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Story number : 23

Summer Job

Since a very young age, I felt the need to stand on my own rather than always relying on my parents for everything. So, from age fifteen, every summer I searched till I found myself a summer job to have my own hard-earned cash to spend. I did this till I was twenty and I had my first real full-time job. This story is about the last summer job I had.

I was eighteen years old and had just finished my last year of school before I was heading to the university. After searching for a few weeks, I found a summer job in a clothes store. The job started in August and lasted for four weeks. It wasn't far away from our house, 10 minutes on my bicycle. The owners of the store were young married couple. They were in their early thirties.

To get this job, I had to go to the store for an interview with the owners. They were a very nice couple and were very nice to me. After the interview they told me I could start on August 1st. On my first day, they introduced me to the regular staff of the store. Besides the owners, there were 4 other women who worked in the store. I was the only student help that summer.

Everybody in the store had to wear the same outfit. Because it was summer, we had to wear a black skirt and a white halter-top. Underwear and shoes we had to pick ourselves. I loved working at the store. The days flew by. But in the second week, something happened that I didn't see coming at all, although the other women had hinted about what was to come.

The first week the owner flirted with me alot, but I though he was just being nice to me. But this day was different. It was a rainy day, and we didn't have many customers. Besides the male owner, whose name was Jeroen, only myself and one other woman was working in the store. Jeroen had been watching me all day long but I was too naive to realize that he wasn't looking at me to check if I was doing my work well, but he was looking at me cause he had other things on his mind.

I had to get some clothes from the stockroom, which was in the back of the store. After I turned on the lights of the room I closed the door behind me and searched for the type of clothes I needed. After searching for a few minutes in the large stockroom, I found what I was looking for. But the box was placed on the top shelf and I couldn't reach it. There was a small 3-step ladder standing in the corner of the room. As I placed it in front of the shelves, Jeroen came into the room.

I continued what I was doing I walked up the small ladder. I had to stand on the third step to be able to reach the box that I needed. As I grabbed the box with both my hands, I felt how Jeroen laid his hands on my hips. I turned my head and looked down at him with a questioning expression on my face. He told me he wanted to help me so I wouldn't fall. I took the box from the shelf I stepped down the ladder, step by step, while he kept his hands on my hips.

As I stepped back on the ground, I turned toward him and he took the box from me cause he noticed that it was a heavy box. He placed it on a table that was standing against the wall. I opened the box and took a few of the clothes I needed while Jeroen placed the ladder back in its place. While I was closing the box again, he stepped up close behind me and laid his hands back on my hips. He moved closer against me and I could feel his crotch pushing against my bottom.

He leaned forward till I could feel his warm breath on my neck. I heard him sniffing, taking in the scent of my perfume. His warm breath moved from my neck to my ear and he whispered into my ear with a deep voice how much he liked me. I smiled, not knowing what to say to such a compliment, especially if it's coming from your boss. He continued with his compliments while his hands moved downwards, sliding down my hips to my thighs. His hands touched the skin of my thighs as his lips touched my neck. He placed small kisses all over my neck, very slowly.

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