Leaving work

Opening the door to the changing room I was met with the harsh light of the PFT office, I looked hearing a resigned sigh that felt all too familiar in this building to see the new girl. She was actually pretty cute but something about her struck me a familiar.

Her hair was blonde with a tint of red and her Big green eyes conveyed a kind of girl next door innocence that made even me feel bad for the girl as she uncomfortably shifted in her tiny low cut scrub uniform showing off her large chest.

"A fine little piece of Americana to be wasted here huh?" I mumbled to myself in front of her, causing her to jerk from her dazed state.

"What?" Brittany asked me, her eyes locking with mine. I froze for a moment, trying to think of something to say to the new girl but instead I replied flatly.

"Been fucked yet new girl?"

Why the hell did I ask that!? I thought to myself as her face twisted into a horror and shock.

"No!" She blurted out, but then looked down sadly eyes filling with shame. "Well not sex anyway"

I felt bad, but something about her innocence and shame started to annoy me. Did she think she was better than me because she doesn't want to be here? Was she judging me for asking that question? In the end, we all sign up to be playthings of old perverted men with an overabundance of blue pills and free time.

"You will be, so you better get used to it. You look like someone who would love it anyway"

I then walked away trying my best to ignore the burning look my boss Amanda shot me from her desk.

I felt bad at first, but as soon as I set my foot outside gentleman's park. I felt the weight leave me, my steps seemed lighter and the soreness from every private part of my body seemed to fade away. I smiled at the fading sun, adjusted my top and tried to pull up my low rider skinny jeans to hide the fact I wore no underwear and started my walk down the long boulevard toward the bus stop.

Aside from the pair of teenagers quietly leering at me as we waited at the stop it was a calm night if not on the chilly side. I had to turn away from the teens to hide my nippers starting to poke through my thin shirt as the beams from the bus lights turning to the stop lit up he area.. shoulda have grabbed a jacket.

The bus rumbled to a stop and opened the door with a hiss. I took a step up to the light of the buss and plunged my hands into my pockets to grab the bus fair. Just as I was about to pay toll one of the boys behind bumped into me, causing me to drop my fair all over the ground. I quickly bent down and started to gather all my change completely forgetting I was wearing no underwear and my elastic stretch jeans rode very low.

A collective gasp rose from the boys behind me. Feeling my face flush at the fact I just gave them a view they won't forget I quickly snapped up and brushed my long bangs back to see the bus driver looking down my shirt, my braless cleavage plainly free for his viewing pleasure. He glanced up at and smiled innocently, then winked.

I lowered my head and bit my lip Feeling full of shame I walked to the back of the bus here it was dark and less eyes burning lustfully at my body. I sat down and closed my eyes, letting my head fall to my hands. I just wanted this day to end. The weight of the seat shifted to my left, then again to my right.

I slowly brought my head up and pushed the hair from my face, then looked left then right to see the same two teenagers smiling at me. I felt my heart starting to race again..

"Hi I'm Trevor and this is Mitch. You looked lonely, so we thought we would sit with you."