kinky || afi bdsm

5

Yikes I'm awwwwffffuuullll, like the absolute worst.

It's been a few
Although idk how many of you read the edited chapter four

Anyhow, here's 5.

If you want me to get off my ass and write more, comment and shit. Even message me kinky shit you wanna see in the story! I'm always looking for ideas.

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"You're late." Mandy scolded as I walked through the door.

I huffed. "I know. It was my damn truck again. I was going to call you but then my phone died. Write me up, it'll be the icing on the cake."

"Geez kid, I'm not going to write you up. You've been through enough and you haven't even clocked on." My manager gave a quick pat to my shoulder before disappearing though the kitchen doors. I followed close behind her, hanging a left past the freezer to the employee area. I quickly dropped my bag into a cubby and plugged my phone in.

Gliding past Gerald, I washed my hands and threw on my visor before venturing out front. The lobby was relatively empty. It was the dead time after the breakfast rush but before the lunch rush. I used this time to my advantage and started wiping down tables.

I had the lobby floor swept up, ice refilled and napkins stocked when someone finally walked in. Just some kid between classes. After a quick smoothie he was on his way and I was in back, leaning against the doorway of the office.

"So," Mandy started, leaning back in her chair. "When are you going to get a better truck?"

"When you give me that raise I've been asking about." I retort, reaching around and grabbing my phone. There's a message from Ashton on my lock screen.

"Talk to Jason about it. He's the one that's gotta get your evaluation done." Mandy returned to her email after that. I glanced up to the security monitor above her computer to check the front counter. There was no one there, luckily. Turning my attention back to my phone, I opened the text from Mr. Irwin.

It was a picture of Ashton. Ashton was shirtless and flexing in the mirror at a gym. All I could do was smile at my phone as little butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I knew I couldn't get caught up in a conversation, so I sent him back a heart eye and smirk emoji and plugged my phone back in.

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I was able to finish the rest of the stocking before the lunch rush really set in. I wasn't alone taking orders, so it wasn't the worst shift of my life. I didn't mind this job. With this store being on a college campus, it really weeded out all the "I need to speak to your manager" moms.

I handed out the last muffin order in the line when I heard the door open again.

"Hi! Welcome to Panera." I was on autopilot at this point. It took me a few moments to realize who had come in. Then I caught his glowing hazel eyes. My heart skipped a beat and then I cursed it for skipping a beat because I've never been this affected by a guy before but Goddamn it he's fucking hot and oh my God just shut up Charlie he's about to--

"Hey baby girl," Ashton greeted.

I pulled myself from my thoughts. "Hey handsome, I see you found a shirt."

"Oh you liked that?" His eyebrow raised.

I shrugged. "I've seen worse." Things fell quiet for a moment as I looked down to the touchscreen in front of me. "Can I get you anything?"

"I'll take a Cinnamon Crunch bagel and a large iced coffee." He smiled. Nodding, I entered his order and threw on a 20% discount. Not wasting any time, I cashed him out and ran back to the office.