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Score at the store, part one.this story is part of the FanClub (fm:sex at work, 1693 words) [1/4] show all parts

Author: Jeff Smax
Added: Feb 13 2001Views / Reads: 3325 / 2517 [76%]Part vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
This is the first part of a series of stories, mainly conjured from my imagination, but most certainly within the realms of possibility. Hope you like 'em!
 


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I’d only been working at the supermarket for four weeks before it all started happening. I was 26 at the time, about six feet tall with that Stone Cold Steve Austin look favoured by men who are starting to lose their hair. I’d recently moved to a new town, and the job at the supermarket was the first thing I had managed to get. I never thought it would be a long-term decision, but the bills still needed paying so I took it for the time being. Although I was just a shelf stacker, like many other people, it didn’t take me long to get to know the regular staff at the store – two weeks of me striding round the store like some plain clothes bouncer was enough to get their attention. A lot of the checkout girls seemed to become quite interested in my habits, and I would often find myself being stopped by the girls, as I went about my everyday duties.

One evening, I was working on the 1pm to 10pm shift, which gets pretty darn quiet after about 7pm, when I ran into one of the girls who was part of my unofficial fan club. Literally. I was coming out of the dairy chiller, with my arms full of big boxes of cheese when I suddenly bumped into a person I hadn’t seen. I quickly dumped the cheese on the floor and looked to see who it was.

“Oi, watch where you going!” came the reply, and as I stared down, there was Emma, picking herself off the floor. Emma was 17, only worked a couple of nights a week, but was certainly enough to turn the customers heads as she wandered around the store. Long brown hair, a slim figure ...

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