It had been months since I left my job at the fast food place. My new job was going great but I had to admit that I missed the flirting and teasing of the young things in the restaurant. I know none of them were serious. What 18 year old would want to make it with a 36-year-old married mother of two? I was old enough to be THEIR mother. Still it made the days go by faster when they would rub against me in the kitchen or grab my ass when we passed in the basement. I would have loved to do any one of them, and actually had been with a couple of the older ones, but I wasn’t about to risk my neck just to satisfy their curiosity.
On this particular night I was driving around town when I saw one of the older boys, Mike, watching the traffic go around the cruising mile. I pulled in to say hi and see what he was up to. The conversation was friendly and light until Shawn and his buddies pulled in. Shawn was 17 when he started working with me. His girlfriend worked there too so I was always surprised at how far he would go with his flirting. He was forever coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my chest. He would grind his hips against my ass. Then laughing and winking he would walk away and plant a kiss on his girlfriend’s neck. I considered it another perk of the job and his girlfriend never seemed to mind so I just let it go. When Shawn pulled in, Mike went over to the car to chat. I was thinking what I was going to do next, being excluded from the conversation, when Shawn hollered at me, “Aren’t you even going to say HI!?”
“I thought you just wanted to talk to Mike,” I responded as I slid from the hood of the car I was sitting on and walked over to Shawn’s open window. “Hi. How are you Shawn? Long time no see.”
“No doubt. What ya been up to? You’re looking good.”
“Yea right. You just want something I know.”
Shawn got out of the car and stepped towards me forcing me to step back. “Funny you should say that because I was hoping you would do me a favor.”
“Like what?” I asked thinking I knew what he had in mind.
“Me and my buddies would like some beer.”
“Shawn!! I am NOT going to buy beer for you. You’re only 17!”
“I’m 18!! Come on. I’ll make it worth you’re while,” he said. I couldn’t help but notice the look of lust in his eyes. I thought I had to be imagining things.
“17!? 18!? It’s all the same. I could get into serious trouble and you know it.”