First, before you read, I would just like to state this is my first story. So bear with me if it's a little out of shape.
I'm waiting on my bus to come get me so I can get to work. I hate riding the bus, but the trip always seems so short when I start thinking about our new manager that we got a few weeks ago. I'm even more excited today because it's casual Friday, so we don't have to wear those frumpy uniforms. I made sure I was cute today. I wore my tightest denim jeans that hug my ass and hips ever so nicely. I also wore my favorite tank top, cut just low enough to show off some cleavage of my size D breasts.
As I walk into work I quickly scan the room for the new manager, Brie, but I couldn't find her. I go put my stuff down behind the counter and sign in for work on the register. I start to smell hints of that intoxicating perfume that Brie is always wearing. I take a quick look over my shoulder and see her beautiful smile as she explains the new products we just got in to a customer. I smile back at her when she starts guiding the customer over for me to ring up the merchandise.
After the customer is gone, I look over to see Brie checking herself out in the body length mirror of the dressing rooms. Of course she looks wonderful, but I see her put on a half smile that looks forced. I just want to tell her she's lovely. She's wearing a nice dark blue skirt that rises up the mid thigh of her long and sexy legs, a baby blue blouse that accents her full C breasts and shows the hint of nipple under her bra. Her hair is wavy today and she has the lightest shade of pink lip gloss on that leaves her lips looking so delicious.
She notices me looking at her, and if I didn't know any better, I could have sworn I was drooling. I feel my cheeks get hot, and she turns around and asks, "What do you think of my outfit today, Madison?". I smile and reassure her, "You look great Brie, so smile." She just giggles and I see that smile that just makes me melt inside. Right when she starts to walk away I ask, "Um, Brie. Would you like to go out this weekend? Just the girls, you know maybe dancing or something?" I get the answer I was hoping for, "Sure!"
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I'm getting more and more excited as I'm getting ready for the evening. I had to make sure that I looked perfect. I wore my favorite red dress that had a plunging neckline and hugged my curvacious body in all the right places. I made sure I had the perfect underwear to go with the perfect outfit. None.