Barnes & Noble Girl

This is my first story. Let me know what you think and if you want me to continue. I’m also open to suggestions to what the next stories would be about. Thank you.

Barnes & Noble Girl


The harsh sound of alarm clock was the first thing she heard before she woke up. It was 8 am and she had thirty minutes to be at work and open up the store at 9 am. She had finally become a manager and though it didn’t pay much more than when she was a regular employee it did come with much more responsibilities. She quickly washed her face, brushed her teeth and hair and quickly applied her make up before putting on a silky cream button up shirt and a brown skirt that covered down to right above her knees. She took a look at herself in the mirror, her tight skirt grabber her body perfectly while her shirt sat on her pale skin softly. She didn’t like that she was so pale but it made her look porcelain. Her straight brown hair was down to her shoulders with her bangs pushed to one side. She looked elegant and sexy and that exactly the look she was going for.

She hung her name tag over her neck, Sandra, she wished it would mention she was a manager that she had worked hard to become, but it didn’t. She wanted to put her contacts on but she didn’t have time and she had already done her eye makeup so she decided to just put on her red framed glasses and hit the road.

She managed to get to work on time, it was her first week as a manager and she did not want to be late. It was not a busy day, the store was mostly put together nicely and she thanked the closing manager for that. Her day was uneventful for the most part until right around noon she received the call from the closing manager, Steve. he was calling in sick. He had tried to call the other managers to cover for him but none wanted to work. She knew Steve was probably not sick and was just hung over. He was a big time drinker, not an alcoholic but the type that goes to the bar every night. She decided to pull a double shift and close. She told Steve that she would be able to cover his shift. It was better than going to her apartment and spend the night watching movies. She had nothing planned and she could use a few extra dollars on her paycheck.

She was happy because even though she was closing tonight, the store wasn’t that busy and people hadn’t moved the books around too much. It was around 8 o’clock and she started to clean up the store for closing, store café had already started their cleaning duties and there was one person on the cash registers to take care of the check out. It was up to her to go around the aisles and pick up the books people had left on the ground.

She was going between the aisles picking the books as she felt someone was following her. She didn’t pay much attention to it as it happened a lot. Most customers would go around looking for books and at times it looked like they were following her but they were just going through the aisles in the same order as her. She was bent looking through a few books that were left on the ground; she was taking out a bookmark someone had left inside a book when she noticed someone was behind her. She turned around quickly, two middle aged men in suits were staring at her, and more specifically they were staring at her butt. They looked like businessmen or more like salesmen. It took them a few seconds to notice her looking back but to her surprise not only they didn’t stop but after making eye contact with her they went back to looking at her behind. She was so surprised by their action and it took her a few second to react. Within those few seconds she was still bend over on her knees, her round butt up in the air as she looked over her shoulder and looking at the men. She looked extremely sexy even though it was the last thing she wanted to be at that moment.

She got up quickly and walked away with the book in her arms. She went back to her station in the middle of the store, outraged and confused. “What is wrong with these men?” she thought to herself. She had always received compliments for her butt. She believed it was her best asset. It was not huge, nor was it small. Her perfect heart shaped but was one of the things years of softball through high school had helped her achieve. She realized it was nine o’clock before she watched the men walk out of store. She liked that her butt had gotten the attention of the men but didn’t like that they kept staring when she had caught them checking her out. She felt disrespected.
She locked the door behind her, said goodnight to all her co-workers before she walked to her SUV. It was getting colder than what she was used to. She was shivering by the time she was in her car. She found her keys and attempted to start the car but except a few clicking noises nothing happened. With a confused look on her face she tried again and nothing happened again. She quickly looked around to see if anyone of her coworkers were still there but they had already left. She put her head on her steering wheel and blew all the air out of her lungs. Today had not been an easy day and it was not getting any easier at night. She called her insurance and after giving them her information they were going to send a tow truck to take care of her.

It was half passed ten when the tow truck was finally there. She got out of her car and was hit by a very cold and strong wind. The trucks lights were blinding as it parked right in front of her car. She waited in the spot light in front of the big red tow truck for the driver to come out for a while. She still couldn’t see the driver. The cold air was going through her legs and up her skirt and through her shirt. She crossed her arms to keep herself warm.

With a click and creak of the door she saw the shadow of a big man get out of the truck.