A Day at Work
this story is a continuation of move in day
(fiction)
I was wearing a short white tube top and low-rise jeans (4-inch rise). I drove to the store and clocked in. I put my name tag on and everything else that I needed (like a walkie-talkie). The weight tugged on my pants, so even while standing, a small amount of my butt crack was out.
Diego saw me like the second I came out of the employees-only door. "Victoria!" I walked over to him. "Yeah?" He asked me if we carried a specific shoe brand. He pointed over to a woman, who was in like her 40s and was standing a couple inches away from him. I told him where, but he asked for me to show him.
I tried to tell them to go ahead, but he wanted me to go first. As we walked, I felt my pants go down a little bit. Another customer took Diego's attention, so it was only her and me. When we got there I noticed the product was behind another one and only on the very bottom shelf. I crouched, and 3 inches of my crack showed. I gave it to her, and she "thanked" me, not sincerely. I knew she was grossed out by my butt cleavage. I remember Paige telling me about her complaining.
I pulled my pants up the same time a man walked into the aisle. I asked him if he needed help with anything. He shook his head and said he was fine. I was alerted to a mess on another aisle. It was like really bad. I noticed a lot of clothes on the ground. I looked around to make sure nobody was behind me and went on my knees. I had like 3 inches of my butt crack showing as I started grabbing the clothes. I stood up and put them back where they belonged. I went on my knees again to grab some more. I walked to another aisle where we were like selling mirrors. I noticed that like a small bit of my crack was still showing above my waistband. I pulled my pants up and walked to the employees-only area to get a stock cart.
The aisle I was going to was like surprisingly crowded. An older man and who was probably his son walked out of the aisle to let me in. I started stocking the upper shelves that didn't need any bending over. After putting like a few products on an upper shelf I noticed that the bottom shelves needed to be restocked the most. Maybe the universe wants me to show my ass. There was a lady around my age who was looking at what we have. She turned around and saw my crack. She never said anything and walked away.
I had like 3 inches out like normal when Malena walked into the aisle. She's a month younger than me, Hispanic, and really loving the 2000s revival. All of her panties are kinda higher-rise than her jeans, so they're always out. Today like she had on a white shirt that barely covered the top of her pants waistband and black low-rise jeans. She squatted herself and I could see her purple underwear. I looked for a minute until I heard on the radio Paige needed an item returned to the shelves.
Paige was in a navy blue shirt, black baggy jeans, and green boxers that had like 3 inches visible. She waved at me and I waved back. "This should go in aisle 7." I thanked her. After that, I checked back on Malena. She was speaking to a customer and I noticed her pants were lower than before and I could see her underwear. I again started staring until I saw someone walk behind me. It was Daniel who had just gotten back from his vacation. We went on a few dates but it didn't work out. He like didn't notice me though.
When my eyes were on Malena again the customer left. She walked by me and pulled her pants up. I walked to the food section to place the products in the right places after somebody messed it up. I only had to stand but what was in my pockets and the walkie-talkie pulled down on my pants so an inch of my butt crack was out. Some people went through the aisle but were quiet.
Skip to the end of the shift I had one more shelf to stock. It was like only a few items so it was inside of a cardboard box. I was too focused on going home so like I didn't notice that 2 inches of my butt was showing already. As I carried the box my pants slid further down. By the time I got there I had 3 inches of my butt crack out. A man was standing in the aisle who let out a very audible "Damn." After noticing what he did, he quickly left the aisle.
(fiction)
I was wearing a short white tube top and low-rise jeans (4-inch rise). I drove to the store and clocked in. I put my name tag on and everything else that I needed (like a walkie-talkie). The weight tugged on my pants, so even while standing, a small amount of my butt crack was out.
Diego saw me like the second I came out of the employees-only door. "Victoria!" I walked over to him. "Yeah?" He asked me if we carried a specific shoe brand. He pointed over to a woman, who was in like her 40s and was standing a couple inches away from him. I told him where, but he asked for me to show him.
I tried to tell them to go ahead, but he wanted me to go first. As we walked, I felt my pants go down a little bit. Another customer took Diego's attention, so it was only her and me. When we got there I noticed the product was behind another one and only on the very bottom shelf. I crouched, and 3 inches of my crack showed. I gave it to her, and she "thanked" me, not sincerely. I knew she was grossed out by my butt cleavage. I remember Paige telling me about her complaining.
I pulled my pants up the same time a man walked into the aisle. I asked him if he needed help with anything. He shook his head and said he was fine. I was alerted to a mess on another aisle. It was like really bad. I noticed a lot of clothes on the ground. I looked around to make sure nobody was behind me and went on my knees. I had like 3 inches of my butt crack showing as I started grabbing the clothes. I stood up and put them back where they belonged. I went on my knees again to grab some more. I walked to another aisle where we were like selling mirrors. I noticed that like a small bit of my crack was still showing above my waistband. I pulled my pants up and walked to the employees-only area to get a stock cart.
The aisle I was going to was like surprisingly crowded. An older man and who was probably his son walked out of the aisle to let me in. I started stocking the upper shelves that didn't need any bending over. After putting like a few products on an upper shelf I noticed that the bottom shelves needed to be restocked the most. Maybe the universe wants me to show my ass. There was a lady around my age who was looking at what we have. She turned around and saw my crack. She never said anything and walked away.
I had like 3 inches out like normal when Malena walked into the aisle. She's a month younger than me, Hispanic, and really loving the 2000s revival. All of her panties are kinda higher-rise than her jeans, so they're always out. Today like she had on a white shirt that barely covered the top of her pants waistband and black low-rise jeans. She squatted herself and I could see her purple underwear. I looked for a minute until I heard on the radio Paige needed an item returned to the shelves.
Paige was in a navy blue shirt, black baggy jeans, and green boxers that had like 3 inches visible. She waved at me and I waved back. "This should go in aisle 7." I thanked her. After that, I checked back on Malena. She was speaking to a customer and I noticed her pants were lower than before and I could see her underwear. I again started staring until I saw someone walk behind me. It was Daniel who had just gotten back from his vacation. We went on a few dates but it didn't work out. He like didn't notice me though.
When my eyes were on Malena again the customer left. She walked by me and pulled her pants up. I walked to the food section to place the products in the right places after somebody messed it up. I only had to stand but what was in my pockets and the walkie-talkie pulled down on my pants so an inch of my butt crack was out. Some people went through the aisle but were quiet.
Skip to the end of the shift I had one more shelf to stock. It was like only a few items so it was inside of a cardboard box. I was too focused on going home so like I didn't notice that 2 inches of my butt was showing already. As I carried the box my pants slid further down. By the time I got there I had 3 inches of my butt crack out. A man was standing in the aisle who let out a very audible "Damn." After noticing what he did, he quickly left the aisle.
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