Story Of A Girl Ch 01

Ah, Christmas, what a lovely time of year.. or so most people think... not me, I hated it with a passion. I stretched luxuriously body arching , short skirt of my elf uniform riding up to expose the tiny red panties beneath. You may be wondering why someone who hates Christmas so much is wearing an elf's uniform, well let me tell you a bit of the back story. I'm 18, fresh out of high school, freshman in college at a small university far from where I grew up. I graduated on Friday night, and by Saturday I was gone, far away from the abusive father who claimed to love me. So rather than go back home between semesters, I found myself the best paying job possible and a place to live off campus until the dorms reopen for the next semester. Unfortunately, the best paying job I could find was working as a counter girl in an adult toy store.

For the entire month between Thanksgiving and Christmas, we are required to wear this elf uniform. The uniform consists of a pair of strappy 3 inch heels, a pair of red panties, a short red skirt with white trim, a red half shirt with white trim, and a cute Santa's hat. The panties, if you looked closely enough at them, were crotchless and the skirt barely hides them from view when standing or sitting still. Most people would kill for a job like this, but I hated it. Not just because I hate Christmas, but because I am a virgin and the uniform makes me look like a complete slut. I looked up at the clock, smiling as I noticed there was only a few more minutes left of my shift. I glanced out the window, checking the weather to see if it was going to be a bad night to walk to the bus stop, sighing as I noticed the snow falling steadily.

I turned back to the counter, starting to count out my drawer to go home as the bell over the door chimed, I looked up and saw him standing there, snow coating his dark hair, the dark look on his face making him look quite dangerous, yet very attractive. I leaned over the counter slightly and smiled, looking him up and down as he walked over towards me.

"Welcome to Erotique, we're closing in a few minutes, may I assist you to find what you need?"

"Why yes you can, I am looking for a gift for a friend of mine who has never owned a vibrator in her life." He's looking me up and down as he speaks, I sigh inwardly, knowing he what he thinks.

"Well, we have an extensive collection of vibrators over here," I motioned him down the aisle as I stepped out from behind the counter. "We have the "Natural Penis" collection, we have the "Vibrating Egg" collection, and we have an assortment of other shapes and sizes."

"Well, I was thinking of something along the lines of a vibrating egg with a wireless remote that she could use anywhere she wishes. She gets rather tense at work and I suggested this to her as a way to relax during the day."

"Well, there is this one," I said as I reached for the silver bullet, not noticing him looking me up and down again. "It happens to be the most popular remote controlled eggs that we sell."

"So, do you demonstrate the toys that you sell as well?" His dark eyes looking me up and down again, rather boldly this time. He was looking right at my 36D cups, rather than my face.

"Well, no that's not a store policy, I'm sorry. Is that the one you want? I'd like to finish closing up soon."

"Oh, I'm sorry, yes it is, I got a bit distracted by your outfit." He blushed a bit and it was quite endearing. We walked back to the counter, he was right behind me, and being the klutz I am, I knocked a vibrator off the shelf. I bent over to pick it up, forgetting that my skirt would definitely not cover anything.

I stepped back behind the counter, smiling as I scanned the vibrator. I looked up to tell him the total and he was just staring at me, the look on his face quite unreadable. I slid my foot over to the alarm button, just in case I needed it.

"That'll be $20.35." I tried to smile as I spoke.

He handed me $21 and I handed him his change and receipt then bagged the vibrator into a discreet Erotique gift bag before handing it to him. His dark eyes still scanning up and down the length of my body as he took the bag from me. He turned and walked out of the store. I relaxed, stepping back out to walk across the store to lock the door. Once the door was locked and I was safely alone, I slid down to the floor, shivering. I leaned my head back against the door, composing myself for a moment before standing, walking back behind the counter to count out the drawer and write up the bank drop for the morning manager.

I walked through the store, straightening shelves up and making sure the store was presentable for the next day, pausing in the vibrator aisle to pick up a vibrating egg. I shook my head slightly, laughing to myself as I remembered his question. Demonstrate the toys, what do I look like? I looked down at myself and remembered what I looked like. A girl who had never owned a vibrator in her life demonstrating one? Hardly. I put the vibrator back on the shelf and finished the walk-through. I stepped into the back room and grabbed my coat and purse, sighing as I saw the snow falling harder than it was before. I shut off the lights, flipped on the night light set and headed towards the door, stepping out into the cold, pulling the door shut, locking up tight.

I walked across the parking lot, making note of the car sitting near the far right side of the lot. I walked over to the bus stop, taking note of the time again, sighing as I realized that I had just missed the bus and the next wouldn't be for another hour. I walked across the street to small plaza of shops, most of which were already closed for the night. I walked into the one that wasn't, a small bakery and ordered a cup of coffee and a cookie. I sat there at a table, enjoying the warmth of the coffee and the shop as I waited for time to pass.

Around 45 minutes later, I stepped back into the cold and across the street to the bus stop, sighing as I stepped inside the shelter. I looked around, blinking slightly as I saw him sitting there on the bench. I sat down on the far end of the bench, back to him as I waited, crossing my legs to keep any passersby from being able to see just how little there is to my uniform. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned slightly, looking into his dark eyes again. This time I was near enough to be able to smell his skin, the fragrance of a man who had just recently showered. I licked my lips slightly as I smiled.

"Hello there." He said. "I've been waiting for you."

I stiffened slightly and slid my hand into my purse for my mace. "You have? Why?"

"Well, I work two stores down in the plaza you work in and I know that you take the bus, that has to be quite cold in that outfit. I was going to offer you a ride home."

"Oh, well that's very nice of you, which shop do you work at?" I thought I knew most of the people who worked in the plaza, except in the computer store at the far end, they never wandered down my way.

"Oh, I work at Compute This. I just started about two weeks ago."

"That's why I've never seen you before. Shouldn't you be taking that gift to your friend, though? I appreciate the offer, but I wouldn't want to keep you from other things."

"Oh, she's out of town until next weekend, besides, she's just a friend and co-worker. I've been trying to get up the nerve to talk to you for a while now,"

"Well, as long as I'm not keeping you from anything, I'd appreciate the ride. It's a long trip by bus and it's rather cold to wait in this outfit." We both stood and walked to his car, he put a hand on the small of my back to keep me from slipping on the icy pavement. He opened the door for me and helped me in, closing the door when I was settled comfortably. He climbed into the drivers seat and started up the car, cranking the heat all the way up before backing out and heading down the street.

I gave him the directions to my apartment and we chatted about our jobs and our families. We chatted like we were old friends, it was rather comforting since I hadn't met anyone else in this city that I felt comfortable talking with. He pulled into my parking lot, and stopped to allow me to get out. I smiled and invited him to park in my assigned slot and come up to my apartment. I dug my parking tag from my bag and tossed it up on the dash as he pulled into my slot. He shut off the car and walked around, opening the door for me to get out. I was self conscious, knowing the panties are crotchless, but I stepped from the car and he put his hand back on my back to keep me from falling with these heels on.

I dug in my bag and pulled out my keys and opened the front door to the building, he held the door for me, and walked along side me quietly until we got to my apartment door. I unlocked the door and pushed it open, flipping on the lights as we entered. He pushed the door shut behind him and stood there as I put my bag down in a chair. I turned and smiled at him and took a good long look at him for the first time.

"I have soda in the fridge if you'd like a drink, there's also iced tea, milk and probably some alcohol in there as well. If you'd rather hot tea or coffee, please feel free to make some, the cups and glasses are in the cupboard to the left of the sink. Please feel free to make yourself at home while I change out of this ridiculous outfit." With that, I slipped out of my shoes and walked barefoot into the bedroom, pushing the door shut behind me. I slipped out of my costume and into a more respectable looking skirt and top, forgoing the bra and panties. I slipped my feet into slippers and pulled my hair out of the god awful hat and back into a loose knot.

I walked back out to the other room to find him sitting at my kitchen table with a cup of coffee, smiling to himself. He spotted me and looked up, looking me up and down. I walked over to get a cup of coffee, pulling the creamer out of the refrigerator before sitting down across the table. We chatted a bit more, getting to know each other better. I glanced up at the clock, realizing it was getting rather late and that I hadn't eaten at all since breakfast.

"Would you like to have dinner with me? Nothing fancy, I was thinking of ordering a pizza."

"Sure, that sounds great." He smiled as I picked up the phone and placed the order. We chatted a bit more while we waited. We talked about how we ended up with the jobs that we were working and he laughed when I told him with the utmost sincerity that I was still a virgin. He asked why and I told him that I hadn't ever met anyone who was deserving. Yes, I'm old fashioned, to an extent. I do not like casual sex. We ate our dinner in virtual silence, sharing random tidbits of information with one another.

After dinner, we went into the living room and I curled up on the couch, he sat down beside me. He rubbed my legs as we chatted more. I was slowly relaxing underneath his touch, small murmurs of pleasure slipping out as he rubbed my legs. I stretched out more, laying across his lap to give him better access to rub my legs. I laid there, content, feeling his hands on my legs. I must have drifted off because next I knew, he was stretched out beside me on the couch, rubbing my back and stroking my hair.

I looked up at him, propping myself up on my elbow, reaching up to stroke his cheek lightly as I stretched up to kiss him. The kiss was tentative at first, as it was the first time I'd ever kissed a guy in any manner other than a friendly peck on the cheek. His hand stilled on my back as he returned my kiss, letting me take the lead, letting me set the pace. I licked his lips lightly, my tongue exploring his slightly parted lips, causing him to part them further. I heard a small sigh escape his lips as we deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth and mine, his. We finally broke the kiss, both of us breathless, as we just stared at each other.

I took a deep breath and slid my hand down his chest, tentatively exploring before he took my hand in his, smiling as he pulled me close, whispering softly, "Are you sure about this?"

I nodded, smiling at him, "I am sure."

He let go of my hand, I brought it back to his side, stroking lightly, licking my lips before whispering, "Guide me? I've never been with a man before."

He gasped softly, stroking his fingers along my cheek then slowly down my neck, dipping gently beneath the neckline of my top. I groaned softly, his fingers arousing me in ways I had never known before. I slipped to my feet and pulled my top over my head, the unzipped my skirt, letting it fall to the floor before reaching out my hand to him, pulling him to his feet. He stroked his hands lightly down my body and I gasped, letting him take control again. He pulled his shirt over his head and then unsnapped his jeans, pushing them down to the floor. I gasped again, seeing him naked, his cock a rock hard 7 inches. I reached out to touch him, fingertips fluttering lightly along his cock. He took both of my hands in his and pulled me to him, kissing me as he lifted me up, urging me to wrap my legs around his waist. He carried me into the bedroom, kissing my lips, throat and chest lightly.

He laid me gently on the bed, kissing me lightly, my eyes closed as I lay there, writhing beneath him, allowing him to touch and guide me. My body was reacting in ways I had never known before as he kissed down my chest, massaged my breasts, kissing my nipples lightly. I groaned, pleasure running through my entire body as he continued kissing down my belly, licking softly at my belly button, tugging the barbell there gently. I moaned, fingers wrapped around my sheets, arching up to meet his lips. He continued to move down, kissing lightly along my thighs, dragging his teeth up my inner thigh, nose nudging lightly against my pussy.

I gasped softly, eyes closed as I felt him move, licking slowly along my pussy, lapping at the wetness that had gathered from his gentle teasing. He slipped his tongue between my lips only to be rewarded with more of my juices and louder moans. He slid his tongue into my pussy and I shuddered, arching up against his mouth, pussy convulsing around the tongue. I felt him pull back slightly and kiss my clit before sliding up my body, his cock brushing against my leg.

He kissed my lips, letting me taste my juices on his lips as he slid his cock lightly along my pussy. I felt him slide between my pussy lips and I arched to meet him. He put his hands on my hips and stilled me, sliding slowly into me, stroking in and out until he met the thin barrier that marked me a virgin. I groaned, my pussy throbbing and aching from the sensations of being filled so full. I tried to arch up against him, he stilled me again, kissing me softly as he started to stroke in and out again, this time not stopping as he thrust hard, breaking the membrane. I screamed against his lips and whimpered as he continued to stroke in and out slowly, the pain fading on each stroke until there was nothing but pure pleasure left.

My pussy was stretched so much that it was nearly impossible to contract the muscles enough to squeeze his cock, but the sensations of my tightness seemed to be enough as he stroked his cock in and out of me. I arched to meet each thrust, taking the full length of his cock into me each time. We built up a steady rhythm together, drawing close to my first orgasm. We continued our dance for a while before he wrapped his arms around me, rolling us over together so he was on his back. I gasped softly, the sudden change of position impaling me further on his cock. He urged me to sit up, and guided my hips so that he was stroking me from beneath, letting me bounce on his cock.

I groaned softly, the new position making me shudder more, my head thrown back as I stroked my breasts, pinching and tugging at my nipples, orgasm so close now that it was only a matter of time. He took one hand from my hips and stroked his hand down my body, from my cheek down my neck, lightly down my chest and belly then lower, finding my clit. I moaned loudly, pussy clamping around his cock, my head thrown back as I cried out loudly, cumming hard, my body rocking back and forth, adding pressure to his cock. He moaned, arching up one more time, hands back on my hips, holding me still as he released his load of hot sticky cum inside my waiting pussy. I groaned, grateful for him holding me, I grabbed ahold of him, grinding against his cock as he shot load after load of cum into me before pulling me down to kiss me.

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me gently in his arms as I shivered, breath steadying slowly. He stroked my hair and whispered soft words of love against my skin as we slowly drifted off to sleep together. The last words I heard before falling asleep, "This is the best Christmas ever."