My first job was in high school. My mom was all about trying to teach me responsibility, I just wanted some money to spend on my other vices (ask me what those are 😉 ). So I got a job at the local supermarket. It wasn’t difficult but it was really boring. I was a cashier and my uniform was pretty boring. I made it fun though. I wore tight black slacks and I bought my polo shirt too small so it would fit tight across my chest, showing my ample breasts and when it was cold, my hard nipples. I was working the late shift when this executive man came in. He was about 33, kinda scruffy, but looked so good in his suit. He was wearing a black suit and a pink shirt. I have a thing for pink on a man. Anyway, he came to my isle, he had only a few things, and I started to flirt pretty hard, breathing heavily so he could see my chest, batting my eyes, twirling my hair when I could. He was obviously seeing this and I could see his own sausage stirring in his pants. I gave him his receipt, with my number of course, and told him I was going on break in 5 minutes. Needless to say, I never knew having sex at the delivery docks would be so fun and exciting. Oh help me relive this or make some new ones with you.
I used to be a nice sweet little girl until I met a guy who turned me out. He fucked me wild and made me into a nasty whore. Now I’m as twisted as they cum and I love every fucking second of it. My sweet looks are a deception because all my thoughts are full of sin. I think about all the dirty nasty things I want you to do to me and the dirty fucking things you want me to do to you. Cum get this dirty little cunt. Get it just how you like it.
