It was Tuesday at noon, time for our “customer first” weekly group meeting. It had almost been two weeks since Abby and I hooked up at her place following a dinner with Alex and Susan. She had initially invited me to come over just a few days later, but u...
A week had passed since Ashleigh, and I had gone to see a Wednesday night showing of “The House,” and we were both working a late Wednesday night shift. Last Saturday, we both worked the late shift that night, and I followed her home to have an in-person...
Almost three weeks had passed since Kristy gave me a blow job in her car – the ‘car job.’ It was a very pleasurable experience, and the good news was, aside from a smirk and wink the next time Kristy saw me, things weren’t awkward between us. That night i...
Picking up where Part V ended, Ashleigh and I did sleep well that night – as you can imagine. I remember waking up in the same position I fell asleep in, and Ashleigh was still lying on my chest. She woke up about fifteen minutes after me, and we kissed o...
By June 2018, I had a slight reputation amongst a few women at my store. I didn’t mind, but the past year had been very adventurous thanks to Ashleigh. It was the anniversary week of Ashleigh and I’s first night together, and I was working in the online p...
Ashleigh had found someone to take her shifts on Tuesday and Wednesday so she and Andy could spend time together, meet her family, and talk. Andy had dumped a lot of information on her the Thursday prior. I could only imagine what she and Andy were talkin...
If you read the previous story in this chain, “Supervisor and Cashier Part III: A Shoulder To Cry On,” then you may have predicted what was coming next with Ashleigh and me. Then again, you maybe didn’t. I had gone over to Ashleigh’s house following my sh...
It was the middle of May 2018, and it was approaching a year since Ashleigh first started working at my store. Colleges were out for the year, and I had just graduated and was waiting to start graduate school in the Fall. She had left the previous August...
It had been a regular Thursday at the grocery. I had arrived for work at 2:30 p.m. to be the second shift self-checkout attendant. These shifts either went well or who a complete cluster show. I remember that day wasn’t the worst. Ashleigh had the day off...
Three weeks had passed since Ashleigh left to go back to school in Illinois, and I was sitting in a meeting for what was essentially a “customer first” group (follow the Supervisor and Cashier stories for more on Ashleigh). This group’s purpose was to thi...
- The third week of June, 2017 - It had nearly been a week since I followed Ashleigh back to her townhouse last Saturday night. I never worked Sundays, and she didn’t work the following Monday, but we had texted back and forth. Most of our conversation wa...
As you may learn from future stories, Ashleigh went back to school in Illinois in mid-August. We met up a number of times in the two months prior and apparently, she didn’t keep some details about us to herself. That didn’t bother me at all. I may have be...
I had just walked in from settling a dispute between two high-school-age bagger gathering shopping carts outside when she flashed me her million-dollar smile.“Hello, Jack.”I was one of the front end supervisors at a local grocery store while I was in coll...
