I had only just started my new job in a big new department store. I had
forwarded my CV almost as soon as the foundations were poured, and I
watched as the big new building took shape. It was to be the biggest and
most modern store in the county where I lived, and I was determined that
I was going to improve my dull life by breaking away from my present job
in a factory, and go to work in a suit instead of overalls.
I hated wearing the rough denim clothes needed for my job, and longed to
be able to don a nice suit and tie, and keep my hands clean and soft.
So I was over the moon when I was interviewed and accepted for a job, and
looked forward to my new position as sales assistant in the new store.
The first few days were occupied with Induction, training in Company
policy, and assessment.
I was deemed to be courteous and friendly, and because I was slightly
built and not too rough and macho, I was placed in the ladies clothing
section, along with two other young men of similar build and appearance,
called Tim and Sandy.
I could hardly believe my luck as I walked about among all the lovely
silk and satin underwear, as I have always loved the feel of feminine
silk on my male body.
After a few days, my supervisor, a very nice middle-aged gentleman called
Mr. Dobbs, put me to sorting out some old stock, bras, teddies, suspender
belts etc., saying they were last year's line.
I asked him what to do with them, and he said, "Sort them out into
knickers in one pile, bra's in another, and so on, then box them up ready
to go back to the manufacturers. Just write on the box what they are,
and approximately how many of the item in the box."
"Approximately?", I said.
He looked at me and smiled "Yes, approximately. One of the perks of the
job ! "
He smiled mysteriously, then I swear I saw him wink as he walked away !
I spent a couple of days doing the sorting, and, heart thumping, I helped
myself to a few items, not enough to be greedy, but a complete outfit of
the prettiest lingerie I'd ever seen!
Advertisment