Jessie was a country girl fresh off the farm and a long way from home. She had been accepted into her dream college halfway across the country, she couldn't have been happier. She grew up in a very small town and her parents had tried to persuade her into going to a smaller school closer to home. But Jessie wanted to break out of her shell and experience new and exciting things in life. Go places she's never been and see people and things she's only ever read about.
Her family were farmers who struggled to make ends meet, they didn't have much to offer in ways of support, which meant if Jessie wanted to go to the "big fancy school" then she would need to find work and help pay her way.
Jessie did just that. She desperately looked through the want adds and filled out countless applications, trying to find work. The only job that called back to hire her was, ironically, the job she applied for hoping to never have to work at. It was more of a joke, more of a "only if I'm seriously desperate." Which she was, so she begrudgingly accepted the job of cashier at the local Adult Video Store.
The manager said that she would be working the "graveyard shift" and needed to report by 9:00 pm sharp. Jessie got ready for her first shift as the graveyard shift cashier. She put on her uniform, if you can even call it that. Her "uniform" consisted of a black tank top with red lettering on the back that read "Adult Video" and on the front in cursive the name "Becky" was inscribed.
When she protested to her manager that her name was "Jessie,"she was told that was just "promotion through the industry" whatever that meant. Ultimately she accepted it and decided maybe it was best people there wouldn't know her real name. She complete her ensemble with hot pink shorts that where way too short and her favorite pair of toms.
Jessie walked into the adult video store, she stood at 5'6" about 120 lbs, shoulder length brown hair, cute bangs, large supple 32 C breast, long tan legs and quite possibly the cutest pair of size 8 feet anyone had ever laid eyes on hidden away in her well worn faded white toms.
Jessie never could explain why, but she has always taken exceptional care of her feet. She never walked anywhere barefoot. She would get pedicures and foot scrubs twice a month, in fact that was really the only time her feet ever really saw the light of day, as a result, her feet were milky white with a light pinkish hue on her soles and toes.
Every night, before she went to bed she would rub lotion into her feet. She couldn't help but marvel at just how buttery soft her soles and heels are, she would some times spend a few moments lost in the details of her own soles, the deep velvety soft luscious wrinkles.
Jessie took a few moments to take in the store, walk around and familiarize herself with the various products and overall layout of the store. She felt flushed looking at all the different videos and toys all over the store, her family was too poor to afford an at home computer so this was all a bit much for her to take in. One of the strangest sights to see in the store was small bed on the far right side of the store next to all the hosiery, leggings, stocking and socks. The bed was set up to advertise the the stores new line of silk bed sheets.
After a while of just walking around the store, mouth opened and gawking at all the various forms of perversion she never even knew existed, she decided it would be best for her to head back to the cash register, just in case any customers actually came in. Her manager told her this was a pretty boring shift, that she might see a handful of customers, but it was usually pretty dead at night. So she sat behind the computer next to the cash register and diced to continue to look up all of what her store had to offer, after all, if someone did come in and needed to know where to find something, she wanted to seem at least some what knowledgeable.
Jessie was lost in the store catalog when she heard the bell over the front door ring and she looked up with her big blue eyes and laid eyes on her first customer. Stood before her was a very tall stout black man. Jessie was a little bit caught off guard and her once pale cheeks turned a bright red as she blushed with embarrassment.
The tall black man said in a deep voice "hello young lady." Jessie still blushing, she pulled her brown hair back behind her ears and cleared her throat, "um, hi, I mean good evening! I need to see your ID" Jessie squeaked.
The man chuckled as he reached into his back pocket, took out his wallet and then handed her his ID. "I promise you I'm well over 18." Jessie nervously laughed, " I know, but it's store policy and this is my first night, so I don't wanna break any rules," she said rushed as she looked at the ID.
His name was Michael Smith, he was 6'6" 280 lbs and he was born in 1965, making him 60 years old. She handed back his ID and said with a big toothy smile, "ok, here you go...Michael! Let me know if you have any questions or need any assistance!"
He chuckled and put the ID back in his wallet then extended his hand towards her in a hand shake and deeply said "every body calls me Big Mike, well at least all the ladies do!" Jessie blushed even brighter as she shook his hand and giggled "nice to meet you, Big Mike!"
Micheal, letting his gaze hang over her large left breast said "and you must be Becky!" Jessie shook her head vigorously and said "No! My name is Jessie! I don't know why they gave me a shirt with the name Becky on it!" She said with a playful laugh. Michael smiled, knowing why they gave the white girl in the porn shop a T-shirt with the name "Becky" on it and said "It is very nice to meet you Jessie!"
This was the first black person Jessie had ever met. Her small home town was 100% white. Jessie marveled at how strong his grip was and how big and strong his hand was too. But what caught her attention the most was the contrast of her small delicate white hand in his large, strong, dark black hand. The more she reveled in the contrast of pale white skin engulfed in dark black skin, she felt something stir deep inside her. Jessie quickly became aware of herself staring and quickly withdrew her hand.
She tried to regain her composure and stammered "Well um thank you! Um just... uh...let me know if you need anything!" Michael gave a sly grin and said "Don't worry I will!" And slowly walked into the main part of the store towards the rows and rows of dvds. Jessie picked up a magazine and began the feverishly wave it like a fan in front of her face trying to cool herself off and get the hot blood to leave her cheeks.