Author's Note: I apologize for this last chapter taking so long, it has been a busy summer. I hope it was worth the wait. This story picks up right where chapter three left off. Please start from the beginning and get the full effect of the story. Again, thanks P&J for the wonderfully HOT storyline. I would like to dedicate this chapter to you both. Thanks, R.
I watched a couple more minutes of this craziness and noticed that they put the money behind our name sign behind the registers. I couldn't get to her phone so I decided to go and look to see if the money was still there or not. This was going to be a very bad turn in our relationship if she ran her mouth. I walked out onto the sales floor and found Sara organizing the thongs that we had on sale yesterday. She was so beautiful that I was going to be cheating myself for giving up on this. I had to protect my career at all costs. Sara was so busy that I was able to walk right up to where they had stashed the money without her noticing. I reached my hand behind the sign and could not believe what I had found.
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I found an envelope full of twenty dollar bills. I counted them and found exactly $120. I smiled as I held the envelope to my chest. Sara was not in it for the money or she would have squealed yesterday to the girls and collected her cash. I was made a happy girl right then and there. I placed the envelope back behind the sign, exactly as I found it and walked back to my office.
I breathed a sigh of relief and chastised myself for doubting what I was feeling about Sara. I counted out the drawers and made sure that everything matched from last night's counting and took them out to the registers. We had five minutes before we opened. Sara was standing there looking out into the empty hallway outside our gate. She turned and looked at me with a mischievous grin on her face.
"It looks like it is going to be a slow day, sweetie. What are we going to do with our time today?"
I smiled at her and shook my head. "You are being a bad girl, young lady. I don't want to have to punish you tonight."
She gave me a stern look and said, "If anyone is to be punished, it will be you, my little girl. Mommy will make sure to punish you for your lusty thoughts tonight. How about we play a little game today and tonight? Let's keep track of how many slutty things that you do in a day and I'll give you 10 lashes for each one of them. That takes the count up to 10 right now."
"What do you mean? What have I done slutty today, already?"
She looked at me with a devilish grin and said, "I know that you were masturbating in the kitchen this morning."
"What? What are you talking about?"
"And that will add another 10 to make 20. Lying about it when confronted makes it slutty."
"All right, how did you know? I took every precaution so that you wouldn't know."
"Never mind how I found out, just know that you cannot keep anything from me."
"Yes Ma'am. I will remember that." I glanced up at the clock and saw that it was 9:59 am. I went to unlock the gate and threw it open. "We are ready for business. Sundays are almost always slow, but a sunny Sunday is the pits. We'll be lucky to cover our wages today, much less make a profit. It's a good thing that we had such a good day yesterday. By the way, the place looks great. You did an awesome job at straightening up the place and getting the signs for today's sale out."
"Well, thank you Miss Ashley, don't tell anyone but I am kissing the boss' ass to get into her pants. Or should I say, under the skirt? I am just trying to impress the boss and keep my job. I appreciate you noticing."
"I am a big proponent of giving compliments. I don't feel that employees get enough appreciation from their superiors. I will always notice a good job. I am thankful for my employees."
We stood their watching a couple of people wander past our store and keep walking. I stood there with my arms crossed trying to look happy that I was at work. I would much rather be back in my bedroom sucking on this beautiful woman's pussy. That thought running through my head made my pussy start flowing again.
"So, tell me about your mom. I would like to be able to act intelligent in front of her tonight. Give me some topics to bring up in conversation."
I stared ahead thinking what I could say about my mom. She was the best a girl could ask for. "Well, she is real down to earth and easy to get along with. She has never met a stranger. We are very close. When my daddy walked out on us 15 years ago, when I was 8, she was dumbfounded. She didn't understand why and she went through quite a bout of depression. We went to counseling and we were taught that it was not our fault but rather the irresponsibility of a man that could not handle a family. Once a year had past, my mom went back to school and became a nurse.
"She got her degree and passed the state boards with flying colors. She has worked at the same hospital for the last 12 years. She is now a head nurse of an entire ward of nurses. She is the fairest boss anyone could ask for. She bases her opinion on what she sees rather than what she hears. Which in the case of working in a hospital, you hear a lot of things. There is some truth to the validity of soap operas. In fact, soaps usually are pretty tame compared to real life.
"She has taught me to be independent so that I would not go through something like she did and basically had to recreate her life. She wanted me to be my own person so that someone could not steal my self esteem and rob me blind. She was my mentor, my teacher and my friend as well as my mother. I can't wait for you to meet her."
We talked and talked all day. It came to be about 2:00 in the afternoon and we had only about three customers. I heard familiar laughter coming through the mall. I did not realize who it was that was so familiar until they walked into the store. It was Uncle John and Auntie Pam. She was dressed to the hilt in short shorts and a low cut t-shirt with a pair of white stiletto platforms. She was not wearing a bra and her nipples were sticking straight out to greet us.
"Well, fancy seeing you both here on a beautiful Sunday," I said to them. "We haven't had a handful of customers all day and then all of a sudden my two favorite customers come in the store. What do you think about that Sara?"
She looked at me with a smile and said, "Well, let's make sure to take care of these customers in the proper way. What can we show you today?"
"First, let me make the introductions. Sara, this is my Uncle John, Auntie Pam's gorgeous husband." They shook hands. "And you remember Auntie Pam, don't you?"
"How could I forget Auntie Pam? It's nice to see you again." She gave her a hug and a peck on the cheek. They smiled as they parted. "So, is there anything in particular that you would like to check out today?"
Uncle John leaned over and gave me a kiss on the lips and said, "I just wanted to come down here and see what you had to offer us. I've heard that the service in this place is absolutely outstanding and I wanted to see for myself. Let me take a look around for a few minutes while you three girls talk. I'll let you know what I find." He had a smile on his face to die for and I could tell that his dick was getting hard inside of his shorts. This might be an all right afternoon after all.
He walked around the store and began picking things up and looking over at his beautiful wife. She looked at me and said, "He is worse than a kid in a candy store in one of these places. You just wait and see. His wallet is a lot deeper than mine. If you thought my sale was good, wait until you see what your Uncle John will spend in here. So, other than slow, how are you two girls doing? Are you still coming to Jenny's tonight, Sara?"
"If that is Ashley's mom, then the answer is yes, I am still coming over with Ashley. It ought to prove to be interesting."
Auntie Pam looked at me and smiled. "You look absolutely gorgeous today. There are not a whole lot of women out there that look good without stockings on, but your legs are most definitely nice enough that you should never cover them up. Sara, you look great too. Do you always dress this provocatively at work?"