The New Hire (Closed)

[WildCherry19]

(This thread is closed.)

The garage doors were open, and a couple of fans were blowing, but it didn't do much to cool off anything inside. It was a 103 degree day under the Arizona sun, and even though it was a "dry heat," that didn't mean it felt any cooler than 103.

Candy reconnected a couple of pipes under the hood of a vintage Ford Mustang, her ass high as she focused on what was happening under the hood. The other two mechanics working today paused to take an admiring glance--they still weren't used to having a good-looking young woman working with them. Add to that the fact that she didn't yet have any real mechanics clothing, and wore her usual outside-in-hot-as-hell-weather clothes, and she could be fairly distracting. Clearly the customers thought so too, as they had been doing a lot more repairs in the two weeks since she started.

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Name: Candy
Age: 19
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 110
Build: Thin, Athletic

Candy stood up and brushed back her hair, sweat glistening against her skin. She was wearing a pair of very low-riding jean shorts that showed off the straps of her thong, and had a few well-placed holes in them showing off a bit of her ass cheeks. She was wearing a white tank top cut off below her breasts with a bikini top underneath it. After several hours of working and sweating, the top was mostly see-through other than the black bikini. She wasn't wearing any jewelry, nor any makeup, unless car grime counted; like the rest of the mechanics, she tended to get very dirty at work, and she was already growing used to not even trying to wipe off the grime as she worked.

She circled around the car, pulling her hair back again, her back arched slightly, and her backside facing toward the street. A couple of older men were sitting outside of the cafe across the street, openly staring, but Candy either hadn't noticed or didn't care. She bent back down under the hood, tightening some clamps with a wrench, her back stretching out to show off the butterfly tattoo on her lower back.

 

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Candy screwed the oil cap back on, still bent over the engine, then wiped her forehead off. She couldn't believe it was already this hot and it was only the very beginning of June. This summer was going to be a killer.

She felt the sudden shock of pain as her step-dad spanked her ass, and she stood up quickly, whimpering softly. She knew he tended to be a little rough, but did he have to greet her in such a painful way? She turned to him, still feeling the sting in her cheeks.

"Candy, I think the Mustang is done for now," he told her. "The guys are gonna take over," he added. "I wanna see you in my office, Candy, the suppliers have had problems getting a mechanic's uniform for a girl so you are going to have to carry on wearing your own clothes."

“Okay,” Candy said, a little bit relieved. As she glanced over at the other two mechanics, she thought they must be incredibly hot in those full-body outfits.

"Follow me," he said. Candy looked down at the engine and saw that she'd left a few of her tools laying upon it. Bending over it again, she gathered them up as quickly as she could. The other mechanics, now standing right beside the car, were simply watching her as she did so.

“Sorry,” she said, pushing them back into her small tool box.

“Take your time,” the one named Dale said, his eyes focused on her legs and ass.
She then sat the tool box down on one of the counters and heard her step-dad yelling for her to hurry. She quickly went into the office, breathing a sigh of relief as she entered the air-conditioning of his office. It didn't take more than a moment for her to actually start feeling a little cold, since she was barely dressed and wet from head to toe.

Sitting down in the plain wooden chair across from his desk, she glanced about at the room. Pictures of pin-up models were everywhere, some of them lying over Harleys, others washing cars in only thongs. A couple of them were actually female mechanics, almost as grimy as her, and wearing . . .well, actually, wearing a little more than she was wearing. She giggled, wondering if the guys thought she looked like a pin-up while she worked.

Candy crossed her legs, glad to be off of her feet for a moment, and pulled her hair back, fixing her ponytail. As she did, her shirt slid even further up her torso, showing off a little bit more of her abs and ribs. “What do you need, Daddy?” she said in the sweet, daughterly voice she usually spoke to him in.

 

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"Therefore, considering you get to live at home and eat for free, I'm not gonna be able to pay you for the hours you work here. I think that's only fair, so living rent free and having food on the table will be payment enough.”

Candy brushed her hair back from her face, re-crossing her legs. She was barefoot, having kicked off her 4-inch heels while working. A little bit disappointed to hear she wouldn't be getting paid, she did see his point. . . if it was up to her mom, she might've been kicked out of the house already. After all, she was finished with high school and was old enough to work. After just a moment of hesitation, Candy said, “Yes, that's fair,” nodding slightly and crossing her legs underneath her. Her skimpy shorts weren't able to cover all of her thong in this position, and without noticing she was even doing it, Candy was tempting her step-father.

"Secondly, since you've been working here I've seem the attention you draw, and I've decided to utilise this to help the garage make more money," Billy informed his step daughter. "I haven't thought out everything just yet. I want you to prove that you are just as dedicated to making BJ Motors a success," he said looking her in the eye. His eyes were drawn to her pert breasts, but she wasn't offended, assuming he was just deep in thought.

"The guys that bring their cars in for repair clearly love seeing a hot young chick working on their car. So whilst you are working here your outfits should remain at least as revealing as they are today if not more so.”

Candy looked down at herself. The skimpy outfit showed off her toned midriff, her shoulders, her legs, and these shorts were even a little holier than many of her shorts. She wasn't sure that she could really wear something more revealing than this without just working naked. . .

"Also, from time to time you might want to consider whether you need to wear underwear to work....If you do decide to wear a thong or panties, I want the customers to be able to see them occasionally, ya know just be flirty with them," he told her.

She glanced up at the pin-ups on the walls of the office, wondering if those might give her some ideas of how she could possibly dress even sexier. A lot of them were wearing clothes that was entirely sheer, or lingerie. It would be hard as hell to work in lingerie, though.

“What about if I'm wearing a short skirt?” she said. “If I wear really, really short skirts, could I still wear underwear with them?” She knew that, in the end, it was really his decision. He was trying to be nice about it, but she knew from the way he acted towards her mom that he would end up getting his way. There wasn't much point in fighting it, and she would be dressing how he wanted her to.

Thinking about how she was currently dressed, though, she decided bras probably weren't necessary. They were also uncomfortable, so she wouldn't mind skipping them from now on when getting ready for work. True, guys would be able to see a whole lot, but she didn't really mind when it came to her breasts. She was a little bit more nervous about men staring openly at her pussy, though.

"How does that sound Candy, remember its just to help the business? I've got lots of exciting ideas for the garage," he said enthusiastically. "Advertising, sales, special treatment for special clients and I was hoping my step daughter would be able to help me with all of that," he said with a charming smile.

Maybe she'd just have to suck up her nervousness and do what she could for the garage. “I can be a little flirty,” she said with a shrug. “I have a lot of sexy lingerie. And naughty Halloween costumes. How do you think I should start dressing sexier? Other than no underwear?” she asked, her willingness even a bit surprising to Billy.

 

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"As for bras I'm not sure you even need them at home," her stepdad said, chuckling lightly. She smirked, not knowing how serious he was or whether it was totally a joke. Bras were seriously uncomfortable, but without one on, her nipples would be visible through pretty much all of her tops. She wasn't sure yet, but she supposed it might be a good idea to skip wearing them for a couple of days--if he had been kidding, he would tell her, right?

As he went on about the different kinds of revealing clothing she could wear, Candy felt her cheeks blushing slightly. She kept nodding, biting her lip nervously, as she pictured herself working underneath a car, wearing nothing but a skimpy corset with garters, stilettos and a lacy thong. . . she could imagine how the customers would stare at her through the one-way glass window into the waiting room. It would be a little embarrassing to be so scantily dressed around so many older men, but she needed to do what she could for business.

"Ahem," he coughed slightly, "where was I? Ah yes, advertising. As you may have guessed you will be key in my advertising plans as I obviously don't have the money to pay for radio, television or even internet adverts. So I came up with two cheap ideas," he said, standing up and walking around to her side of the desk. He leaned against the desk, looking down at her as she twirled her hair, looking up at him with her lips parted.

"Stand up for me and turn around Candy," he instructed her, waiting for her to comply. Candy stood obediently, turning around so that her back was facing him. She felt his hand on her lower back, where her butterfly was, but she didn't mind; ever since she'd met him, she'd noticed Billy had a tendency to touch people when he was talking to them, especially her.

"So, the first idea is quite simple. Just a tattoo of the company name, BJ in big letters and Autos in small underneath," Billy said. She felt her heart jump as he told her this plan; she had expected something that would be demanding on her, but not getting her stepdad's initials tattooed on her body! Even if it was for the business, it did seem a little extreme. "I haven't decided where yet, but it needs to remain visible at all times, otherwise it would be pointless," he continued as if thinking aloud.

"Well," Candy said, feeling his hand still resting on her lower back, "If you had an image for a logo, that might also make it even more memorable. An image, with BJ's Autos around it." She rolled her eyes as she realized she'd basically just agreed to get an even larger tattoo on her body for him.

"Tell me do you have any other tattoos apart from this butterfly? If you do, I would like you to show me what they are and where they are right now, to help me make my mind up."

Candy reached down and pulled her shirt up so Billy could see the small tattoo of Orion on her right shoulder blade. "I have this one, but it probably won't distract too much from your tattoo, daddy," she said. Then, leaving the shirt so it was pulled above her chest, Candy turned to him and pulled the inner edge of her bra away, revealing two roses along with rose vines curving along the inner side of her right breast. "This is the only other one," she said, holding the bra away far enough that he could see the tattoo, but not enough that he could see her nipple.

Once they had finished discussing Candy's next tattoo, he moved on to his next sales idea. "I was thinking that each customer that brings their car in for repair gets a picture of you in your underwear or perhaps not draped over their car or bike as part of the service....." he trailed off letting that sink in.

"Like a pin-up," she said with a smirk. She liked the idea that she was as sexy as the girls in all of these pictures on the walls. Would guys get turned on just from a picture of her on a car? Then again, years of dance, running and swimming had kept her in very good shape. Why wouldn't they find her just as attractive? "Okay, I can do that," she said, still absorbed in the idea of being a model, and not yet thinking about anything beyond that.

"I know this is a lot to take in Candy, but I do have a third advertising idea to generate interest. I want you and sone of your friends to hosting a girls only car wash, whet you wash all the guys cars in just your underwear or bikinis. Of course I will pay your friends for their time, but you again will have to do the car wash for free," he explained.

Candy thought about which of her friends would likely be willing to help with the car wash--since a lot of them were paying their own ways through college, she could think of four or five almost immediately. She knew a couple other girls from high school who were a little bit slutty, and would probably just think it was a fun day getting to show off for some guys. Yes, a bikini car wash would be pretty easy to pull off.

"How does all that sound?" her stepdad said, looking down at her with a smile. Candy was sitting indian style on the chair again, her thong showing right between her legs because her jean shorts were so small. She shrugged, smiling up at him. "Sure, I'd love to help out in any way I can. You just tell me what will help you make money, and I will help you out with it."