Stella needs some advice

Stella has just finished up with the customer as you approach the booth with Mindy, and hearing your footsteps, turns to face the two of you. Her big green eyes go even wider as she spots you and she looks to the redhead excitedly. "Is this him? The new boss, I mean?" She sees Mindy give a nod and then looks you up and down, noticeably pausing as she reached the sizable bulge in your jeans and then turning her gaze away as she began to blush.

You look to Mindy beside you and see she has an impish grin after she made the dark-haired teen blush. She gives you a nudge with her elbow and says, "This is him, Stella. The new big boss man!"

"The name's Peter Johnson," you tell her with a friendly smile and hold out your hand to her. "No need to call me Boss or anything." She takes your hand and shakes it as you continue, "Mindy here says that you're our salesgirl at the market. I hope that you'll want to keep the job, even if my uncle is gone now."

She's still blushing slightly as she shakes your hand and her eyes keep darting away shyly, even as she replies. "Oh! Of course I will! I mean, I've been doing it since I was sixteen and my mom..." She pauses for a moment, taking a breath before continuing, "Um.. since my mom passed away, that is. She used to run the booth and it's sort of turned into a family thing, I guess."

You try not to look down to her flawless cleavage as you speak to Stella, not wanting to make the shy teen feel anymore awkward. It almost impossible to miss the fact that she's braless and the bumps of her nipples are visible through her thin top. "I guess it's a family thing for me too, now, so we have that in common."

She grins as her hand slips from your and she nods, "I guess we do." She gives her lip a nervous nibble and then glances to Mindy before looking back to you. "Sorry, if I'm a little... nervous, but I don't run into many boys in town. And I never leave town, so there's not many boys to meet."

Mindy has hoisted herself up to sit on the folding table in the booth and gives an amused smile to the teen. "Well, you'll get lots of practice talking to Peter now that you'll be working together, so you can get over all that shyness! He's not gonna bite you. Not unless you ask him to, anyways. I'm sure that the two of you will get on like a bear and a honeycomb once you get to know each other."

Mindy's words conjure up images in your mind of you licking honey off of Stella's perky young body and your cock twitches in your pants. You throw a glance at the redhead, letting her know that you're onto her tricks and then turn your attention back to Stella. "I'm looking forward to working with you and getting to learn more about you, Stella. And if you have any questions for me, don't be afraid to ask me."

Still nibbling her lip, the teen gave you a nod but you could see a smile growing on face. "Well... I did have something you might be able to help me with."

"Go on," you say softly with a smile.

"Well, see... Ever since my mom passed on, my Daddy's been sort of over-protective of me. He won't let me go on any trips or try anything that he thinks might be dangerous for me. He even tells me not to talk to boys I don't know..." The corners of her lips curled up more at the last bit, and she gives you another curious look. "I just.. I want to try new things. See new places. Meet new people. But my Daddy won't let me. I mean, I'm eighteen and I'm old enough to make my own decisions but he doesn't want to listen to me." Her fingers fidget as she speaks, and she glances to the ground each time she brings up her father. "I guess, I was wondering if you had any advice for me on how to get him to listen."

The thought of letting her move in with you to get out from under her father's thumb briefly passes through your mind, but you don't want an angry redneck with a shotgun showing up at your front door looking for his daughter. Instead, you try to give her some simple advice. "I don't know your dad, but if he raised a girl as sweet as you, he can't be all bad. I think you just need to go home and sit down to talk with him about what you want to do with your life. I'm sure that he'll hear what you're saying and be a little more lenient with you."

She looks to you with wide eyes, her grin growing as you call her sweet, and asks, "You really think that will work?"

"It's worth a try."

She looks to the ground again and thinks for a moment before nodding to you and Mindy. "I'm going to do it. Tonight I'm gonna tell Daddy that I need to start living my life!" She takes your hand again and shakes it enthusiastically, making her braless milkcans wobble in her top. "Thanks so much for the advice, Peter! I really hope that it works." She pauses her handshake as something suddenly occurs to her. "Give me your phone, so I can put my number in it."

You hand over your phone and she turns on the camera, taking a selfie before entering her contact information. After she hands it back to you, you check the photo to see her sweet face and that the angle of the shot gives you a perfect view of her creamy cleavage as well. You have a feeling that he father wouldn't have approved of the shot, but you couldn't have asked for a better one.

"Now you can text me, so I have your number," she adds as she sees another customer approaching the booth. "I gotta get back to work, so I'll talk to you guys later!"

Mindy hops down off of the table and waves goodbye to Stella before starting toward the truck. "Come on, Stud. Let's get you back home so you can get your things out of your car and into your house before the mosquitoes get too bad. They aren't bad til the sun goes down, but they'll suck you harder then I did if they catch you after dark."

You give a last wave to Stella before climbing into the truck and she smiles, waving back as Mindy drives the truck back to the farm.