oh," Rosa got up and placed the box on the metal prep table. "Let me stay with you and look, I hate to make you do any more work," Rosa stammered, trying to look away from the hot sweaty man. His body was tight on the white buttoned shirt, she could see his chest hair through the sweat, making her flush.
Kyle nervously paced back to the front of the house looking at the messy fruit station. "Uh be sure to clean this, they keep getting on our ass about it," Kyle stated pointing to the station.
"That's not the only thing I want on my ass..." Rosa thought to herself. "Yes sir, sorry I thought you meant to clean the ice chest, not the fruit iced up on this," she grabbed a towel and started scrubbing hard, her white polo hugging her breasts with her nipple peeking. Kyle realized she wasn't wearing a bra and coughed into his fist. "Before you go, I hate to keep you any longer, but can we check the back?" he asked, trying not to look down at the petite little girl's figure.
"Sure thing!" Rosa said, rushing to the back.
Kyle followed the tiny little thing looking at her ass shamefully.
"What's the box for," Kyle asked smoothly, only wanting to hear more about Rosa's little side hustle. She was quite amazing, always witty and being completely blunt about her sex business. Ever since Kyle printed that label his curiosity or maybe horniness... Hell he didn't know what was wrong with him being strangely attracted to her, but he had to excuse himself once he found her Twitter. He masturbated in the bathroom to a picture of this girl, the one in front of him, breathtaking.
"Oh, just mailing for panties for these pervs..." she mumbled bashfully. "None of those men are attractive to me."
"Cause you're gay right?" Kyle said before thinking, regretting it.
"Yeah well... I'm bisexual but I mean my type of guys is different."