Working at a clothing store

Leigh has a part-time job at a local clothing store when she's not in class or studying. She has plenty of expenses, after all, and wants to minimize her loans. It's a quiet store, usually, so she's able to get a little reading in here and there and gets to leisurely chat with customers.

The store serves both men and women, but like many clothing stores focuses more on women's fashion. Right now, there are only four customers in the store, three of them women. Leigh's boss, Ana, is in the back doing some paperwork, so Leigh is keeping an eye on things from behind the register.

Nothing is really happening. One woman is pawing through things on the clearance table, while another looks at dresses. The third is holding shirts up to her boyfriend's chest as they talk quietly. The aimless post-rock music playing over the store's speakers settles a quiet mood over the place.

Leigh's mind wanders. She leans over, putting her elbows on the counter and her chin on her hands, and sighs. She glances down and realizes that, by leaning over and putting her arms forward, she has pressed her tits together and thrust them out, not to mention maximizing the cleavage visible thanks to her tight white button-up shirt. Her cheeks turn a little red as she realizes just how exposed her tits are...but she decides not to move.

It strikes her that in this position, her rear must also be displayed rather prominently, though as she is behind the counter, none of the customers have a good view. Nonetheless, Leigh imagines that anybody even vaguely attracted to women would enjoy the sight of her butt and thighs in the tight black mini-skirt she wore to work.

Leigh is beginning to get turned on.