Val-The Deposit (Patreon)

The teller spoke to the new trainee when the trainee looked up and his jaw dropped. Approaching the bank was a beautiful Doberman woman covered in black tight-fitting clothing.

"Oh yes!" said the teller, "Here comes my favorite customer!"

The doors flung open and in she walked, strutting pass shocked shocked customers. her chest swung in counterbalance to her body, her fur and hair shinned liked oil, a trait common among dobermen. the poor trainee was almost hypnotized. the clacking of her heels rang like an angelic metronome in his ears. Before he knew what hit him she was at the desk, standing right in front of him. He couldn't help but stare and the tan areas on her chest and how the seemed to form a heart shape. She picked a deposit slip out of the holder and began writing down her information. His mind wandered before his mentor spoke up.

"Hello Ms. Vasquez! How are you today?" Not to be one-uped the trainee spoke.
"¡Hola señorita Vásquez! ¿Cómo está hoy?" She stopped writing on her deposit slip and raised an eyebrow. He could tell she wasn't impressed with his Google Spanish. She looked back to his  mentor and placed her handbag on the counter. She reached in and began counting. after she got to ten she placed a stack of cash on the counter finally stopping after thirteen stacks. She spoke to his mentor.

"Should be thirteen grand." He made one stack and ran it through the cash counter.

"Thirteen-thousand and one-hundred dollars. Looks like a a couple hundreds got stuck together."
"I'll take the hundred  and deposit the rest." The trainee was dumbfounded at how casual she was about the amount. 

"Jesus, what do you do?" he asked under staggered breath trying not to alert the rest of the lobby.
"I'm a stripper." She said cocking her head in his direction. In hindsight it made a lot of sense, that said she had to be really good at her job. The trainee pressed his luck.
"Oh...w-where at?"

She stopped organizing her wallet  and looked at him.
"None of your business." She said sharply. The words cut at him and he knew she was getting annoyed at his staring and prying questions of someone he just met. His mentor couldn't help but grin, finding this encounter to be very entertaining. 

She finished packing her things and the mentor gave her her receipt. She looked it over before deciding it was in order, packed it into her handback, and walked away shortly after. The trainee couldn't help but stare at her shapely posterior. 
"God, she got it all!" he thought. No sooner as he thought it his mentor spoke under his breath,
"She's got a great ass." The two men nodded, "I have been trying to figure out where she worked for the past six months but she's good at hiding where. The mentor tapped at his trainee's shoulder. 
"Listen, before I close it out, take a look." The trainee peered over to the computer screen."
"Valerie Vasquez. Cute name." Then he looked down at her total deposits. "JESUS CHRIST!" He was a bit louder this time. His mentor nodded in agreement.
"How does she have that much?"
"I don't know but I do know she ain't hurting for anything."
"Wow, what I would to have her..." the trianee didn't finish his thoughts remembering that he was at work. the two men went back to their jobs while across the lobby their coworker had observed the whole ordeal.

She sighed, "Idiots..." and went back to work.

This was an idea I had last night. Hope it's entertaining to you as it I thought it was.