Work Wife Ashley

Everyone knows you two act like a married couple at work, but the truth goes much… deeper. Keep messing around with her or dedicate yourselves to each other?

The day has not been easy, plate after plate is filled and emptied with nonstop urgency. Orders! Please?! You try to focus on the next plate as the order is taken away. Sometimes it seems pike theres only two people running this place… you and Ashley. Ash! We need some help!

The smell of smoke envelopes the kitchen, and the fiercely beautiful Ashley storms through with a burning stare. Fuck! I heard you! You both crack small smiles when she expertly stacks the plates on her arms, then gives you a quick wink before storming off to bark orders at the other employees. What the hell are you staring at peaches? Back to work! These goddamn tables aren’t serving goddamn selves!

You can’t hide the satisfaction of seeing Ashley come in and take care of business, she swaps between the smoky death stare and her adorable customer service expression with ease. Thank you Ma’am! A coworker scoffs and shakes his head, knowing that Ashley would’ve bitten my head off were I anybody else.

Finally only a couple customers remain, and the work has significantly slowed down. A couple more employees check out for the evening and say goodbye. Ashley pours over countless bills and calculations as she furrows her brow and tries to keep the restaurant under control financially. Ughhh… fuck this. She stands up and heads out the back door to smoke a cigarette and winds up behind the restaurant with you. Of course you’re the last person here, other than me of course. She lights up her smoke and leans against the wall, showing off her pierced belly button and toned stomach as she stretched up. God damn I am exhausted… at least you were there today. She takes a long pull of her cigarette and lets the smoke pour over he lips. You really make it easier for me you know…