"Tami! Tami! The sound of her name being called brought her back to the reality of the supermarket. She forgot her daydream and turned to see Leo Bloom, the manager, coming towards her.
His eyes ranged over her body as he approached. Tami knew that look. She wondered what was wrong between Leo and his lover, the doctor's wife.
"Tami," said Leo, "The district office is after us again over the fact that our business is way, way down. They're going to tighten up the ship."
"What a drag!"
To Tami that meant that she would probably have to take shorter coffee breaks and lunches…
"Yeah, I know."
Leo's eyes again passed over the girl's well built body. Tami had no way of knowing that her nipples were erect from her erotic daydream, and they looked bigger than he had ever seen them before.
"So anyway," Leo continued, "They've said things like ‘checkers can no longer wear pants to work'. For the company image, ya know what they mean."
"I can finish the day like this, though, can't I?" Tami wore tight green pants under her uniform.
"Well, I don't know." Leo hesitated.
"I'd he glad to go home earlier," laughed Tami.
"Look, Tam, you're the only checker on until 4:30. And I was supposed to tell you about the pants rule last week hut I forgot."
Tami listened silently.
"The problem is that the district managers'll probably be around today or tomorrow to check up on us."
"Well, I can't go around naked."
"Hmmmmmmmm. Wait a minute. Tami, give me your register key. I'll put Mabel on in your place. Come with me."
Mabel was a fill-in checker and the store's bookkeeper. She opened Tami's register as Leo led the girl away. They entered the stock room and proceeded up a set of stairs to the employees' lounge.
"Well, Leo?"
Tami's curiosity was increasing and it was tinged with sexual excitement aroused in her by thinking about the first time she and Joe had ever fucked.
"Tami, how about taking off your pants and just working in your smock? If you wore a skirt I'm sure it would be shorter than this anyway."
He motioned toward the bottom of the smock. It was several inches above her knees.
She got the message.
"Sure, Leo."
Tami hesitated.
"Go ahead, Tam."
The girl felt her tits start to get warmer. Sitting down, she slowly removed her shoes. Red painted toenails peeked out from under the cuffs of her pants.
"Tami, you're a fine girl," smiled Leo as he leaned against the doorway on the watch for other people that might come up the stairs leading to the lounge. She smiled back. She moistened her lips. Calmly unzipping her fly, she stepped out of her pants.
"Let's see how it looks."
Leo regarded her shapely legs.
"It's O.K."
Tami bent over slightly and on an impulse stepped out of her flowered and very skimpy bikini underwear. Leo swallowed.
"Baby, you…"
Tami turned to put on her shoes. With one foot lifted on a chair to arrange a buckle, her smock rose up to reveal the tight pink mounds of her ass. Leo quietly moved to her and caressed the firm, bouncy cheeks of her bottom.
"God, would I ever like to put it to you right this minute!"
Leo's mature hands lightly skimmed the cracks between her buttocks, then fingered her quivering asshole and came to rest on her flaring bush. He starred to tickle her clit.
The sound of footsteps cut him short.
"Somebody's coming!"
Tami grabbed her pants and ducked into the adjoining bathroom, locking the door behind that delicious ass of hers.
"Mr. Bloom, telephone for you," called one of the stockboys. "I think it's the district manager."
"Shit. Oh, alright."
Leo hurried downstairs, hoping his enormous erection wouldn't show. Knowing it probably would, he took a red stockboy's apron and put it on quickly. At least I'll look busy dressed this way, he thought, hurrying to the phone call.