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Chapter 10 by Owmyballs Owmyballs

Another day of coin laundry hell

Pissed customer

I get up around eleven that morning and jump in the shower. While showering I battle the cyclops, beat the meat or **** the chicken. Whatever euphemism you wanna use for jerking off that's what I did. The soap lather feels so good on my cock as I stroke up and down,the only thing missing is a little pain. I take the shampoo bottle and wack myself in the nuts a few times. The combo of pain and pleasure being just what I need and within minutes I'm shooting my spunk. Ahh just what the doctor ordered.

Getting dressed I put on a pink blouse with blue ruffles and a navy blue pleated miniskirt and black leather platform sandals. I do my makeup, pick up a poptart from the kitchen and off I go to my dry cleaning job.

About an hour into my shift a lady comes in to pick up her order and the dress she needs for tonight is missing. I explain that the dry cleaning is not done on sight but at a different store and unfortunately that store is closed today.

"But what I can do is call my district manager and have him go and check the store and have him bring it here for you." Then I get a sly grin." What I need you to do to light a fire under his ass is make a lot of, shall we say background noise while I'm on the phone with him." She gets a broad grin on her face." I think I can do that."

As I'm on the phone with him she plays her part to perfection. "He's going to look for it now. Is the number on the invoice a good number to reach you at?" "Yup." I tell her to go home and do what she needs to do to get ready and I'll call her the minute he arrives with it." In the meantime I'll also check here and see if it got mixed in with someone else's order. We'll find it for you." She leaves and I start searching checking the lot tags on the orders that came in last night.

Look someone getting pissy because I didn't tuck my wee wee before work is one thing but this lady had a legit reason to be upset. Plus she wasn't angry at me but at the company. About fifteen minutes later I find it mixed with another order and damn is this a nice dress. I can see why she was pissed. I call her up and she picks up her dress, a happy camper. Now this is where I decide to be a prick. I wait about a half hour before calling my district manager to let him know. Why, well because fuck him that's why.

Fun on the job

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