27/F. I confess...
I stopped to get a sandwich after work today. There was only one person working at the sandwich place, a cute young boy, and one other customer, an older lady who was yelling at him for things being slow. I gave the kid a sympathetic frown while I placed my order because he looked completely defeated.
The older lady finished and left before I was done and it was just me and the boy at the counter, so when I was done eating I went up and asked him if he was the only one working. He said he was, his manager never showed up and it had been terrible all day. I felt really bad for the kid.
I don't know what came over me, but I walked around the counter, grabbed his hand and led him to the stock room. I told him I knew what terrible bosses and angry customers were like and I wanted to make his day a little better, then I unzipped his pants, got on my knees, and blew him. He only lasted like a minute which I thought was kind of cute. I swallowed, stood up, walked out and went home.
