She skin was naturally tanned because she seemed to be Hispanic, but far from those barrio chollas (ghetto bitches), which annoyed the hell out of me....I came up to the register and she greeted me with a great smile. Something you didn’t always get in a lot of fast food places. She must be new. The job hadn’t been given the time to break her spirit yet. Still, I appreciated the smile and decided to flirt with her a while in real life and depending on how she acted, was how I was going to treat. Sally dressed the part in a short skirt, white tight blouse that struggled to contain her large breasts and she either wore her blonde hair in a long pony tail or sometimes in twin pony tails branching out from the side of her head. That's the one he liked most. It made her look more like a young student with the twin tails framing her pretty face and full lips painted a bright red with her creamy lipstick.The buzzer on his intercom sounded annoyingly pulling his from his fantasy abruptly. He. “You wear a cupless bra at work?” he asked, feeling her bare breast supported by the soft fabric.“Just because I have to cover up at work doesn’t mean I can’t wear a sexy bra or panties underneath. I love how it gives the illusion that I’m wearing a bra, yet showing my bare breasts through the thin material of my blouse. An extra button left undone and a little lean forward gives special customers a little skin to view, accidentally on purpose of course.”“I get the feeling that Karen and Wendy. What you let me do means a lot to me, even if it doesn't to you. That's what I'm thanking you for."Robin felt terrible. This guy was too good to believe. "I'm sorry Bob," she said, with tears coming into her eyes. "I'm not used to men being ... gentlemen. And it's been so long that I acted like a slut. Just LOOK at me! Half dressed, semen running down my thighs, my hair a wreck."The next instant she was in his arms and his warm chest was pressed against her heavy breasts. She looked up at him.