It was a regular night for Ellie, another boring but thankfully peaceful night shift stint.
She wore her usual getup, the convenience store apron with the oddly colored logo, some striped thigh high socks, and her usual denim shorts and white blouse combo, accompanied by a little pin with a trans flag and she/they pronouns. It had been a gift from her friends at home before she left for college that semester.
“I hope we don't get the weird stoned guy again” they said with a sigh.
“You mean the one that sat down and ate 3 bags of chips before asking us if we wanted a hit?” replied replied Joshua, who’s apron was wrinkled and bore a pronoun pin with he/him on it. “I had never seen anyone go Kirby on chips like that.”
Ellie laughed and walked to a shelf to make sure things were stocked correctly.
Joshua’s pin had been a recent addition as he was now coming to terms with his own transness, Ellie remembered when he first came out to her, it was after their shift was over when he broke down and told her.
The slightly distorted chime of the automatic doors took Ellie of of her thoughts, as she turned to see who had stepped into the store. Much to her amusement, it was one of the regulars. She didn't know their name, all she knew is that this person came in every 2 or 3 days, bought a bag of cat food, paid in cash, and then left. They were polite, and spoke elegantly.
Ellie always made it a point to be the one doing their checkout, since well, as embarrassing as it was to admit, she found them stunning, unusually tall, with defined curves and some sizeable breasts, and, and….
“Would you please help me with the checkout” they said, snapping Ellie out of her train of thought.
“Yes, um sorry, hello um…” Ellie became flustered. “that will be um, 10.99” she said almost squeaking.
“Of course dear, here you go” the regular said while handing her a 20 pound note.
Ellie promptly counted the change, and gathered all her courage to finally ask “By the way, um you come here quite often, if it’s okay with you, can I ask your name, and uh, pronouns”
The regular looked pensive for just a moment. “Oh of course, I am Elizabeth Agnes, but you may call me Liz.” Liz stopped to think for a moment. “as for pronouns, I believe they and she would fit. My apologies, I am from, uh, as you would say, a different time.” Ellie was puzzled, Liz did not look old at all, she looked at most like a woman in her forties. “Here is your change, uh Miss, uh, Liz” she said, holding out a hand with the coins.
Her heart skipped a beat when Elizabeth’s fingers accidentally brushed hers, nearly dropping the coins.
Liz smiled and made their way to the exit, making small wave back at Ellie. Once the doors were closed, Joshua burst out laughing, barely able to contain himself. “Omg dude shut up!” she retorted. “No way, no way you didn't pass out, I'm surprised your knees didn't give out.” said Joshua with the biggest shit eating grin ever.
“oh like you’re any better when Greg from the warehouse comes to deliver stuff” she said.
“What? He’s hot” Joshua blushed a little. “plus he is very nice to me”
The rest of their shift went by idly, thankfully without the weird stoner guy.
Two days later.
Ellie was once again working the night shift, and so far, aside from the very apologetic drunk woman who knocked over some jars, it had been a slow kind of night.
Joshua was off today, he apparently had called in sick, Ellie was inclined to believe it was true until she spotted him making out with Greg and hopping onto a car with him. She was happy for him, and a little envious of him finding someone.
The minutes turned to hours, as the night slowly
progressed. There were a couple customers, nothing out
of the ordinary, well, not until Liz arrived.
Ellie’s
face became slightly reddened when they spotted her.
Liz walked into the store, alerting the somehow even more
distorted door chime, and proceeded to grab the usual
cat food bag. They headed to the checkout.
“Hello,
if you would” she said handing over the bag, and
looking at the cashier with eyes deep in thought.
“Hello, Liz, uh, Miss Liz? that will be 10.99” said Ellie.
“Hello, oh my apologies, I forgot to ask your name when I gave you mine” said Liz with what sounded like low purr in their voice.
“I’m Ellie” she blurted out with a shy smile.
“That is a pretty name.” Liz said softly, offering a gentle smile .
“Thank you” she almost whispered, “I wonder why she always buys cat food though” Ellie muttered seemingly to themselves.
Elizabeth looked them in the eye and spoke softly “Oh, it’s for my neighbor’s cat, I feed their cat every day since they travel out of town rather often”
The cashier blushed intensely, now realizing that she had spoken that part out loud. Liz immediately picked up on this, extending her hand to hold Ellie’s out of pure muscle memory.
“Oh, I am deeply sorry darling.” said Liz while pulling back the hand. “I, uh, moved to comfort you out of habit. I assume you did not realized you said it out loud, did you?”
Ellie had felt sparks when their hands had touched, theirs resting ton the checkout counter as they often did. She nodded and briefly closed her eyes out of embarrassment, or maybe something else.
Elizabeth spoke softly “I am, accustomed to comforting people, particularly when flustered. I do apologize.”
The cashier’s mind seemed to be elsewhere.
“What
do you mean flustered?” She asked almost pouting.
“Well, huh, let’s say I’m accustomed to taking care of people in that state, and other states.”
Ellie was equal parts puzzled and curious. However her curiosity and attraction for this mysterious tall femme won over in the end.
With all the courage she could muster, and their knees barely supporting her body, she managed to utter a simple string of hushed words.
“Could, could you, elaborate please?”
Elizabeth smiled and nodded slightly. They pulled
out a small notepad and a pen from a mysteriously hidden
pocket, jotting down her phone number.
“It
is a long story darling, and I must be home before
sundown, so please text me on your mobile as you call
it.”
Liz’s swift hand found Ellie’s and carefully rotated it to place the little note on her palm, gently stroking it with a caring thumb.
“Take care, Ellie” The tall feminine figure
exited the store, leaving Ellie alone with her frankly
lack of thoughts and outpouring of emotions.
Ellie finished her shift in a daze, and promptly added
the number as a contact. With one final deep breath, she
pressed send.
Ellie: heyy there its me Ellie from the store.
Elizabeth: Hello, I am elated to hear from you.
Ellie: so, im like curious about the whole taking care of people thing, and the being home before dawn everyday thing, and the every other thing
Elizabeth: Ah, well, you see, I have certain
partners who engage in certain
activities with me. Kinky activities.
As
for my requirement to be home before dawn, I’m
afraid I can only divulge that in person, after we
know each other a tad better. I hope you understand
dear.
Ellie stared dumbfounded at their phone, her mind dripping with a mix of curiosity and excitement. She was definitely into kinky activities as Liz had put it. Granted, she was still finding her likes and limits.
Picking up the phone once again she started typing.
Ellie:
What sort of kinky activities?
Elizabeth: As much as I am tempted to say “come and find out”, I want to be clear and ensure you feel comfortable. I am a dominant, I can go into specifics later.
It took Ellie every ounce or milligram of willpower not
to reply with “I’m specifics”, instead
she blushed and stared at the screen. There was no doubt
in her mind that she was on the subby side of things.
Ellie: im just zdfkjghzdfkgjzdo
Elizabeth: Oh, a keysmash, one of my submissive told me of their existence.
Elizabeth: Please use your words darling.
Ellie’s face turned a deep crimson.
Ellie: im interested and im a, uh, sub
Elizabeth: Wonderful, you deserve some praise. Good girl
Ellie’s face somehow became redder.
Joshua stepped into Greg’s pristine Honda Jazz, a look of excitement and shyness in his face, and the annoying itch of his binder in the back of his mind.
Greg smiled and began to drive while fiddling with the radio.
“I’m so glad you got out of working today,
Josh” he said with his typical deep voice and calm
demeanor.
“I’ve been uh, really
wanting to get to know you better, Greg” he said
with a shy and quite voice.
“Oh, by the way, you look so handsome in those jeans, like the guys in one of those uh, emo bands you listen to.”
Joshua could barely contain a smile, both because of the
compliment and just Greg being adorable.
The
two had struck up a friendship while working on the
unloading and stocking for the store, Greg had seen
Joshua lifting with his back and had promptly stopped
him and offered an explanation regarding how to lift
heavy objects. Joshua had been thankful as his previous
job was as a barista, and thus rarely dealt with loading
and unloading.
Greg had taken a liking to Joshua’s cheerful and energetic demeanor, often joking that the younger man must have been a golden retriever in a previous life. Josh laughed along and had at one point barked at Greg out of nowhere. The older man found it hilarious and laughed non stop for what seemed like an hour.
Today was their first date together, Josh had been the first to ask if Greg was into guys, Greg has simply replied with “yes, especially handsome guys like you” Josh’s brain had short circuited in that moment and the older one ended up catching him and helping him stand again.
After that Josh had brought up something very important to him.
“You know I'm trans, right?” he asked with a shudder
“huh, ah like, transgender?, wait, so you wanna be a girl?” Greg said softly
Josh began “No, uh, the other way around, like I was born…” Greg put a hand on his shoulder reassuringly.
“Ohhh, guess I had only heard of trans gals.” Greg elaborated.
“Yeah, I’m a trans guy, I uh, haven't started T” Josh replied
“huh, I guess I didn't notice, I figured you just liked the shaven look.” Greg looked pensive for a moment. “and this tea you mention I suppose it’s not earl gray is it?”
“No, it’s testosterone, like the hormone” Josh could not help but smile and laugh a little, this had been the easiest coming out of his life so far. He had always felt safe with Greg, and now he felt even safer.
“Ah that makes more sense” Greg replied.
They
talked about things and agreed to go out on a date, but
not before having made out behind the store.
At
that moment Josh knew he would always remember that
first kiss, Greg’s gentle arms around him, lips
lashing in a clumsy and sloppy way, as they tried to
learn how to best kiss each other.
Greg drove them to their destination that night, a little restaurant that has pizza, beer, and apparently was pretty good.
Neither of them was one for fancy things anyway.
Ellie had just gotten home after yet another shift, this time Liz had been absent and the night had been somewhat peaceful, with the small exception of her absolute joy outburst when Joshua told her about the date with Greg.
Looking at her phone she realized there was unread
message.
Elizabeth: Hello Ellie, I
would like to invite you over for, well, I suppose
breakfast, to chat and get to
know each other better.
Could I pick you up
tomorrow after work? Before sunrise.
Her mind raced with all kinds of thoughts, anywhere from joy to absolute curiosity, to excitement about spending more time with Liz.
They took a deep breath and started typing.
Ellie: ummm yes. tomorrow.
As tired as she was, she could not fall asleep or do anything else. Her mind was consumed with many many thoughts, and some racy fantasies. She had admitted to herself that she was curious as to what Elizabeth would do to her. She certainly had a list of things she hoped Liz would do, kinky things, very kinky things.
Their mind wandered, into places it had never really been before, images of being pinned, grabbed, and held all meshing together and feeding into her arousal.
Her body of course had reacted accordingly and in-between
her legs a slight bulge was forming. She began to rub
gently over her panties, which were a striped white and
blue pair.
A soft moan escaped her lips as
her fingers trailed downward over the fabric, pressing
right below the base of her shaft.