Postby Jon Snow » Wed Nov 02, 2016 6:54 am
Part 2 -
Anna was bored.
The night shift, in general, was boring.
The only amusement Anna had was the handsome young janitor that helped her close the place up.
But he wasn't due for another five minutes, and even after he'd gone she'd still have several hours of nothing to do.
Anna sighed and tossed her long brown hair over her shoulder.
She would have to find a better way to amuse herself.
Either that or get another job.
She was interrupted by a knock at the office door.
She smiled, stood up and slipped her stockinged feet into high heels.
Her employers were annoying, and demanded that she dress like an office girl, with a shirt, pencil skirt and stockings, plus high heels, which Anna never wore.
But it paid well, so Anna accepted it.
Besides, her little janitor seemed to think she looked sexy in her office outfit.
Anna opened the door and smiled at the young man standing there.
Alphonse was a sweet boy, not Anna's usual type, but she liked him.
True, she was mostly using him for her amusement, but she still liked him.
He was good company, and he helped her when she felt most lonely.
He was also a far cry from the usual guys that showed an interest in her, the jocks with brains smaller than a grape and the bullies who thought that because they were beating up people smaller than them it made them look cool.
No, Alphonse was just...Alphonse.
And she liked that.
"Hey, handsome," she purred, tugging the older boy's tie.
It amused her that despite the fact that Alphonse was three years older, pretty much an adult, she still had him firmly under her control.
She knew that she looked pretty hypnotic when she tried, but even so she had been surprised at how easy it had been to persuade Alphonse to follow her into her office and lock the door behind him.
They never went further than making out, but sometimes Anna was tempted, so tempted, to actually date him.
She would be the envy of the girls at her school if she had a seventeen year old pet.
But she restrained herself, for it wasn't fair to Alphonse.
Maybe later.
Maybe...
Alphonse broke into her thoughts.
"You're looking beautiful today, Anna," he said, slightly nervously.
He was always nervous when he was with her, Anna noted with amusement.
She giggled and kissed his cheek.
"You flatter me, Alphonse. But you don't get me until we close up."
She saw the disappointment in his eyes and went up on tiptoes to kiss his forehead.
"Oh, don't give me that look," she chided. "It will be worth the wait..."