The Chemist and Me, Part I
(I Was A Naughty Little Girl)
By RodgertheDodger (annerogerduncan@sti.net)

Story Code M/f, Masturbation

The day I turned 16 1 also got my first part time job at a chemist's shop not far from home. Only three afternoons a week, but enough to buy a new dress or a bra; there was also a pair of knickers I wanted... and there I was packaging for customers and getting to know about work.

There were four girls, all classmates, who wanted the job... 1 knew why I got it... 1 had the biggest boobies... they were full-sized even at my age... and I was very proud of them... 1 felt grown up and sexy... sexy and liked to admire myself after a bath... Mum caught me one time... 1 told her I had something in my eye... she told me to "cover up."

The boys at school would whistle at me and send thrills from my toes and on up... and I could tell the Chemist thought I was pretty... 1 caught him looking at me with that older person's look... you know... pretending not to and looking away when I saw him... he was sending me those thrills. It was that year when Mr. Land invented the Polaroid camera so people could take any kind of pictures they wanted... what some wanted were dirty pictures... they were instant and no one to process them... a new era and I was the lucky one, as you will learn, to be 16 years old, curvy and sexy and I had a part time job.

It wasn't long before the Chemist got to flirting with me... telling me I was pretty, had a pretty smile, finally, he told me I had a great shape... meaning my boobs... he made me blush and look away and hoping he would flirt some more... which he did... 1 got to tingling just thinking about work and the nice things he would always say. We both worked behind the counter and would bump into each other from time to time when it got busy with customers. Some of the customers flirted with me too but the Chemist cut them off... "she's just a girl" he would say... and fill their orders... reaching over my shoulder to hand them a package... bumping my behind in the process... and apologizing.

I got that new dress... buttons from the hem to the top but I didn't button it all the way... we bumped against each other more often now... not bumped but brushed is a better term... he said I looked pretty in my new dress... really pretty... could he buy me a dress sometime? I told him okay... and smiled my prettiest smile... he wanted to flirt a little extra... l just knew it the way he treated me and I did a little spin in my dress... showing him my legs... he turned away... his face was getting red!

About that new pair of knickers? I didn't buy them... my girlfriends at school were talking about going bare and how good it felt to watch boys who didn't know that beneath their dress was only skin... we were teasing the boys and they didn't know it... so I started going without knickers at school and at work. One time I had to go to a top shelf... climb a ladder... and the Chemist helped me up the ladder... he held my leg as I came down... I slipped on the step and his hand went right up... 1 thought he was going to drop on the spot when his hand hit my knickerless bottom and felt my cooz, he let me go and walked away. I got all tingly and hot... it was my fault... going bare... l knew it was dirty but I still got that dizzy feeling when his hand landed of my privates.

The rest of the afternoon he didn't say anything to me but when he looked at me he licked his lips nervously as though he wanted to be a good boss but also was desperate for another trip down the ladder... his eyes were bigger than ever... 1 had given him a thrill... 1 didn't dare tell him how his hand felt... 1 mean... I was only 16 and he was old... maybe 40 and with a wife and here we were working everyday often behind the counter and I couldn't wait to go to the high shelf and have him help me down the ladder... I'd just step down slowly the next time... giving him permission... or giving his hand permission to keep me steady!

He told me he had bought a new camera that took instant pictures... a Polaroid Land camera and he showed me how it worked... actually he took a picture of me in my new dress and then I saw the blank wet film develop and there I was... how amazing. He said he would like to take more pictures of me which made me smile... He said he wanted pictures of me working at his shop and we would see how the photos developed... that would be fun. I got to thinking about showing off things to him... you know... not just things but "everything!"

I had worked there for almost two months when it was time to do inventory... the Chemist asked me to work late on the inventory after closing on the next Friday night and he would pay extra... could I wear that pretty new dress for inventory? "Why not" I said to myself... l knew he would take pictures of me doing inventory and I left one more button unfastened at the top of my dress than usual... maybe I could show a little more of myself and no customers around that night... 1 was already excited to watch the new film develop.

And then it was Friday night... we closed shop... pulled the blinds down... nice and private and the Chemist took a couple of photos... "You're a very pretty girl," he said... and the pictures developed... "Let me take some more." "Why don't you go up the ladder and I'll take a photo of you on the ladder." Up I went... "Pull up your dress and show some leg," he said... 1 pulled my dress a little... above my knees as I stood on the ladder and he aimed the camera... "a little more... this will be a nice one." I started to blush and pulled the dress up a little more. We weren't doing much inventory work but a lot of other stuff... 1 felt very naughty and warm in my cheeks... 1 posed on the ladder, dress up my thigh and I heard the camera click... then it clicked again but it was aimed under my dress... 1 dropped the hem when he did that... "Come on down and let's watch the film," he said.

He pulled the film apart and I watched... first my feet on the ladder came clear and then my ankles and thigh and my cooz! Right there... l grabbed the film out of his hand.

"You're a dirty old man," I said... he just smiled... then those eyes of his stared into mine... "And you're a dirty little girl," he said. I blushed at that but he was right... l must have giggled or stuttered or something and he kissed me right on the mouth... two "dirty" people.

"If you're going to take my picture then take some real pictures," I said... "Like what?" he said... "You know... real pictures of my body," I said... he was red in the face... "You felt my cooz when I came down the ladder... wouldn't you like a picture of it?" I said... he was speechless and took my hand back into the storage room. "Sit down," he said, and I did. "Don't get your dress wrinkled," he said. I took it off... ''You're very pretty," he said. "You're pretty in your dress and even prettier without it," he said. "And stop with calling it your 'cooz,' it's your cunt... and it's nice. Feel your cunt for me."

I smiled at him... "Don't you like feeling yourself," he asked... "Like this," I said and started moving my hands down from my breasts to my waist and then playing with my hairs, running my hands up and down my legs... "Don't stop now," he said... and I didn't. I was a dirty little girl and I was smiling at him... putting on a show... "You'll run out of film," I said... he just smiled and watched as I played with my "cooz"... 1 mean my "cunt" my hot 16 year old, wet, cunt!

He walked toward me, and stopped my hand... "Let me do that," he said and he began to move up my legs, petting my hair, saying pretty things and that I was dirty, just like him... 1 felt hot all over... "You're wet, you dirty girl," he said... and I got dizzy and thrills as he touched and petted and rubbed... then his fingers started playing all over me, spreading my cunt lips and playing all around... "You do this now and I'll take your picture," he said... he walked over, got his camera and said: "move your legs apart more and play with yourself," I was feeling dirty and hot and wet and did what he asked... forgetting all about the camera... closing my eyes... breathing deeply and I felt all centred on my fingers and my cunt and all the shivers and thrills... lifting my bottom off the chair... "Oh God... Ohhhhhhhhh Gawd," My tongue was thick in my mouth and I was gasping for air, jolting about on the chair... listened to the camera and then it was silent and I kept rubbing until I couldn't touch myself... it felt so cool and I was sweating.

I opened my eyes and the Chemist was smiling at me... "We'll do another inventory next week. OK?" All I could do was nod at him and smile... he helped me back on with my dress, kissed me again, gave me my pay packet, patted my butt... 1 kissed him and hugged him... 1 was a big girl now and a dirty girl and smiled a lot. As I walked home my legs churned me up again, rubbing my cunt lips back and forth as I walked and almost came again. I had to stop and shudder and calm down... Then I began thinking of cameras and inventories and smiles. (end of Part I)

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