Tulips Fancy
Our heroine now has a job and she is getting a ton of attention!
It had been a few weeks since I started working at the diner. The midmorning crowd were mainly ladies out shopping. Coming in for tea and a chat. Not big tippers but nice and friendly. Alway quick with a compliment and tips about my love life. Until I flash my fake engagement and wedding rings. Part of my diner survival kit .
Then its "My husband is a very lucky man." I just smile, I never try and correct the record.
How could I?
The real problem is 11:30 am to 2:30 pm. People coming in for food. Lots of workmen, construction workers and office types. Let me tell you one lot is just as handsy as the others.
After the first week my bottom was laterally black and blue. I was crying at night. My wife would comfort me. Even once saying I should take it as a compliment. I said I didn't want to go back. She said I could not leave another job, what would I do? She took me out and bought me two pairs of padded panties and two girdles to fit over them. I think of it as my armor. Thats the second part of my diner survival kit.
They did actually make my uniform fit better and I could see from the look in my wife's eye that I had stirred something in her and she would be exercising her conjugal rights tonight. Which she did. The third part of the kit the owner showed me. You glue a little metal stud on the back of your order book folder. When you feel a hand where it is not supposed to be, you swat it. If you get them on the knuckles, it hurts and they move fast. Men are such pigs! I hate them.
Even though I still am one I suppose..... Anyway, it won't be forever. I'll get a new job. Something that will impress my wife and make her see me in a whole new light.
