Working Overtime

Angela helped Natalie go over her duties and gave her a few pointers on how to work the register more efficiently. Natalie couldn't help but notice how much better a teacher Angela had become -- instead of yelling and belittling, Angela explained things in a friendly manner, and patiently answered Natalie's questions instead of dismissively telling her "I'm not your babysitter. Figure it out on your own", as she had said so many times before. Even more exciting was the more, shall we say, "hands-on" approach Angela had taken -- it had made Natalie extremely hot for her boss, and she sensed that the feeling was mutual.

After finishing up, Angela began the routine of closing the store. "You really impressed me today. That might be as hard as I've ever seen you work," she told Natalie. "I think I might have been wrong about you."

"Don't worry about it," Natalie said, smiling. "I think we just got off on the wrong foot, that's all."

"Thanks, I appreciate you being so understanding," a grateful Angela said back. "And I want you to know, if you need anything, let me know. I'd be happy to help."

Natalie smiled, happy about her boss' change in attitude, and excited about how their relationship might change. "I'm sure I'll take you up on that soon. I'm sure you have plenty to teach someone like me."

"Hahaha! I'm sure I do," Angela chuckled. "After all, I have plenty of... experience. And not just working retail."

Natalie raised an eyebrow. Angela was talking in a very suggestive tone... "OK, now I'm curious. What kind of experience?"

A naughty smile crossed Angela's lips. Obviously Natalie had picked up on her hints. "If you really want to know, why don't you come back to my place for a few drinks? My husband's out of town, so we won't be bothered..."