A quick little backstory….
This happened a number of years ago, back when I was just about 20, and full of young mans ego. I was working in a retail store, the kind with a little bit of everything, and had repeatedly gotten promoted to be in charge of the inventory for the entire store. That included the coveted 6-3 early shift, much to the dismay of my night cashier girlfriend, even though we were already spiraling apart rapidly.
Anyhow… fast forward a couple weeks and they hire a new gal, let’s say Jenn. Now, jenn was a knockout, about 5’2”, maybe 105 lbs, long blonde hair, and an absolutely stunning chest, I’ve no idea the size, maybe high Cs low Ds. The only downside? That big old wedding ring on her finger. Bummer… but I wouldn’t be writing this story if that was the end, would I?