Monday morning, dull day, orders to make, staff rosters to 'juggle', phone incessantly ringing, customer complaints to solve, police to deal with as a result of catching a shoplifter - who'd be a supermarket manager?? I didn't know it, but things were about to get a whole lot better. The rap at my door brought me face to face with the 'security chief', Eddie. Another problem had surfaced involving one of our new trainees. One 'new' girl had been caught loading her locker with high price items that she'd pinched from the warehouse. I asked Eddie to send her in. A very 'shamed' looking young staff member, about five feet tall, was led in with her eyes fixed to the floor. With an air of total confidence I snapped ' Well Judith..... What have you been up to?' I didn't know the girl, but her name badge gave me an 'all knowing' air.
A short young girl looked up, eyes filled with defiance.... but she jumped rather nervously as Eddie's bleeper went off, and he was called away, leaving us alone in my office. I stood, doing my best to look angry.. It was hard because I was suddenly aware of how beautifully proportioned her tiny frame was, and how pretty her face was, all this despite her 'hard' facial expression.. Standing behind her, the line of her bra and panties were clearly visible through the thin nylon material of her thin 'shop' uniform. Like a magnet I felt my hands being drawn to her trim little ass. Did it feel as good as it looked? To my surprise she softened and sighed as my hand stroked her firm little rump and she shivered as I traced her neat little cleft with my finger... as I glanced at her face, the expression had softened, and her eyes were closed.
Turning quickly I clicked the bolt on the door to shut - I definitely didn't want to be disturbed!! I'd a feeling that Jude's gorgeous little bottom was going to need some serious attention, and I had every chance to do the 'attending.' Apart from a 'fling' when at school, I heard a soft movement behind and found to turned toward me. She stepped in close slipped her arms around my waist and firmly gripped my bottom with both hands. I could easily have broken free, but those small, warm hands kneading my ample backside had me in their power. 'I think we MIGHT be able to sort your little problem out..' was my I had no pripor leanings in the 'same sex' department. The strained relationship between my husband and me probably was THE cause of what happened next.