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  AMIRA

  By Sofia Ross

  Cover Art courtesy of freedigitalphotos.net

  Text Copyrighted © 2013 Sofia Ross

  All Rights Reserved

  Table of Contents

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 1

  “Ooh, you’re punching in late? Dee Dee is gonna be pissed!” Maggie teased as Serena hurried to enter her number on the time clock.

  “Oh, fuck Dee. She needs to get laid,” Serena shot back with a giggle. “She needs a good stiff one to put her straight. I couldn’t decide what to do with my hair to go with this boring damn uniform. So I’m two minutes late, who the fuck cares?”

  God, I hate wearing this awful vest, Serena thought as she looked in the mirror, checking her hair and lip gloss. Guys can’t even see my boobs when I’m wearing this loose, shapeless thing. It was hard enough for her to get a tan with her pale complexion, and the fluorescent lighting washed away any trace of the tan she worked all summer to get. She put her name tag on and rushed out of the break room. She loved the days when she worked with Maggie. She was her comic relief and helped the shift go quicker, and she knew Maggie was always there to defend and support her.

  She started walking to the front of the supermarket, but she made sure to walk past the meat counter because she always noticed one of the meat cutters looking at her ass as she walked past him. She smirked a little when thought about the double entendre of a man handling his meat. He always called out to her and said hi, but that’s all he ever said. Once she purposely approached him after her shift and flirted shamelessly to see if he would make a move or ask her out, but he only talked to her like she was an ordinary customer, all business. As if she really wanted to discuss the importance of marbling on one steak versus the other. Couldn’t he tell when a girl was flirting with him?

  Serena didn’t even know his name because he wore a white jacket over his uniform shirt and name badge and wasn’t particularly attracted to him, but she liked to toy with guys when she knew they were attracted to her, just to get a reaction from them. She didn’t even know anything about him but knew he was dating a girl from Customer Service. She was thin, flat chested, and had stringy, dirty blonde hair. Serena wondered why he was even with her and figured she must be good in bed because she was not much to look at.

  Sometimes Serena left her uniform vest off until she got to her register because she knew the air conditioning in the store made her nipples hard, and they were very noticeable through her white t-shirt. She loved that feeling as her nipples tightened in the cold air when she walked out of the break room onto the sales floor, and they got even harder when she noticed the men’s eyes on them. She liked the way her breasts would jiggle and shift inside her bra as she walked, and the men would stare when she walked faster and exaggerated the bounce for them. She often wore thin jersey-knit bras to show her nipples more and sometimes lace that would show through the fabric of her shirt. I was blessed with a killer rack, so I might as well enjoy them, she thought. When she walked past men, she could feel their eyes caress the curves of her ass. Per company policy, all employees had to wear black pants; nobody ever said they couldn’t wear black jeans that hugged every curve and wedged up the crack of their ass, and all of the girls, including Serena, pushed the envelope on that policy.

  Serena got to her register and greeted Dee, the supervisor on her shift. Of all of the Customer Service Reps, she was her least favorite, and her customer service skills sucked. Ever since Serena started working there, Dee never seemed to like her and always gave her a hard time for no reason. She seemed to single her out for things that all of the cashiers were doing wrong, not only Serena, and accused Serena of undermining her authority and never gave a legitimate reason why she thought that.

  Her real birth name was Aphrodite, much too pretty of a name for her, and she went by “DeeDee” or more often “Dee” for short. Not that she was an unattractive woman, but her ugly personality overshadowed her physical beauty. Her long raven hair fell naturally in ringlets, and she had somehow maintained a trim figure even after having three babies. Her attitude however was always that she seemed irritated for no reason and stressed out even at the beginning of the day.

  Her four-year old daughter Kyra looked like a miniature version of Dee, and Serena would often see her after her dance class, still dressed in her Greek folk dance costume. She also had twin boys named Nicholas and Aristotle, which Serena thought was a very big name for a six-year old boy. “Toddy” was quiet and shy, where “Nicky” was loud and out of control and definitely needed Ritalin. Overall, Dee seemed to Serena to have an idyllic life, and she wondered why she was so miserable and difficult at work. Serena thought Dee must be frigid in the bedroom, and she felt sorry for her husband.

  Her husband, Nick, worked as a prison guard and had arms like a bear. He would stop in often at the store, and seeing him in his uniform always made Serena horny. He was a couple years older than Dee and had handsome features and thick black hair. His parents ran the local Greek restaurant and volunteered to manage the annual Greek Heritage Fest in town. Last summer, she and Maggie went to the festival, and when it suddenly started to rain, they ran into one of the tents, and she collided full on with Nick. He was so built that it was like running into a brick wall.

  Nick spun around ready to grab someone who he thought was stumbling behind him, and he accidentally grabbed Serena’s breast instead of her arm. Her nipples jutted out through her t-shirt from the cold rain, and the shirt was plastered to her body. His eyes popped out when he realized he was cradling her breast in his hand, and the heat of his hand made her nipples even more erect. He stuttered and stammered an apology, and Serena loved when she had that effect on men. His hand lingered on her breast before moving down and resting on her waist. He acted like he was steadying her balance, but the look on his face told her that he was enjoying the feel of her body in his big muscular hand.

  Serena didn't mind it at all but said she was fine, and he released his grip on her, embarrassed by his faux pas. He recognized her from the store and spoke to her by name. They made small talk for a minute, and he excused himself to go back to waiting on customers at the festival. When she turned to walk away, she pretended to stumble again and bumped into him and felt his rock-hard erection pushing against her. She always secretly wished that Dee would have watched the scene that day, seething with jealousy. It would serve her right for always being such a bitch to me, Serena thought.

  Maggie had watched from a few feet away and only giggled when Nick walked away. They both ordered souvlaki and baklava, and Serena suggested that they stay in Nick's tent until the rain let up. Maggie burst into laughter, and Serena asked her what was so funny. She replied that it definitely looked like Nick was pitching a tent for her a few minutes ago. They laughed and ate their food then later joined in a demonstration of traditional Greek dance. Serena wondered if Nick might be watching her as she danced. Something told her that he was, so she tried even harder to look sexy as she learned the dance.

  After that day, every time she saw Nick at the store, he always gave her a knowing look and cocked his eyebrow at her and simply nodded. As for Serena, she could never forget the way Nick’s body felt against hers and how strong his hands were as they gripped her, and she hoped one day she would have the chance again to feel his body against hers. She had never been with a guy as tall as him or one as built, and she liked the way she felt like a tiny doll looking up at him. She couldn’t help but imagine him naked every time she saw him after t
hat day, and her pussy dripped with excitement at the thought. He seemed quite well endowed as the bulge in his shorts indicated, and she was positively intrigued by that fact as well.

  Serena was only a few minutes late for her shift, and Dee looked livid when she saw her. She didn't smile or say hi to Serena; she only said her cash drawer was already counted and ready to go. Just to piss her off even more, Serena insisted on counting her till herself. Dee complained and said there was a line of customers waiting for her, but Serena insisted that if she was to be held responsible for the money in her drawer, then she was going to verify the beginning balance. Dee rolled her eyes in annoyance and turned towards the customers that were waiting.

  “Our girl here was too busy fixing her hair to be here on time when I needed her,” she said loudly, rolling her eyes sarcastically to the customers in Serena’s line. She tried to make Serena look bad, but they all looked at Serena sympathetically instead.

  So that began Serena’s shift. It was a Tuesday, and that meant it was Senior Citizen Day, and the buses from the retirement homes would come in. The old folks were always nice, but they always tried to talk the cashiers down on prices, and Serena always tried to tactfully explain that they were already giving them the lowest prices in town. She felt a bit sorry for them at times because they seemed to struggle to keep up with the modern ways and didn’t grasp that most stores were no longer “mom and pop” establishments where you could haggle on prices. They, in some ways, seemed to be frozen in the days of their youth.

  The difficult customers were quickly won over by Serena’s kind smile; the male customers were more won over by her curves. The old men would come in wearing their best suits and hats because they didn’t get out much these days and tried to flirt with Serena and the other cashiers, trying to relive their younger Casanova days. The old ladies always wore bright lipstick and too much perfume, and some of the other cashiers joked that they were covering up the smell of their impending death or leaking Depends. Serena always shut them up, however, and reminded them that one day that would be them with no one to care for them and no one to talk to other than to talk to cashiers like they were long lost friends

  After ringing up a long line of customers, Serena finally realized that Maggie was working at the register beside her. She called her name and waved excitedly. Maggie waved back, and Serena never knew what was going to come out of that girl’s mouth; she was so unpredictable.

  “You better be careful. George is gonna see your ass!” she shouted.

  It sounded like the whole store would hear her, and Serena laughed. Anything that crossed Maggie’s mind quickly came out of her mouth, regardless of having a customer in front of her or not. She was outspoken and seemed so carefree in her life, and Serena envied that. Somehow Maggie also managed not to get in trouble for her loose comments, and the customers seemed to find her funny and charming, not offensive. She had three “Employee of the Month” plaques to show for it.

  “George can look at my sweet ass all he wants,” Serena called back.

  She glanced right in the direction of the “hidden” cameras that they all knew were there behind each register, watching their every move. They were intended for security, but they all knew that the store’s assistant manager was sitting in his office watching them. The rumor was that he was probably jerking off while watching all of the girls reaching and bending as they worked. Just for good measure in case he was watching, Serena reached one hand back and ran it down her hip and caressed her ass cheek, grabbed it, and then spanked herself with a quick, loud crack.

  Maggie cackled, and they both continued with their jobs. They knew the customers could hear their antics, but they seemed to always overlook that in an effort to entertain themselves to get through their mundane shift. After a while, they seemed to zone out with the constant scan-beep-scan-beep routine of ringing up customers’ groceries and listening for the beep to know the items scanned. It all became repetitious and dull. Serena and Maggie always joked that the longer they worked, the more they probably sounded like computer-programmed voices. “Hello, how are you? Did you find everything you needed today?....Will that be debit or credit?...Thank you, have a nice day…” and onto the next customer, repeating the same exact lines.

  Serena lost track of the time and didn’t realize that Dee’s shift had ended and Beth started her shift as supervisor. Just as Serena envied Maggie’s outgoing nature, she also envied Beth. She was dating Zander, who also worked in the store. Serena had a little bit of a crush on him and was always happy to see when he was working on stock because he would be doing lots of bending and lifting. She was sure he must work out because he had an athletic, muscular build, but he had the personality of a rock and always seemed to have a dull expression on his face like he was off in his own little world.

  Regardless of that, she thought he did have a really nice body, and every time Serena saw him, she couldn’t help but wonder how he looked naked, and she often tried to see the outline of his cock through his tight black jeans. He had a thick, muscular body, so she liked to assume that everything must be nice and thick on him. He was required to wear a wide back support belt because he did a lot of lifting, and while that wasn’t the most attractive thing, having the tight belt wrapped around him emphasized his physique and made his shoulders look even broader, tapering down to his waist. Serena could see the muscles in his forearms flexing as he was working, and she would always feel the juices in her pussy start to flow whenever she saw him. She wondered how it would feel to have his strong arms around her and feel the weight of his muscular body above her. She felt her pussy tighten in a flutter of excitement when she thought of how his thick cock would feel as it slid inside her.

  As much as she wondered what kind of lover Zander would be, Serena was more intrigued by Beth. Beth was always so bright and cheerful and always chewing bubblegum. Every time she worked the same shift as Serena, she was always hanging around chatting with her and Maggie and not doing much supervising. Her unnatural platinum blonde hair was shoulder length and loosely curled, and she wore little makeup other than too much black eye liner and frosted pink lipstick. She was a lot like Maggie in that she was very outgoing, but Beth was always giggling and had a really cute, flirty way about her and always called Serena “Hun”. When she was tending to the other cashiers when they needed her help with a transaction or difficult customer, she flitted around like a pretty little butterfly. Often as she was passing Serena, she would wink at her and blow her a kiss. Serena always just smiled and shook her head and dismissed it as just her being silly.

  When the end of Serena’s shift came, she would come over to her register and together they would both count the money in the drawer and reconcile it with the credit card slips, transaction voids, and any other receipts. They were both in a small area behind the register, so Serena could always smell her shower gel and body spray. One day, she would smell of fresh peaches; the next day it would be a bright citrus like mandarin orange or lime and coconut, sometimes something mellow like water lilies. Everyone knew Beth as “the girl who always smells good”, and sometimes they would joke about which fruit or flower she was going to smell like when she came on shift that day.

  One day, she was standing so close to Serena that their arms were brushing against each other as they worked. For some reason, every time Serena would reach for something, it happened that Beth would reach for it at that same time, and her hand would bump into Serena’s. She smelled so sweet that day, like pink cotton candy and raspberries, and she was chewing her ever-present bubblegum. She had a bad habit of always blowing bubbles with her gum, and Serena always worried that one of these times, she would blow a bubble when she was standing by her and the gum would get stuck in her hair. Even if employees had to tie their long hair back during their shift or else be forced to wear the dreaded hair net, as soon as Serena’s shift ended, she stripped off her vest down to her t-shirt, and she let her long wavy hair down, loose and flowing over her sh
oulders. It seemed the perfect magnet for Beth’s bubblegum, so Serena always kept half an eye on what Beth’s mouth was doing as well as doing her end-of-shift paperwork.

  They chatted casually as they counted the money in the drawer and reconciled the receipts. Beth dropped her pen, and as she bent down to pick it up, Serena felt her place her hand on the small of her back for balance, and Serena thought it seemed to linger there a bit longer than necessary. Serena didn’t move, and suddenly she felt her face flush red and felt a nervous tingle rush through her body. Smelling Beth’s sweet scent as she touched her overwhelmed Serena, and she felt something that she had never felt before in her life.

  When Beth stood back up, she continued as if nothing had happened, while Serena still stood there dumbstruck. Beth had to ask her twice to sign the paperwork. Serena steadied her hand as she signed the paper, hoping that Beth didn’t notice, and when Beth reached for the paper, her arm brushed against Serena’s breast. Serena could smell her cotton candy perfume, and for the first time ever, she felt the urge to kiss her frosted pink lips and suck her bubblegum-sweet tongue. It was then that Serena realized that her nipples had become very erect again. She thought for sure Beth must have felt it when she brushed against her or at least seen her nipples poking through her form-fitting t-shirt. If she did, she didn’t act out of the ordinary, but from that day on, Serena always felt a little bit different toward her.

  Serena continued to lust over Zander’s body when she saw him working, and she fantasized about what their sex life must be life with a body like his, but more and more, she became curious about Beth and wondered if all of those flirty kisses that she blew to her were only in fun or if there was a more serious intention. Sometimes Serena even thought about the three of them together, Beth giggling and sweet on one side of her and Zander with his hot body on the other side with Serena’s hand wrapped tightly around his hard cock. She thought about Beth’s pink lips suckling on her full breasts while Zander’s strong hand moved between her legs, his thick fingers pushing the lips of her pussy apart and thrusting inside her.