1. The Chapman Curse


    Date: 3/17/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blackmail, Blowjob, Hardcore, Males / Females, Author: Doc88102, Rating: 87.5, Source: sexstories.com

    As always ladies and gentlemen, leave a comment below and let me know what you thought, good or bad. I'm hoping to make a mini-series of this so any ideas and words from you guys would be much appreciated! My alarm woke me at around four, and as 'Sweet Emotion' by played out of my phone I had that feeling in my stomach you get whenever your nerves tell you that you're afraid. I don't know why I was afraid, I guess it was what my mother called the Chapman curse, every time someone in the family started a new job the first day of that new job would be a disaster. It happened every time. She told me about it when I was young but I didn't listen, I mean who would? You get told that every time you start a job, day one would end in tears. I didn't even remember it until I had completed the first day of my very first job. I was seventeen and just beginning college, so I had picked up a part time job that would keep me busy at weekends. It was at a trade counter, which is basically a store that has a warehouse attached. I began and right off the bat I was to be trained on the customer service desk, and one by one everyone who walked into that fucking place had a problem with something they bought, or they had bought the wrong item and wanted you to sort them out with the right thing. Weekends were crazy hectic with the D.I.Y guys, guys who had a job to do at home and didn't want to pay for an expert to do it for them. I spent most of the day running back and fourth collecting shit ...
    from the shelves to then be told that it was the wrong thing. One guy went as far as to insult me and walk out. On top of that I screwed up an order and caused the manager to come in on his day off and berate my supervisor for trust in me. Once he went back home my supervisor then dragged me into the office and berated me for not asking for help. Never mind that there was no-one to ask, it was a fricking Sunday and staff was at a minimum. That night I cried and my mother told me about the curse again, and the strange thing was that the following weekend was smooth sailing. I did everything right and even got praise as my shift ended. Two years later, I start a new job at a new trade counter who had head hunted me when their manager came into our store, and by the end of my first day working for him he was asking me why he even hired me. But after day two things got better. It was like that whenever and wherever I started. Now I just kind of expected it, and I guess that's why I woke up this morning with that dread inside my gut. I lifted myself out of bed and climbed into the shower, at twenty seven I was about to start my first day at a community centre as a teacher to college drop outs. ''Nicole,'' my mother told me the night before, ''The Chapman Curse is a one day thing. But I think that given the job you're starting this time, any one would have a bad day.'' she was right, of course. These guys were bad eggs, they either dropped out of college or were kicked out. And I was ...
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