Fliss The Deli Girl
He noticed her every day. Okay, so it was every working day, and what he noticed most was her ass, but Fliss wasn’t hard to notice. She had a sweet and inviting smile that held a promise he never expected to find himself next to. Matt was sure he was only a “ham, turkey and Swiss on French” to Fliss. Every day he wandered into the deli, ordered his sandwich and watched as she turned away to the counter and made it while he watched her wonderful rear, straining her Levis with the white...