Groped At Work

In my teens, I had a Saturday job at a chemist department store. The floor manager was a real perv and constantly touched the young female staff; nothing too serious, just patting bums and coming up behind and placing his hands on shoulders etc. The first couple of times he did it to me, I was pretty freaked out.

He also had his favourites who got the best shifts, more overtimes and the best counters. I discovered they flirted with our pervy manager allowing him to touch them up. I was a randy fucker in my teens and could get boys to do anything I wanted.

One Saturday, Mr Perv comes up behind me and places his hand on my bum. I didn’t pull away this time but pressed my bum into his hand. He gave my bum a good grope as I pushed it into his hand. Then a customer came up to the counter, and he goes away.

The next weekend I was put on one of the perfume counters; these are some of the best places to be. I had a brilliant Saturday chatting to women about all sorts of stuff. I didn’t see Mr Perv until the end of the day when I was in the staff room making a drink. He came up behind me and felt my ass again over my white uniform. I allowed him to press his hand right into my bum; he even tried to push through my bum cheeks to my pussy, but somebody came into the staff room.

The following Saturday, I picked my salary slip up, and there was £20 more than the previous week, although I’d worked the same hours? I was also put on one of the best perfume counters. At the end of the shift, I was behind the counter filling in the sales sheets, and Mr Perv tells me he has to check the electrical sockets behind the counter. He’s in jeans and tells me he’s been doing this all day. I was stood, and he was on his knees, not visible to anyone on the shop floor. He then comes to where I’m stood, checks the sockets, and then puts a hand on my leg. He asks if anybody is about, to which I say no. He then runs his hand up my leg; it was summer I wasn’t wearing any pantyhose. His hand went all the way up to my knickers, and he rubs my crotch. I could hear his heavy breathing, and he was shaking as he touched me. The whole event was over in a couple of minutes. I neither enjoyed nor disliked it.

My next payslip had double money, and it stated I’d worked both Friday and Saturday the previous week! I was also put on the same perfume counter as the last week. Just before closing, the same thing happened; he came to my counter, crouched down, put his hand up my uniform, and rubbed my crotch. The groping goes on for a little longer this time, and he also pushed his fingers under my knickers and felt my bare pussy running his finger through my pussy lips. I enjoyed it this time; I’ve always loved having somebody else touch my pussy.

I couldn’t wait to open my next payslip. I was amazed by what I saw; my pay rate had increased to the adult rate. It also stated I’d worked Friday and Saturday the previous week. So letting Mr Perv feel me up had just earned me £100 more!! The same thing happened just before closing time. Again, he came to my counter, checked nobody was around, got on his knees, and this time went straight to feeling my bare pussy. This time though, he stuck his finger up my pussy and touched my clit; I was so close to coming when a customer came up to the counter, and he left. After a closing time, he asked me to stay back and got me in the staff room against the wall and puts his hand properly down my knickers and gives me a good fingering and groped my breasts too. I had an orgasm.

I was looking forward to seeing how much I’d been paid the following week. Instead, I opened my payslip to find I’d been fired! Apparently, Mr Perv had been found out, and he’d been fired too!!