Chapter 1: Introduction
Tom adjusted his cock under his uniform as he openly ogled the new girl. She was up at the front taking orders from customers, as new employees always did, and that meant that Tom had a great view of her body. He had been at this Wendy's for well over a decade, and he was able to devote his full attention to her perfect ass as he fished out a fresh batch of crispy fries on complete autopilot. There had been a lot of hot, nubile young girls that took shifts here, as close as it was to the local state university. And Tom had discovered that when some of those girls caught a glimpse of his monster cock, sooner or later they ended up taking every inch inside their tight young pussies. And with any luck, this new girl would be one of them.
Tom was not a conventionally attractive man.
His belly hung over his belt, and his once-blond hair was now more gray than anything else. But he had a certain charm, a crude and lewd charisma that seemed to draw the attention of the young women around him. He was a walking, talking stereotype of a sleazy fast-food worker.
After the lunch rush had died down, Tom sidled up next to Victoria as she wiped down the counter.
"You know, I've seen you around campus," he said, trying to sound casual. "You're one of those brainiacs, huh?"
Victoria rolled her eyes but couldn't help smiling. "And what are you, the campus pervert?" she shot back.
Tom chuckled, leaning in closer. "Something like that. So, what's a smart girl like you doing working here?"
Victoria shrugged, her tits bouncing slightly under her uniform. "Extra cash. What's your excuse?"
Tom grinned, his eyes flicking down to her chest.
"I could use some extra cash too, you know. Maybe we could work something out."
Victoria raised an eyebrow. "Oh yeah? And what kind of 'work' are you suggesting?"
Tom leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl. "The kind that involves your mouth and my cock."
"Oh my god! Get away from me, you freak!" gasped Victoria, shocked at his boldness. There was no way any of the boys in her class would say anything like that to her, much less within seconds of meeting her. This disgusting middle-aged burger flipper somehow had more confidence than any star quarterback.
Victoria felt a mix of anger and... excitement. She had never been spoken to like this before, and despite herself, she felt a warmth spreading between her legs.
Tom smirked, seeing the flush in her cheeks. "I see you're not as innocent as you look, sweetheart. Tell you what, meet me in the back after your shift ends, and I'll show you exactly what I mean."
"You wish! Why don't you go fuck yourself, you gross old man?" Victoria spat, turning away from Tom and continuing to wipe down the counter with renewed vigor. But even as she said the words, she couldn't deny the throbbing ache that had started between her legs. She had never been so turned on in her life, and it both infuriated and excited her.
As the clock ticked down to the end of her shift, Victoria found herself stealing glances at Tom. He was disgusting, repulsive even, but there was something about his crude, filthy talk that had gotten under her skin. Once, he caught her looking, and he winked insolently, making her turn crimson and turn sharply away. But the end of her shift came without any further interaction with him, and Victoria hurried home.