Jessica E. Subject by Last Minute Customers

 
    LAST MINUTE
CUSTOMERS
     
    Mandy handed
the bag of costumes to her old high school math teacher and his wife with a
smile. “Bye, Mr. and Mrs. Sullivan. Have fun at your party.”
    After they
left, she glanced at her watch. Ten minutes until closing time, then she
planned to go home and crash on her bed rather than attend one of the multitude
of Halloween parties her friends and older customers had invited her to.
Tomorrow, costumes had to be marked down and the Christmas and other holiday
decorations brought out. Store sales from October had more than quadrupled from
last year, but tonight she’d celebrate by catching up on her sleep. In the
morning, on top of everything else, she had to place an ad in the paper to find
more staff.
    She slipped
out from behind the counter to straighten the costume aisle after little kids
had decimated her neat display only hours ago. She’d been so swamped, she
hadn’t had the chance to reorganize it again.
    The door
chimed. She glanced up, stifling a groan over the last minute shoppers. But the
sight of the two men walking in left her unable to do anything but stare. One
was tall, broad, and dark, while the other was blond and built like a track
star—long lean, and all muscle. They couldn’t be more opposite, yet both made
her heart pound. She’d seen them around town before, but had always been afraid
to engage in an actual conversation with them. What did she have to offer
anyway? All of her time was dedicated to her party supply store.
    The taller
of the two raised an eyebrow. “Sorry to bother you when you’re about to close,
but we’re looking for costumes, and well…. We haven’t had much luck.”
    He was
good-looking and well mannered? She didn’t see that combination very
often. Most males she considered drop-dead gorgeous knew they were hot and made
sure everyone they encountered knew it, too. His mother taught him well. She
stood and brushed her hands down the front of her starship commander’s dress,
hoping she didn’t look like too much of a geek in front of him.
    The blond
ran a hand through his thick, wavy hair. “I doubt she’s going to have anything
left, Zane. No one does on Halloween night. We should have started looking before
today.”
    “No!” She
covered her mouth. She hadn’t meant to yell. They stared, as if waiting for her
to continue, and she lowered her hands. “I’m sure I can help you find what
you’re looking for. And I’ll give you fifty percent off.” Shit, that sounded
desperate for a sale. Really, she wanted to keep them in the store a little
bit longer. They would make excellent heroes in her future fantasies.
    Zane
chuckled. “Sure, let’s see what you’ve got. My brother and I are going to a
sci-fi themed party. Do you have anything that falls under that description?”
    Brothers? Could have fooled her. But she
wasn’t about to argue. And they were into sci-fi, like her. “Sure. We have your
movie costumes. Star Wars, Star Trek, Avatar….”
    He shook his
head. “I don’t know. What do you think, Blaze?”
    “Those have
been done,” the other brother said. “Anything else?”
    She gave
them a quick glance over to gauge their sizes. Her cheeks warmed as she caught
sight of the bulge in Zane’s pants. A wave of desire swept over her. She
inhaled deeply. They were only customers and hadn’t given any indication they
wanted more than costumes.
    It had been
so long since she’d even seen a man’s cock, dedicating all of her time to the
store. She needed to get out and live again. She needed to get laid.
    With a sigh,
she spun around. Best not to think of that now. She had customers to serve. Two
very hot guys who wouldn’t want anything to do with her. Men didn’t notice
plain women like her. It was a fact of life. Her life, anyway.
    She
approached the rack of large men’s costumes. The men were at least that size,
and she had quite a few left. Males didn’t dress up as much as they wanted
their woman to dress