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.