The Mustache Shop Manager

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It was a weekend morning, and
the sunlight streamed into my little room right on time.
The alarm clock, as expected, took a break.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I
staggered into the bathroom,
letting the cool water wash away the night's dreams.

Looking at the time, it was already past 8.
Holidays always bring a bit of leisure.
Although the weather seemed nice,
there was still a slight chill in the air .
Looking at myself in the mirror,
wearing only a large t-shirt that barely covered my lower
body, I started to feel cold.
I wanted to hide back in my soft blankets. I

wiped
my damp labia
, wanting only to quickly return to the warmth of my room.

But when I opened the door, I saw A-Ying.
I was stunned for a moment, while
A-Ying stared at my lower body. After staring for a while,
he pointed at my genitals and said,
"You've been seen..."

I quickly pulled down my clothes to try and cover myself,
then pushed him away and ran back to my room. Because Ah Ying works the night shift at a convenience store, she doesn't get off

until 7 a.m., so I rarely see her. Therefore, I'm usually alone in the dorm and don't care much about being seen while dressed inappropriately. This has happened several times already. Actually, I was already quite casual about my clothes at home before, but ever since I had sex with my younger brother and dad , they've made me dress very indecently at home or not at all. When watching TV, they come over and hug me, constantly touching my breasts and fiddling with my genitals. It's common for him to do oral sex on me after dinner, and sometimes he'll even ejaculate on me before making me shower. At first, I hated this feeling of being treated like a toy. But gradually, I became less resistant , probably because my body got used to it, and I even became addicted to it. But after moving out, habits aren't something you can just change. Before, when I lived at my aunt's house, I got scolded several times for dressing too casually and running around the house. Although once my cousin deliberately made me naked, and after having sex with me in the living room, he left me there and rushed back to join the army. My aunt caught me shortly afterward. He even lied to the aunt, saying he was going to do laundry and would wash himself while he was at it, but of course he still got scolded... In the short two or three months since he moved out, he knew that other people were living under the same roof, so he was naturally more careful. Before leaving his room, he would always listen to see if anyone was outside and check the time to see if it was when Ah Ying was working. But he would still unexpectedly appear in front of him. The most common thing was that he would get up and walk out of his room wearing only a shirt . Or after washing clothes in the bathroom, his wet t-shirt would be semi-transparent and cling to his breasts, making it look like he was naked from the waist up. He would then walk to the balcony to wring out the clothes... And another time, he was taking a shower when ... I forgot my change of clothes and ran back to my room naked to get some, only to bump into him just as he was leaving for work. When I went to the bathroom, I was only wearing a t-shirt and ran out of the room, and he saw my genitals several times. At first, he just blushed and quickly looked away, but now he's slowly and openly staring at my body. But I can only blame myself for being a little too oblivious… I stayed in bed for a bit… then remembered that some seniors from the film club were going to help with rehearsals today, but the appointment was at 1 PM. I guess they don't want to get up so early on a weekend. So, what should I do in the morning? My stomach started to feel hungry… so I went to… I'll go check out the convenience store to see what they have to eat... I'm wearing a loose white shirt and a slightly long gray skirt , but since I don't have much time to go home to get winter clothes, I'm just wearing my school jacket . As for underwear... I figured since I'm wearing a jacket and the skirt isn't that short, I wouldn't wear anything . Although it's not far from school, just a few streets away, the area is surprisingly remote. There are many houses in the alleys, but no food stalls... I always have to walk all the way to the school to find breakfast, and on this weekend morning, the streets feel especially deserted. Luckily, there's a familiar convenience store nearby where I can buy something to eat . A "ding-dong" sounded, and I went inside. The somewhat annoying mustachioed shopkeeper was standing behind the counter reading a newspaper . Aside from that, there was no one else in the shop. I glanced at the clock on the wall—it was almost 9 o'clock. Although there weren't many customers here on weekday mornings, I figured it would be about the same. The mustachioed shopkeeper wasn't a very friendly person ; if another convenience store opened nearby, he would definitely close it . I walked over to the rice balls section, considering what to eat. The mustachioed shopkeeper then went to the refrigerator and started organizing the drinks. I figured I wasn't that hungry anyway. The mustachioed shopkeeper walked away again, and I went to the magazine section, picked up a magazine, and started reading. Although there weren't many magazines to read, it was still enough to pass the time. I 'd only flipped through a few pages when I noticed the man with the mustache staring at me through the large mirror on top of the refrigerator. After flipping through a few more pages, I felt a little uneasy, so I bought some rice balls and left. Just as I was putting the magazine back on the shelf, the man with the mustache called out, "Hey!" The sudden voice from behind startled me. The magazine I was holding hadn't been properly placed and fell, pulling down a bunch of other things on the shelf. The man with the mustache yelled, "Ah! What are you doing?!" Han stammered, "I...I didn't mean to..." I panicked and quickly knelt down to pick up the book.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "What if the books get dirty and can't be sold? You'll have to pay for them!"

Han: "Huh?!?!~"

Looking at the magazines and books on the ground, which must have cost over a thousand dollars

, Han: "But...but...they're not that dirty...they just...fell on the ground..."

Although it really was just some dust, the magazines were made of very thin paper,
and some of them had folded when they fell to the ground.
In my frantic attempt to tidy them up, I accidentally tore off a magazine cover...
The mustachioed shopkeeper was staring at me angrily...

Han: "But...but...I...don't have that much money with me...what should I do..."

I didn't dare to look at him, and just kept looking down at the books on the ground. ...

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "How about this, you help me out at the shop, consider it compensation for working part-time."

Han: "Part-time?...How long?"

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "One hour...no...two hours, I guess."

I figured I didn't have the right to refuse, so I agreed.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Then pick up all the books first—hurry up!"

Han: "Okay..."

It was quite a struggle to pick up all the books from the floor and slowly put them back on the shelves.
Because the shop had air conditioning, it was warmer than outside, and I had been wearing my school winter uniform jacket
. After finishing tidying up the books, I was covered in sweat...
I walked to a corner of the shop, where the mustachioed shopkeeper was waiting for me outside the warehouse. He
gestured for me to follow him inside.
The warehouse was full of merchandise—food, household items—almost everything the shop sold was there.

The mustachioed shopkeeper said, "Come on, take all of these outside and put them out."

He pointed to the boxes and boxes of instant noodles piled up next to him and explained how to arrange them...

The mustachioed shopkeeper continued, "What's wrong? You're sweating just from tidying up the books
? There's air conditioning in the shop, you don't need to wear a jacket."

Because I was really hot, I had no choice but to take off my jacket and put it on the table next to me.
After all, it was a winter jacket, and taking it off really made me feel much cooler.
I even pulled up my collar to cool down a bit.
At this moment, the mustachioed shopkeeper stared at me in surprise.
I came to my senses, and my sweaty white shirt clung tightly to my chest.
Not wearing a bra made my nipples clearly visible, and they bulged slightly on the chest pockets...
Seeing the mustachioed shopkeeper's lecherous look, I quickly covered my chest with my hands,
although I briefly wanted to... I put my jacket back on, but...

the mustachioed shopkeeper said, "Alright, alright~ hurry up and take the instant noodles out and put them on display~" with a sly grin on his face...

Because it was so hot and I was being rushed out, I had no choice but to give up...

Luckily, there were no customers in the shop, otherwise I would have been quite conspicuous...
But the worst part was that the mustachioed shopkeeper kept following me around.
Because I had to work, I couldn't keep covering my chest,
so he had to keep watching my almost half-naked chest as I ran around...

This happened two or three times. When I went back to the warehouse to get something
, I found that the item I needed was on a very high shelf.
I looked around but couldn't find anything to elevate myself,
so I had to stand on tiptoe and try to reach it a little bit... I struggled like this for 5 minutes = =

The Mustache Shop Manager: "What's wrong? It's taking you so long to get something."

Han: "I...I can't reach it...it's too high." I was still trying to reach the things on the shelf...

At this moment, the mustache shop manager walked directly behind me and pressed his entire back against mine.

Han: "Ah!" I was pressed against the shelf by him.

I felt like he was reaching out to help me get something, but he grabbed my hand.

Mustache Shop Manager: "Ah, can't you reach a little further?"

He grabbed my wrist and pulled it upwards forcefully.

Han: "Ah!!! It hurts!!! It hurts so much!!"

He pulled my slender wrist upwards, ignoring my cries of pain,
and even lifted my body, my feet almost leaving the ground...
I felt like my hand was about to be torn off. Just then, my hand touched the thing I was trying to grab, and
I quickly pulled it down.

Han: "I...I got it! Let go~ Let go~"

I was almost crying, and the thing I grabbed fell to the side...

The mustachioed shopkeeper was still pressing down on my back,
and I could even feel something hard pressing on my buttocks.

Han: "Get away...it's so uncomfortable with you pressing on me..."

Before I could finish speaking, my breasts were grabbed tightly from behind,
and then my nipples were pinched and roughly rubbed.

Han: "Ahhh!! What...what are you doing???!!!"

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "You're not helping at all. I think I'll find another way to pay for your work." "..."

The mustachioed shopkeeper spoke rapidly, seemingly growing increasingly excited.

Han: "No~ No~ Let me go~"

I was pinned against the shelf, my wrists still red and throbbing from being gripped, making it impossible to push him away.
He unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt, then reached his left hand directly into my collar—grabbing my breasts forcefully.

Han: "Ah~... No..."

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Oh~ Your nipples are hard... I think you actually want them too, don't you?
You have such a delicate and cute face, yet you have such a lewd body~
I couldn't stand it when you were jiggling your breasts around the shop just now,
coming out without a bra, are you an exhibitionist~ You little pervert~"

Han: "I...I didn't...ah~..."

My nipples were being constantly teased, and my hot breasts were touching the cold shelf next to me.
I started to get excited too~
The mustachioed shopkeeper then reached out and pulled up my skirt. The
skirt, which barely reached my knees, was quickly pulled up to my waist.
Then he touched my waist and realized that I wasn't wearing any underwear...

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "No way~ You're not even wearing underwear under your skirt!? What are students thinking these days~
By the way~ Judging from your coat, you're a student at that high school nearby, right?
You must be very popular with the boys at school. Judging from your slutty appearance,
you must have been slept with by all the boys in your class. Do you not wear underwear to school every day?"
"I 'm often gang-raped at school~ Hahaha~
I guess you can even pass exams by sleeping with the teacher~~
The thought of you being raped by a bunch of guys in your uniform in the bathroom gets me more and more excited!!!"

Han: "I didn't~ Ah~ Ah~ I... I... it's not like that... Ah~"

Two fingers had already been inserted into her vagina, and the stimulation of her breasts hadn't stopped.
But I didn't expect that, compared to this caressing, his lewd words
also made me feel incredibly excited.
I even imagined what it would be like to be gang-raped by the boys in my class in the school bathroom.
My genitals were already soaking wet at this point...

Han: "Ah~...... Stop... Stop...... Ah~"

Although she was saying Unwilling, yet unable to stop moaning
, I quickly gave up trying to push him away, merely gripping the shelf
to barely support myself...

The mustachioed shopkeeper then removed his hand from my breasts and pulled down my skirt,
exposing my buttocks completely. His other hand continued to fondle my genitals, manipulating my labia majora.
Suddenly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me back, causing me to lose my balance. Fortunately, I
managed to stay upright in front of the shelf, clinging to it with my hands.
Then I heard the mustachioed shopkeeper unbuckle his belt.
My mind went almost blank, my legs spread wide, barely holding me upright.
My vagina seemed to be yearning for something...
My juices were already overflowing, slowly trickling down my thighs...
(Quick...insert it...) I was actually thinking that

when suddenly—a "ding-dong" sound came from outside.

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Guest...guest!!!!"

I saw him hurriedly put on his pants, straighten his clothes,
wipe his fingers covered in my vaginal fluid with toilet paper,
and rush out.

I stood there, completely stunned.
Although I was still panting, I gradually calmed down...

Han: "What...you made me like this...but..."

After recovering a little, I went to the toilet next door to wash my genitals and wiped my body with toilet paper.
My face in the mirror was still red...with a somewhat unwilling and angry expression...

because my body became very hot, and my white shirt was soaked, I simply grabbed my coat and
walked out of the warehouse without wearing it.
The soaked shirt was almost transparent, and my breasts were completely exposed.
I deliberately lingered in front of the counter for a while.
An old man came to buy cigarettes and newspapers. I was dumbfounded—my mouth was practically watering!

The mustachioed shopkeeper: "Wait!! Wait a minute—it's not here yet...!!"

I pointed to the clock on the wall.

Han: "Two hours of work are over!!!!! I'm leaving!!!!"

Before leaving, I deliberately pulled my skirt up to my waist, sticking my butt out high, and
made a face at the mustachioed shopkeeper before finally leaving.
But that old man seemed to have been greatly shocked...

It's so cold outside—autumn seems to be almost over.
I quickly put on my coat—otherwise, my soaked shirt would definitely make me catch a cold...

Han: "Ah!!!!......I forgot to buy rice balls......my breakfast..."

I didn't want to walk back—
I thought it was almost noon anyway—I'd eat lunch near the school...
Along the way, my genitals were still slowly leaking fluid.
I kept hiding by the roadside to wipe my genitals and thighs with tissues
. Eventually, I couldn't take it anymore—I had to go back to the dorm to take a shower...
Otherwise, if I went to school like this to see the upperclassmen,
I'd really get gang-raped...

[The End]

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