After six months' fruitless job-hunting, Tracy faced reality. As a fledgling actress with no work, there was only one thing to do: join a promotions agency. Handing out leaflets wasn't going to get her closer to Demi Moore, but at least she'd be able to feed her clothes habit and electricity meter. So she signed up to an agency and soon got her first job.
Burger Time, the local fast food joint, had a special offer on, explained Jo, her agent, as she handed over a huge hot dog costume. As Tracy looked at the beige and brown sponge ensemble - complete with cheeky 'Ketchup' and 'Mustard' trim - her heart sank.
Well, she thought, at least my face will be hidden. And hey, at least I'll get to gawk at the tasty fellas leaving the gym next door. 'I've arranged for you to meet Sid outside Burger Time,' explained Jo, smirking. 'He's going to be your chips for the day! But if he tries to get fresh with you, tell him to stop.'
'He'd better,' muttered Tracy grimly, as she made her way to the mall. Her love life may be going through the same drought as her acting career, but the last thing she needed was some slimy git getting smutty with her.
When she arrived at the mall, it wasn't hard to track Sid down. A 6ft tall chip with 2 eye holes and a big red mouth wasn't hard to miss. He was leaning against a railing, leering at a girl walking past. 'Hi Sid,' she said reluctantly, 'I'm Tracy, I'm your hot dog.'
'I don't know about hot dog, but your one hot babe!' he grinned, licking his lips through his mouth hole. Tracy rolled her eyes in disgust and climbed into her costume. She wasn't that desperate.....
The morning dragged. If she wasn't fending off giggling kids pulling her sausage, she was brushing off double entendres and sexist comments from Sid. By lunchtime, she was at the end of her tether. And the worst thing was that all the fit blokes swarming round the mall were making her feel saucy. Not that they paid any attention to her though.
She knew she couldn't take much more from Sid. So the sight of him waddling towards her again after her lunchbreak made her blood boil. She looked straight into his deep brown eyes and snarled: 'If you so much as breath in my direction, I'll kick you so hard in your spud sack, the only thing you'll be able to do for the next few weeks is the mashed potato!' Then she stalked off.
Tracy was relieved to find the afternoon sped by, helped out by the fact that Sid didn't utter a word. When it was time to leave, she ran to the changing rooms and clambered out of her costume. Sitting in her bra and knickers, she slid her hands between her legs. It had been so long since she'd had a man she felt like a born again virgin. Sighing, she thought back to the sexy blokes she'd seen that day. As if on cue, the door opened and a tall stranger walked in. Tracy shrieked and grabbed her jumper, in a poor attempt to cover herself.
'God I'm sorry,' replied the stranger, blushing. 'Er, I wanted to sort out our misunderstanding before we went home. I was going to say something earlier, but after the way you shouted at me I....'
Tracy frowned at him. As their eyes locked, the air cracked with sexual electricity. And judging from the sweat forming on his brow, he was feeling it too. Then his mouth broke into a slow sexy smile that sent goosebumps racing up and down Tracy's spine. 'You thought I was Sid didn't you!'
Tracy gasped. 'I'm sorry, I didn't know that Sid was only working this morning!'
Jordan smiled again. 'Y'know I could report you for threatening behaviour; all that stuff about mashed potatoes. I'm a sensitive little ship y'know....'
Tracy blushed. 'I'm really sorry. I can't believe I thought you were that horrible Sid....' She trailed off as he walked towards her.
'How are you going to make it up to me?' he asked.
Tracy stood up letting her jumper fall to the floor. His brown eyes fixed on hers as she thrust her hands underneath his T-shirt and ran her nails down his back. Her nipples tingled with expectation as she undid the buttons on his jeans, and he gasped as she slid her hands inside his boxer shorts.
'Mind the sausage...' he laughed.
'Ssssshhhh,' Tracy giggled, pulling his top up and running her tongue down his stomach. She tugged impatiently at the top of his boxer shorts with her teeth, and stared up at him teasingly as she slid them down over his slim hips, revealing his eager manhood. She sank to her knees, excited at the prospect of pleasing him with her tongue, and expertly lapped at his hard flesh.
Still aware of her own desire, she placed her hand between her legs. She had to feel him inside her, right now. Slipping off her knickers and, straddling him, she deftly rolled a condom she kept in her bag for emergencies over his manhood. Grabbing her buttocks he pulled her towards him, plunging deeper into her writhing form. Neither could hold back and it wasn't long before they let out simultaneous screams of pleasure. She felt an incredible release, and nuzzled her head into his chest in gratitude.
Tracy raised her head and smiled. 'I'm sorry about that but I was really hungry. But don't worry, your chip went down very well!'
'Well you can always have seconds if you're still peckish and I have to say,' he grinned sexily, 'I think you're the one who went down very well.....'
The end
