Chapter 1582 Soccer Moms I'd Like To Fuck:>12
- Okay, he had now officially pushed all the right buttons to make her like him. They chatted about her diet and her aerobics routine. She had been neglectful of her workouts the past few weeks, but she figured her hectic job-hunting at least partially made up for it. Bob assured her that she wouldn't be gaining any weight around work. She would be way too busy. Then, he offered her a job. She was speechless. She really hadn't expected anything, but she was suddenly employed for the first time in her life. He would have her shadow Candy, whose recommendation had caught his eye in the first place. Candy had agreed to come in on Sunday afternoon, which normally wasn't busy for them until football season was in full swing again. They would work together all week, which would help get Trixie ready for the following weekend's rush. He got her a couple of uniforms and helped her fill out the new-employee paperwork.
- When she showed up the next day, she was terrified all over again. It was more than the fact that she was a woman in her late thirties squeezed into a white shirt with a low neckline that was about two sizes too small and a pair of orange shorts that left nothing to the imagination. This was her first paying job, EVER! But Candy was as sweet as she was cute. She had Trixie follow her around for an hour before giving her tables of her own, and even then she was never far away. Luckily it was slow as Bob had indicated, and she managed to get through most of the day without a problem. And Candy imparted the greatest piece of advice she had to offer. "If they start to look unhappy, bend and jiggle." She had demonstrated by putting her elbows on the table and acted as if she were talking to someone while shifting her weight from foot to foot, causing her breasts to bounce a bit. Trixie had to acknowledge that it was effective. It got her heart racing a bit. She only had to try it once, but it seemed to work for her as well.
- The two girls bonded well that first day. Candy was a student, but she was only going part-time that semester so she could save a bit of money. She was twenty-two years old and close to graduation, so she was trying to avoid going much deeper into debt by taking out more student loans. She was majoring in, of all things, computer science and she was getting a minor in business. She actually wanted to open her own little computer store, selling and repairing custom systems. Great. She was hot and smart. Trixie found herself slightly humbled again. Candy sensed something was bugging the older woman, and invited her out for drinks after their shift was over. Trixie agreed almost reluctantly. But their girls-night out was fun. They talked about their favorite shows (both girls had a thing for "The Sopranos"), their favorite music (Trixie liked country while Candy liked dance music and techno) and, of course, boys. Candy apparently had a boyfriend, but the two of them were on the outs. He had become increasingly controlling. He didn't like her going out with anyone, even her female friends, without him being there or giving his "permission." And she had caught him going through her purse recently. She didn't make nearly enough money to throw it away so he could by cigarettes. So she had put a mousetrap in her purse and left it where he would find it. That hadn't gone over very well with him. It had actually broken one of his fingers. She wasn't worried about him getting physical with her. He didn't have the balls, but he was sneaky.