This choice: James doesn't tell Jessica he's God, and they go to the beach. • Go Back...Chapter #5Time for her life by: Unknown For the second morning in a row, Jessica woke up without James at her side.
She rolled out of bed, staggered a little, causing her to remember her new larger breasts and butt, and went into the bathroom to have a shower before she had to head out.
James was still nowhere to be seen after her shower, so she walked back to their bedroom and got dressed in her work uniform. She rushed downstairs as she realized she'd taken more time than she'd intended on the shower.
As she was about to open the fridge to grab a carrot, she heard a knock at the door.
She answered it. A courier stood there.
"Envelope for Miss Jessica Wrigley?"
"Yes, that's me."
"Can you sign here, please?" He presented paper on a clipboard with a pen. She took it and signed hurriedly.
He handed over the envelope and left, though Jessica did notice that his eyes had lingered a bit on her breasts, and after she closed the door she realized that her nipples were poking through her shirt. She groaned.
Looking at the envelope, she noticed it was from the corporate head office of the supermarket chain where she worked. She put it down, grabbed a carrot, rinsed it and began chewing it as she opened the envelope.
The letter was short and to the point.
"Miss Jessica Wrigley,
"Effective immediately, you have been promoted to Worldwide Manager for Lo-Price Foods. Consequently you will report directly to the Board of Directors, and will be paid a retainer of one hundred thousand dollars per month for such duties as the Board may direct. An office building with staff has been acquired in your city to assist you in your role; however you may avail yourself of such as you choose.
"Congratulations."
The letter had the signatures of the Chairman, CFO and CEO.
A bit stunned, she finished her carrot, picked up the phone and called her manager Tom.
He picked up. "Hello?"
"Hey Tom, it's Jessica."
"Oh, hi Jessica." He sounded a bit uncomfortable.
"Did you hear the news?"
"Yes, a courier just came to give me an envelope. I suppose you're my boss's boss's boss's boss now or something."
"I suppose." Jessica felt a bit uncomfortable herself.
"Congratulations on the promotion, but I do hate to lose you. Never heard a single complaint against you."
"Well, we'll see. I report straight to the Board now, so if they want me to go and check up on your store's procedures by being at the checkout counter, I guess you'd have me again."
"I guess so."
An uncomfortable pause followed.
"Well, I shouldn't hold you any longer, I know you've got to open soon."
"Yeah. Thanks. Well, bye."
"Bye." Jessica hung up.
She sat down on her couch. A hundred thousand dollars per month, for a job where she had no idea what she was supposed to do. She didn't own any sort of business clothes, since she'd never needed them.
Pulling out her smartphone, she checked her bank balance. It was significantly higher than it had been when last she checked a few days before.
The difference was mainly due to a single deposit from Lo-Price Foods Corporate that day. The note on the deposit indicated that it was an advancement bonus, not counted as part of her salary, in order that she would be able to assume her duties in the professional manner that Lo-Price Foods expected.
As she started looking up high-end tailors and stylists in her city, she felt a pair of hands on her shoulders.
"Hey honey, how are you?" whispered James into her ear.
Jessica whirled around. "You'll never believe what happened to me!"
"Oh?"
Jessica just thrust the letter into her boyfriend's hands and pointed excitedly at her smartphone showing her bank balance.
"Honey, that's great! How do you want to celebrate?"
"Well, I was about to look up tailors so that I can get some clothes suited to my job."
"You can do that later. They haven't given you anything to do yet, right?"
"Well, no."
"Okay, so how about we go to the beach? I've got the day off work, so let's celebrate."
"The beach?" Jessica frowned. She didn't have any bathing suits that--
"Okay, so how about we go to the beach? I've got the day off work, so let's celebrate. What about Haya Beach?"
"Haya Beach?" Jessica frowned. "But honey, that's a nude beach. If pictures got--
"Okay, so how about we go to the beach? I've got the day off work, so let's celebrate. What about Haya Beach?"
"That sounds great!" Jessica smiled. Haya Beach was perfect. It was extremely sheltered, with a strict no-cameras rule enforced by stiff penalties. The beach was very distinctive from the air or the sea, and most would-be photographers were quickly caught and hit with harsh sentences. Jessica had never been, but she'd heard that it was because of Haya Beach that their city was a popular shooting location for movies and TV shows, since celebrities who wanted to go naked at times did so there. "Just let me change out of this and I'll be right down."
Jessica ran upstairs as she heard James open the fridge.
She stripped off her cashier's clothes and pulled out a skimpy outfit. She didn't care that her shirt had huge indentations from her nipples or that it showed all of her cleavage, or that her shorts, which were more like hotpants with how they had to stretch around her butt, had a very obvious cameltoe, since she'd be naked soon enough anyway. She grabbed a comfortable pair of flip-flops and ran back downstairs. James was just finishing off a glass of something or other and rinsing it out. He grabbed his keys and headed for the door.
Jessica was a bit apprehensive about getting in his car. He had an old beater that desperately needed a tune-up and new shocks, and she dreaded taking it over the gravel road leading to Haya Beach. Still, there was no way she was letting him touch her car, though she'd soon sell it and get a new one--
Jessica eagerly ran to James' car, a red Ferrari that a rich uncle of his had given him when he got his driver's licence. She loved how smoothly it drove and wished he would let her drive it. She planned to get one just like it with her money from the advancement bonus.
She hopped in, loving how good the seatbelt felt against the top of her right breast.
James put the car in gear and drove off quickly.
It wasn't long before they reached Haya Beach. They parked in the secured lot, took their small bags and walked up to the gate.
The gate was staffed that day by a young, attractive woman--Jessica found herself daydreaming a little about having her between her legs and felt a wetness begin to spread on her shorts--who checked their bags for cameras, then gave them tokens for the changing room lockers. Jessica gave James a quick peck on the cheek before he vanished into the men's changing room.
Jessica had been to Haya Beach before, enough to know the protocol that if you did see someone famous, you didn't point it out or go running up to them for autographs. She had a few friends who were banned from the beach for doing just that. As it was, she recognized a few B-list movie stars, as well as an actress who played a minor role on her favourite TV series. She put her token in a locker, put her finger on the scanner so it could record the print, and pulled off her--
Jessica had been to Haya Beach before, enough to know the protocol that if you did see someone famous, you didn't point it out or go running up to them for autographs. She had a few friends who were banned from the beach for doing just that. But she'd heard there was a big-budget movie in town, and the clientele bore that out, with many A-listers and the entire female cast of her favourite TV show--partly because it was shot in the house where she grew up--present. She put her token in a locker, put her finger on the scanner so it could record the print, and pulled off her--
Jessica had been to Haya Beach before, enough to know the protocol that if you did see someone famous, you didn't point it out or go running up to them for autographs. She had a few friends who were banned from the beach for doing just that. That day, though, it seemed as if every even moderately famous female celebrity was there. She supposed she shouldn't be too surprised, given that there was a major awards show in a day or two being shot at one of the large halls downtown.
She looked around. The celebrities were chatting among themselves as they undressed, making Jessica feel a bit uncomfortable, but she saw a few local women she knew and relaxed. She supposed that if the stars had wanted the beach to themselves, they'd have it.
She did smile a little as she realized that she had a larger bust than anyone else in the room--
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