My girlfriend had a part time job in a local shop. It wasn't a franchise place that had rigid routines and stuff like that, it was a local place where a friend could hang out and chat with people going in and out. Still, she was a wage slave.
She wasn't a job zombie though. I was glad of that much. She wanted nothing more than to finish her day and come hang out at my house. I didn't have to work thankfully, so I did stuff for her like make lunches and stuff like that.
On really hot days like the ones we had recently, there was a fan blowing some air around the shop. It was super hot in the shop and I always had a towel handy so I could wipe her sweaty tits dry every now and again.
It wasn't so easy going that we could go for some quiet time in the back, so we would count down the minutes and seconds until we could get out of here and go back to my bedroom with the curtains drawn and the air conditioning on. That was a good summer.
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