Trish attended the State University and worked evenings in a super market as a cashier. Her brother Frank also worked there weekends as a bagger/cart boy.
Frank had worked at the store for six months when Trish started working there. It was embarrassing having her around as the guy's (stockers/baggers) ragged on him saying, little brother needs big sister to protect him. He desperately wanted to dispel any notions they had about Trish and him. Trish was all business at work. Occasionally she talked to Frank, but didn't socialize with any other employees. She chose to keep to herself, a move that others perceived as being snobbish.
Sunday afternoon business was slow so Frank was helping out in the stock room. There were four stockers, and two baggers working. The two baggers were restocking shelves while Frank and the four stockers were unloading a trailer full of can goods. They would be getting off at 8 pm so they had time to talk.
Chuck, the lead stocker, told them about a girl in high school that he and three friends gangbanged. She put up a struggle but still gave it up. The best fuck he ever had, and believe it or not she loved being "persuaded" and never told anyone. As Chuck and the others were older and had experience, Frank listened to what they said about girls and sex.
Chuck said, "I'd be up for a gangbang at anytime."
Most of them had never been part of a gangbang, but had fantasized about them.
Chuck had been ragging on Frank hard today, saying things like, "your sister's a candidate for a gang fuck." "Get her to come by we'll show the prissy cunt a good time." "She's the type that guys love to put their dicks in." "If she comes by, we'll let her do you first."
Frank toyed with the thought. He could say no and discourage him. This was very intriguing, but secretly he really wondered if there was a chance to do Trish. His cock twitched at the possibilities. He knew what Chuck wanted, but didn't know or believe Chuck was serious.
Chuck kept insisting so Frank made the call. He had everybody so excited about the possibilities; they even chose the pecking order. Frank would be first followed by Chuck. He was deeply relieved when Trish said she had a required concert to attend at school. After all the hype, everyone was really disappointed. They all had a hard-on with no place to put it.
By the time they went back to work Frank was troubled by all the sexual insinuations, after all they were talking about his sister. On her way home, Trish thought it was strange for Frank to call her. She looked good and knew it. She decided to stop by the store, show off a little and see what he wanted.
She pulled into the parking lot looking for Frank. She noticed the lack of customer's cars in the parking area. She parked and walked to the entrance still looking for her brother. Once inside she looked about until she saw two baggers. She walked up to them and asked if they knew where Frank was.
They said, "he's helping out in the stock area."
They overheard the discussion about her earlier. They checked her out as she walked towards the back of the store. Looking at one another, they nodded and keeping their distance followed her into the stock area.
Today she was wearing a silky two piece suite that consists of a cranberry colored skirt and blouse. The blouse was buttoned down the front, belted at the waist and extended down over the skirt waist band and clung to her firm breasts. The skirt was also loose fitting, but clung to her legs as she walked accenting her body.
Trish wasn't familiar with the stock area. She heard talking so made her way towards the voices.
Frank was listening to all the obscene remarks when Trish suddenly appeared. His first inclination was to tell her to leave, but after all the talk, his perverse male tendencies had taken control. He had masturbated often while thinking about her. His gut said this was his chance to get his first piece. He decided to watch it play out.
Trish made eye contact with Frank when Chuck spotted her.
"Frank!" Chuck shouted, "Remember what we were talking about earlier?"
"What?" Frank asked.
"You know," Chuck added leering at Trish.
Frank looked at Chuck, could he mean what Frank thought he meant? His look said, we're going to fuck her! Frank looked at Trish again, and noticed that she did look good!
"Hey!" Chuck called out to her. "You all dressed up with no place to go?" Trish laughed. She rebuked his remark. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
Chuck was quick to respond. "It doesn't matter. Its pointless, now if you were to pop out of your top that would be something of interest."
Trish looked towards Frank, a strange tingle pasted through her body the statement was unnerving but at the same time intriguing. She noticed the four men with Frank were looking at her imagining her without her top. She quickly regretted her decision to stop. She turned to leave as the two baggers who had followed her entered the can goods storage area.
Trish stopped and waited for the baggers to move aside. She was unaware Chuck was approaching her from behind. Catching her looking at the two baggers, Chuck grabbed a handful of her skirt on each side and yanked it down leaving her skirt and half slip in a heap around her feet.
"What do you think?" Chuck shouted to the group. "Little things do make a difference." "Never underestimate the importance of nudity!" "Its perfect guys, just what we were looking for." "Now if she'll give us a blow job?"
"You mean go down on us?"
"Why not? It won't hurt her. She can do you first if you want."
Trish was shocked! It took a few minutes before she recovered.
She stood before them clad in bikini panties, garter belt and stockings, the bottom of her blouse almost covering her panties but left her shapely stocking clad legs exposed.
Indignation at the indignity they perpetrated on her took over. Trish stepped out of the skirt and slip lying at her feet, and quickly bent down to loud applause and cat calls and scooped them up.
