When I was in high school I worked at a fast food place. I was an awkward teenager, very tall and curvy, most guys my age weren’t interested. I was older then most of my class, so I turned 18 in November of my senior year.
At work, I got a lot of attention, and to be honest, I really enjoyed it. I hadn’t felt that desired before and it felt good to know these men found me attractive. They ranged in age from 25-47. The 47 year old was my boss and pretty much as soon as I turned 18 he started heavily hinting that he wanted me to come over so he could “cook me dinner”
I was far more interested in the 32 year old cook who didn’t speak a lot of English, but still managed to flirt heavily. I made sure I came in to pick up my paycheck in low cut shirts and the sluttiest makeup I could do. I made a point to give him a good show whenever I could, bending over to pick things up and shoving my ass in his face