The Book 38

 I  guess  I had myself a girlfriend again.   It felt good to

 know that someone wanted to see me.  I really liked Debbie a lot.

 I hope she liked me.   The fact that she wanted to see  me  often

 made  me  think  that she did but I will just have to find out if

 she really did or not.   It’s not important that she told  me  as

 long as she still wanted to see me but it was nice to know.

      I awoke the next morning in a really good mood.   I couldn’t

 believe how good I felt.   I felt like I had really  accomplished

 something the night before.   I ate breakfast and went to work as

 usual.   Work was boring  as  usual,  except  the  time  I  spent

 watching the cashier with the big tits.   I think she liked being

 stared at.   She sure didn’t try to hide it.   I was starting  to

 get tired of where I worked.   It wasn’t that bad but I had to do

 something with my life and I was just  sitting  at  home  wasting

 away.    I  was spending all my free time lately with Debbie so I

 wasn’t thinking about my future.  I tried to think of things that

 I could do.  I could go to college,  or trade school,  or go into

 the  military,  or even stay where I was.   What an awful thought

 that was.

      Suddenly,   as  I  was  thinking  of   all   the   different

 possibilities,  Debbie  popped  back  into  my  head.    For  the

 remainder of the day I couldn’t get her out of my mind.  Not that

 I really wanted to but I didn’t like walking around all day  with

 a  hard-on.    It  just  wasn’t  too comfortable.   I was looking

 forward to getting home and calling Debbie to see what she wanted

 to do tonight.

      Finally the work day came to an end.   I worked  in  a  very

 large  store  and  at  the end of the day I had to walk around to

 check the locks on all the fire doors.   The cashier that I  have

 been telling you about cornered me in one of the back storerooms.

 I  was  in  a rush to get home to call Debbie and I really didn’t

 feel like messing with her.

      “I noticed that you have been watching me a  lot.    I  also

 noticed that I get you real hard.  Why don’t we fuck so you won’t

 have to strain your pants anymore.”

      What  she said to me really pissed me off.   She thought the

 whole world gets hard looking  at  her  tits  and  that  everyone

 wanted to fuck her.  She lifted up her shirt to show me her tits.

 No  doubt  they were impressive but like I said earlier,  I don’t

 get into big tits.  They are nice to look at but the really don’t

 turn me on any.   This girl was nice  looking,  not  outstanding,

 about  average.   Under other circumstances I probably would have

 fucked her but her cocky attitude really turned me off.

      “So you want to get laid?  Well there are a bunch of guys up

 by the front of the store who just finished a  hard  day’s  work.

 Walk  up  there with no shirt on and I’m sure that each and every

 one of them will fuck your brains out.  As for me,  I have my own

 horny  girlfriend  at  home and it’s her pants that I want to get

 into, not yours.”

      That pissed her off.   She immediately pulled her shirt back

 down  and left the store.   I really shouldn’t have said that but

 she asked for it.   Now let’s get back to work and finish my  job

 so I could get home to Debbie.

      As  I was driving home,  all I could think about was Debbie.

 I kept picturing her beautiful body in the sexy pose she gave  me

 when  she  stood  nude  in front of my headlights last night.   I

 shouldn’t spend so much time thinking about getting in her pants.

 Somehow I knew that I would get enough of that.   I should  spend

 more  time  with her trying to please her as a girlfriend and not

 just to make sure that she always gets off.   But as I thought  a

 little  harder I realized that most of the time,  she was the one

 coming on to me.  She usually started so I must be doing what she

 wants.  I wanted to keep her happy, so what if that made me happy

 too.