1. Booth Duty


    Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: verytrustedsource, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    while we have a moment.” We were just approaching the first table when his cell rang. After hanging up he turned to me and said, “Do you think you could man the booth by yourself for about ten minutes? That was Jackie. Mrs. Graham wants an update on how this first session went. She used to work these shows on a regular basis and can’t let the thrill go, I guess.” “I’ll be fine,” I replied. “This isn’t my first show. In my previous job, for about a five year stretch, I did two or three shows a year.” Looking around, I continued, “Given there’s hardly anyone around I’ll probably be able to restock the brochures as well. Go keep the bosses happy.” With that, Frank took off to find somewhere where it was quiet enough to talk on the phone. I looked around the booth and saw that we were in fact quiet low on brochures. I took a glance around as I walked to the first table and, not seeing anyone approaching our booth, squatted down in front of the table. I lifted the table skirt and reached into each of the boxes to bring out brochures. After I finished that table, I moved onto the second one and repeated the process. Still not seeing anyone close to our booth, I moved onto the third table. I was unable to reach the brochure boxes when I squatted in front of this table however. I tried every way that I could but the boxes were just out of my reach. Unthinkingly I waddled backwards, dropped to my hands and knees and crawled under the table. I removed a stack of brochures from each of ...
    the boxes and placed them beside me. As I started to back out from under the table and felt the table skirt slide my jacket up my back, I suddenly realized what I had done. ‘Oh shit,’ I thought. ‘My bare ass is hanging out for anyone to see.’ While I’m normally not one to panic, I did in this case. I tried to stand but my head wasn’t fully past the edge of the table and I whacked it hard against the edge. Stunned, my upper body collapsed onto the floor leaving my bare ass thrust up in the air. As I tried to raise myself off the floor, my left arm collapsed and I rolled onto my left side and then onto my back. As I raised the table skirt that was resting on my midsection, I caught sight of several pairs on panted legs standing in the aisle. As I groaned, I heard a man say, “Are you alright? Can you get up?” As I wiggled out from under the table, he grabbed the table skirt and lifted it as he continued, offering me a hand, “Let me help you stand.” He pulled me to my feet. As he let go of my hand, I started to collapse and fell into his arms as I groaned, "Ohh.” He put his arm around me and said, “Is there a chair you can sit down on?” “Yes,” I whispered. “Behind the booth.” He directed, half carried me behind the booth and sat me in a chair. He said, “You really hit your head. It`s bleeding quite a bit. You need to put some pressure on it.” He gave me a paper towel and said, as he put it against my head, “Press this on the wound. I’ll get you a bottle of water from the cooler.” ...
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