"Hey baby, how was the first day?" I asked, as my girlfriend walked in through the door.
Jess and I had been dating for four years now. We just both graduated from college, and moved in together. She did Women's Studies, and I did engineering. I found a great job as soon as I got out of school. Jess, however, had to resort to a retail job until she could settle for a new career.
"Meh, it went alright. The manager is more of a douche than I thought," said Jess, setting her things down. She looked great in jean shorts, short enough that the white pockets stuck out from underneath. She was about five foot four, and light as a feather. She had 32C breasts, a very thin waist, and my favorite - a small, but tight, very round ass that turned heads everywhere she went. The shorts showed off her lightly tanned legs, and the tan looked great with her blonde, shoulder-length hair.
It was pretty easy for her to get a job at Abercrombie & Fitch.
"What happened?" I asked, offering her a glass of water.
"Nothing really, just his attitude," said Jess, smiling at me. She tiptoed and gave me a kiss on my lips.
The second day at her job was no better, but no worse. She complained about her manager again, but she promised that it was something she could deal with.
"Mark is a bit rude, I don't know how to tell you. He never moves out of the way when he's in the way, that kind of person. He thinks he's such a stud."
The third day, I got home before her again. I cooked her some dinner, and waited till she got back home. I knew she was in a bad mood when she came through the door without saying a word.
"Whats wrong?" I asked.
"Black fucking shoes," she shouted at me, "Mark put me in the storage the whole day, because I wore black shoes. These don't even look bad! And I wasn't allowed to touch my phone, so I couldn't even text you. Mark put me in the storage room the ENTIRE day!"
Oh well, I thought. We ate dinner quietly and watched a show on Netflix.
In bed, she snuggled up to me.
"Will you give me a ride to work tomorrow and then pick me up, so you can kind of size up Mark? He's treating me badly at work."
I couldn't say no. I gave her a smile and we fell asleep.
I was standing there, being mesmerized by Jess. She wore a small green t-shirt with a push-up bra, which was a little tight on her and made her tits look absolutely delectable. It flowed down and tightly hugged her hips, covering just a little of the top of her round bottom. She wore tight black leggings that rode up her butt, showing off both her little buttcheeks.
She tiptoed and gave me a kiss. I couldn't help myself but to grab her ass and give it a good squeeze. She giggled, and happily skipped toward the door.
When we both got into the store, Mark gave her a glimpse, then told her to neaten up the display and then to work the register. Jess turned around and gave me a smile.
Mark was pretty well built. He was just above my height, but had a much solid build. His arms were huge. We exchanged a nod, and I introduced myself as Jess's boyfriend. I hate to admit it, but I was intimidated by him. His handshake was much firmer than mine. It was as if I stuck my hand out to get squeezed by his iron claws.
After my work was done, I cooked some dinner and went to pick up Jess. I went there about fifteen minutes before the store closed.
"If you're waiting to pick up Jess, you can't wait next to the register. It's bad for the business," said Mark.
I sat on one of the couches. The stink of the store annoyed me. The attitude of Mark annoyed me.
From my angle, I could see Jess as she checked out the customers. Whenever there was a transaction, she turned around and removed the hangers from the shirts and the pants. She'd turn around, bend over a little bit as she worked on the clothes. The two guys who were in the line leaned forward, enjoying Jess's little ass as it ogled. They grinned to each other.
"Hold on, I forgot to grab a few more," said one of the guys as Jess turned back around. He hurried back with several more clothes.
And then they checked out Jess more as she turned around, removing the hangers.
"Oh wait, me too." said the other guy, with more clothes. Jess was a little agitated, but gave them a smile and removed the hangers again.
"You guys are just playing with me," said Jess, faking a smile at them.
"No we aren't, promise." said one of the guys, grinning at Jess.
