checkout clerk

stymied

with help from handlebars69, I got this far:

I paused on my way out of the grocery store to flirt with Gayle, the buxom eigtheen year old clerk with whom I had shared treasured moments of flirtation for months.
" You saw the size of my order and decided to stay on express?" I teased.

" Actually, I like your big orders."

" That's not all that I have that's big."

" I'm sure."

then I'm stuck...I see Gayle's " I'm sure" as being accompanied by eye rolling. That's why I never have those conversations for real. ( The first two lines actually happened last week).

How do I fix this, or go forward, to avoid being really really unreal?
 
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handlebars69 said:
no of course not... just saying, i didnt help much

just with the :rolleyes: :rolleyes:
........................ :rolleyes:

............................. :rolleyes: ?
 
handlebars69 said:
the dots are a habit... have you ever had it... its hard to stop......

I just like to watch the :rolleyes:
.......................................................drop
...............................................................:rolleyes:
 
i thought this was a story idea??? all your doing is bugging my about my..... habit....
 
handlebars69 said:
i thought this was a story idea??? all your doing is bugging my about my..... habit....

I thought you started it, that you were teasing me about the rolling eyes.....

but it seems like a dead idea:(
 
Re: stymied

Originally posted by sirhugs
with help from handlebars69, I got this far:

I paused on my way out of the grocery store to flirt with Gayle, the buxom eigtheen year old clerk with whom I had shared treasured moments of flirtation for months.
" You saw the size of my order and decided to stay on express?" I teased.

" Actually, I like your big orders."

" That's not all that I have that's big."

" I'm sure."

then I'm stuck...I see Gayle's " I'm sure" as being accompanied by eye rolling. That's why I never have those conversations for real. ( The first two lines actually happened last week).

How do I fix this, or go forward, to avoid being really really unreal?

Maybe if you change "I'm sure" to "Really?" with a mischevious grin on her face...then as she looks down, dealing with his large order "Would love to hear what else might be big...." A strange mix of understanding, teasing, and shyness. Of course he'd take her up on her offer...coffee? a date of some kind.
 
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wicked woman said:
Maybe if you change "I'm sure" to "Really?" with a mischevious grin on her face...then as she looks down, dealing with his large order "Would love to hear what else might be big...." A strange mix of understanding, teasing, and shyness. Of course he'd take her up on her offer...coffee? a date of some kind.


maybe she invites him to the stock room? or the employee lunchroom? no date, just sex....she wants to learn, he wants the excitement of reliving his youth better than it ever really was....
 
my story is in progress. While you wait, here is a tasty treat to whet your appetite: Fliss(The Deli Girl) by thewritemike.

It's new, It's "Hot". I'm jealous. Now mine wil seem mediocre in comparison....
 
sirhugs said:
thanks again for your help getting me started

any time you wanna hear a young thing like me ramble on and on about nithing in particular, i'll be here
 
flirting with the help

I used to work nights in a grocery deli with the tall sloped glass cases. I was in college and working the summers there. After my second or third week, a customer started coming in about 10:30 on wednesday nights, just before I closed up at 11.

She started coming in with more and more sheer blouses and never a bra. She always ordered things i had to reach deep into the cooler for, while she leaned up against the glass and her nipples hard little bullets from the chill (and the effect she was having on me) were obvious to me.

I hinted several times about the possibility of meeting her after work, but she just let them pass. For her it was the thrill of showing off to an appreciative audience...

But it might make a good story to continue things with how they might have been, if she'd have taken the hint instead of just smiling knwingly and going on her way.

Or for other story purposes.. our deli catered parties.. you get him/her to your house by having them make a delivery of a party order.. and go from there.
 
Re: flirting with the help

Zanzibar said:
I used to work nights in a grocery deli with the tall sloped glass cases. I was in college and working the summers there. After my second or third week, a customer started coming in about 10:30 on wednesday nights, just before I closed up at 11.

She started coming in with more and more sheer blouses and never a bra. She always ordered things i had to reach deep into the cooler for, while she leaned up against the glass and her nipples hard little bullets from the chill (and the effect she was having on me) were obvious to me.

I hinted several times about the possibility of meeting her after work, but she just let them pass. For her it was the thrill of showing off to an appreciative audience...

But it might make a good story to continue things with how they might have been, if she'd have taken the hint instead of just smiling knwingly and going on her way.

Or for other story purposes.. our deli catered parties.. you get him/her to your house by having them make a delivery of a party order.. and go from there.

good ideas alll....mmmm....tasty treats you might say...finger lickin good
 
handlebars69 said:
any time you wanna hear a young thing like me ramble on and on about nithing in particular, i'll be here

okay. Ramble on this:

If I pick up on Wicked's idea and have Gayle's Mom pick up a bag boy:

~ does Gayle play too?
~does my nameless narrator?
~if its another Mom/Gayle/guy thing, what sex bits will keep it fresh?
~what location should I use for the sex?
~does Gayle's Dad get involved?
~does the neighbour boy, Neil appear, or is he always spoken of but never seen?

Any other hints welcome. Rambling Gal.
 
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