Progressive Blackmail – Chapter 3

[Chapter 1 is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kd7674/progressive_blackmail_chapter_1_ff22/)

About a week after my experience with Bobbie I was working an afternoon shift at McDonald’s. I had worked there throughout high school and still picked up shifts when I was home from college on vacations or in the summer. I don’t know if it’s still like this, but hiring at McDonald’s was pretty sexist back then, if you were a girl, you’d work at a register, if you were a boy you’d work the grill or the fryers.

Tony, Bobbie’s brother, came into the restaurant and, after scanning the menu, waited at the end of my line, even though it was the longest. Another register opened up while he was waiting, and after the girl on it offered to take him, he responded “naw, that’s ok, I want to order from my friend Theresa!”

When he got up to my register, I put on my best minimum wage smile and asked “what can I get you Tony?”

“Hey Theresa! You’re such a hard worker putting in a shift during your vacation.” He said, glanced at the menu again and ordered a Quarter Pounder meal, to go, with a root beer. Sliding an envelope across the counter he added “have a look at this next time you’re alone.”

Progressive Blackmail – Chapter 2 [FF][22]

[Chapter 1 is here](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/kd7674/progressive_blackmail_chapter_1_ff22/)

I’d managed to avoid Bobbie for the past couple of weeks, but we briefly made eye contact when I came into our friend Gord’s place for his Saturday night house party. I wanted to turn around and leave, but I figured that was just asking for trouble down the road. “I don’t want to stay too long, let’s just have a quick drink then go back to your place and you can do anything you want to me” I whispered to Jack. His eyes opened wide in surprise and excitement as he nodded then headed over to the bar area to get us a couple of beers. Turning around, Bobbie was leaning over me, clearly having rushed across the room.

“Hey there sexy beast” she chimed, “I’ve had my eyes out for you but haven’t been seeing you around. I almost feel like you’ve been dodging me, which would sure hurt my feelings!”.

“Hi Bobbie,” I responded, trying my best to smile. “We just dropped in for a couple of minutes. How’s it going?”

Progressive Blackmail – Chapter 1 [FF][22]

****Dedicated to Nonono69 (aka Blond22Bi), Honey Moon (aka CutieCindyHoney), Lebec, and Krosis. Thanks for all the great stories!****

This happened to me about 20 years ago when I was in my early 20s. It was mid-morning on a Saturday and I had walked out of my apartment, headed to my boyfriend’s place, when my landlord Carl shouted out “Hey Theresa, nice tits!”

Looking over at him and his wife June, I made a show of looking at my chest, then back at them. Both of them were all smiles, so I figured there was a joke coming. “Thanks for noticing, but you’ve stared at them enough before without saying anything!” I walked over to the two of them.

Honestly, I sometimes pretend to be annoyed at guys ogling or commenting on my breasts, but I’m actually pretty proud of them. I’m at the border of a C and D cup (34 D, 38 C for any dudes shopping for their lady), and to me they’re just perfect – big enough without looking like rolls of fat. As Carl said, nice tits.

“Not this morning” he continued, drawing out the joke, “They looked great last night!”