Not yet

James smiles, staring at the red hair between Amy's legs for a moment, as he slid the panties into his pocket. "Like I said," he repeated slowly, "the store doesn't open for another half hour yet, so we might as well get on with some work."

"What?" Amy looked at him in shock. "Then give me back my fucking panties!" As she spoke she finally buried one hand between her legs, trying to cover herself up.

"That wasn't the deal," James said with a smile, making his way towards the exit of the burger bar, taking a single step into the food court. "I think stuff needed collecting from the freezer."

Amy shook her head, knowing exactly where this was going. No bra in a tight shirt in the freezer, he was after even more of an eyeful than he'd already had. "No, no way, you can do the freezer," she told him.

James just shrugged, stepping back into the bar. "Oh, okay. I guess you can head out into the food court and clean the tables then. There's probably no one else around at this time of morning to get an eyeful."