Stocking Her Shelves E-Book

Avery Rowan

• Herausgeber: Sandy Shores Publishing
• Kategorie: Erotik
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Beschreibung

Justin just wanted his manager, Sandy Jenkins, to see him the same way she did some of the other college-aged kids who worked in the warehouse - someone to play with after hours. The older woman has always filled his fantasies, especially since he caught her in the back warehouse with a couple of the other stock boys from the college. She didn't know she caught him playing the voyuer one night, that is, until the next time he worked alone with her. Then he learns fantasies do come true in hot steamy ways.

Stocking Her Shelves is an erotic MILF short story.

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Stocking Her Shelves

A MILF Erotic Tale

Avery Rowan

Sandy Shores Publishing

Copyright

Stocking Her Shelves

By Avery Rowan

First Edition

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This book is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are strictly products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

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Contents

1.

Chapter One

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Chapter Two

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Chapter Three

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Chapter Four

5.

Chapter Five

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Chapter One

Justinslammedthedoor to his car and raced inside the front doors of Johnson’s Grocery, cursing his coach for making him late yet again for work. He never should have agreed to play for the local college, knowing full well that no scout ever looked there for talent. He was wasting his time, and his coach had no concept of life off the field. Justin needed this job, and his boss was already extra critical of him, since his father was the general manager of the grocery store. He did not need Sandy Jenkins having something else to bitch at him about. She came up with enough on her own.

As he entered the store, he slipped his apron over his neck and then tied it around his waist. Maybe if he looked as if he was already there, no one would question his tardiness. However, he should have known it wouldn’t work.

As he passed through the doors leading to the back of the store and the lines of giant shelves filled with boxes of merchandise to be put out on the floor, Sandy stood there with a clipboard in her hand, tapping it with a pencil. She glanced up at him, and even though he knew how much trouble he was about to be in, he couldn’t help but feel his cock twitch at how gorgeous she was. She had her long blond hair pulled back into a tight ponytail he had often fantasized about holding onto while he took her from behind over her desk, her massive breasts swaying back and forth with each one of his deep thrusts as he speared her with his cock, hands holding onto her curvy hips. He could feel his hips pounding into her luscious ass as he fucked her, and it was usually right then that he came all over his stomach from jacking off to his fantasy with the woman almost twice his age.

“Decided to show up for work today?” Sandy asked as she turned to face him, both arms wrapped around the clipboard as she pressed it against her chest, which only shoved her tits up higher into sight through the opening of her shirt. “Look, Justin, just because your father runs this store doesn’t mean you get to come and go as you please. We have a schedule for a reason. When I say I need you here at five, that doesn’t mean you can stroll in at five-thirty.”

Justin tried hard not to look at her mounds of pleasure behind the clipboard, but found it hard to do. He was glad he wore his apron, as he could feel his cock swelling at the sight of her. “I’m sorry, Sandy. My coach forced us to do some extra drills because of losing the game last weekend. I’ll do better. Promise.” God, how he would love to make it up to her.

“Well, I hope your coach can provide you with another job when you get yourself fired from this one,” Sandy said. “Now, go help David stock the frozen dinners.” She turned back to her clipboard, basically dismissing him. However, Justin stood there a moment longer, his gaze dropping to her ass in her khaki pants and how he would love to run his hands along her sweet curves.

“Something else I can help you with,” Sandy said, her gaze still on her clipboard.

Justin swallowed the dryness in his throat, worried she had busted him checking her out. “No, ma’am. I’ll go help David now. Thank you. And again, I’m sorry.” He turned and rushed back out the doors, pushing them hard, so they swung back and forth a few times before settling back into place. He shifted his apron a little in front of him, making sure the fabric covered his stiff boner.

When he reached the frozen food section of the grocery store, David was there already stuffing frozen dinners into the freezers, and by the looks of it, he was taking his time doing it. Not surprising, Justin thought. Rumors were that Sandy had a few favorites that stocked more than just the grocery shelves. “You look like a dog who just got whipped,” David said with a chuckle.

Justin sighed as he ran a hand through his dark hair. “Yeah. I can’t seem to win for losing with Sandy. How can I get in on the inside track like you and a couple of the others? I’ve got just as much going for me as all of you do, and I know I’m built better than some of the others. Yet Sandy does nothing but dog me every chance she gets.”

David laughed as he grabbed a handful of frozen steak dinners. “You also have one thing the rest of us don’t have. Your dad runs the place. Sandy isn’t stupid, just horny. She won’t mess with the boss’s son.”

Justin pulled out his utility knife and cut into a box of frozen corn. “Like I’d tell my dad I was banging his warehouse manager. I can keep secrets.”

David shrugged as he continued to stock the freezer. “Maybe she just doesn’t want to take the risk. Who knows if you get pissed off one day and try to hold it over her head? She’s playing it smart in my book, if you ask me.”

Justin didn’t ask him and hated the suggestion. While he had no proof Sandy was actually having sex with the other stock boys, he had heard the rumors flying around the back room. Sandy liked college-aged men and how they could make her feel. She had at least four that she screwed around with on a regular basis, even though none of them had come out and admitted it, and no one had actually caught them in the act. Of course, that didn’t explain how the rumors got started in the first place. Someone had to see Sandy in action at some point or one of the college kids she was banging finally had to share the tale with someone else for the story to get around. Justin just needed to get the proof on his own, and then maybe Sandy would give him the same extra-benefit she gave David and the others. Then perhaps he could move from jacking off to actually sinking his cock into a wet pussy for once. But how would he find that proof?