Cleaning the Counter a Bit too Hard

The next day I reluctantly went back to the souvenir shop. I was hoping that I would find a way to make some easy money with the ActionsTrader app but until then, I needed to keep working.

Every time Anna wasn't breathing down my neck I checked the phone to see if Samantha was about to go sightseeing, but the top action on her suggested list remained 'Sleeping' for the entire morning. I was actually relieved, my shift did not end until lunchtime anyway.

My boss was clearly in a bad mood today. She flirted with me non-stop whenever she left the storage room and got me pretty worked up. I desperately wanted to fuck her brains out, but I wanted to keep most of my ABs for Samantha. In the meantime, maybe I could find a cheap action to use on Anna.

"Could you please clean the counter?" She asked me as she returned from the bathroom. "It's disgusting."

I nodded and sighed. It was a shame I could only change how people acted, and not change the way I could act toward them. This limited my options significantly, forcing me to be dependent on when they would chose to act in a certain way and... Wait a minute!

I grabbed my phone with a huge grin and opened the app. I was so fucking stupid! Why didn't I think of that before? Of course I could use trades to allow me to act in a certain way toward my targets! As I had discovered they thought their new actions were the normal way to perform the original actions, therefore they would also consider it true for me! All I had to do was to turn my logic upside down!

I created a new trade for 15ABs and stared at it, trying to think it through:

'Cleaning the counter' <=> 'Playing with her breasts'

"Nope..." I whispered. I'd noticed that any action containing 'her/his' meant 'whoever is performing the action'. If I confirmed this trade she would expect ME to be playing with my breasts to clean the counter, just like Diya thought I had to do to clean the dishes. However, the list also contained variations of actions directed at specific targets. So far I'd always put my name in the '[?]' field, but I realized that there was no reason why I couldn't put the target's name in it, unless the app forbid it.

'Cleaning the counter' <=> 'Playing with [Anna Brown]'s breasts'

I pressed confirmed and it went through without a fuss.

I left the counter and gulped, pushing the storage room door open. I had never initiated a traded action before, or at least not on purpose.

"Yes?" Anna asked as she looked up from a huge pile of paperwork.

"I'm here to..." I mumbled.

"To clean the counter." She finished, making it sound like me being here could not have any other explanation.

I nodded.

"Then just get to it." She said with a stern tone, returning to her papers.

I took a deep breath and walked over to her. She was sitting behind her desk with her back turned to me as I approached. I slowly moved my hands around her waist and awkwardly placed them on her breasts. She made no attempt to stop me as I groped her soft, round globes, not even looking away from her documents.

I squeezed her tits softly, massaging them gently with my fingers. She sighed, clearly frustrated by something.

"David..." She said, turning her head to look at me. "Is that how you clean a counter?"

"What...?" I stammered.

She rolled her eyes and stood up. She grabbed the sides of her dress and lifted it up, revealing her smooth skin and her gorgeous ass. She was wearing a thong underneath. I stared at her as she removed the top, freeing her medium sized tits. Her nipples were hard and erect. She sat back down and resumed looking at her paperwork, clearing her throat to signal I should continue.

I resumed massaging her breasts. My hands were trembling slightly as I felt her soft and warm skin under my palms. I could feel the heat radiating from her body.

She seemed so oblivious to what was happening... Here I was playing with my boss's breasts and she wasn't batting an eye. As far as she knew I was just cleaning the counter and this was the completely normal way to do it. I was doing exactly what she had asked me to do.

I felt my dick growing hard as I continued squeezing her tits. I could feel my heart beating faster. My breathing became heavier.

I kept at it for at least fifteen minutes, enjoying every second of it, before I finally grew a bit bored of it and, to be honest, frustrated. My balls ached and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to fuck Anna right now.

"Okay, I'm done." I announced, stepping away.

"Alright." She simply replied, continuing to stare at her paperwork.

I left without a word and returned to the still messy counter. I needed to actually clean it for real, or she'd wonder why it was still dirty despite me spending twenty minutes 'cleaning' it.

As I was wiping the surface clean, I heard a gasp behind me. Anna was standing in front of me, looking outraged. She had put her dress back on.

She opened her mouth, likely to shout at me, but immediately changed her demeanor and began flirting with me instead.

"Did you enjoy cleaning the counter?." She said, smiling seductively. "I know I enjoyed feeling you do it."

She grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to her, pressing her soft breasts against me.

"You're so cute." She remarked, her eyes full of lust. "And I like how forward you are. How you played with my breasts without my permission."

I gulped. Wait! Did she say 'play with my breasts'? She wasn't supposed to do that. Did the app stop working? She was still flirting with me, though.

"Anyone else and I would have been horrified, you know." She purred. "But I like naughty boys, like you."

"Uh..." I mumbled.

"So I'm really really sorry, David." She added, sliding a hand down my chest. "But you and I will have to find other ways to enjoy each others company. Keeping you here would be against the store's policies"

What did she mean by that? Fuck! She'd seen me clean the counter and in her mind that meant she caught me playing with her breasts...

I felt dread wash over me. This was not good.

Her expression returned to its usual neutral one as she continued staring at me.

"You're fired." She stated, turning around and walking away. "And don't you dare show your perverted face in this store ever again."