Shopping with a Twist

We couldn’t have timed it more perfectly. An hour before closing time on a very rainy evening and the shop was deserted. The only member of staff – a pretty, blonde, leggy girl in her early thirties – looked bored, but hadn’t shown the slightest interest in helping us. We selected several sets – all black with gold trim – and made our way to the counter. “May I try these on please?” you ask of the girl. Glancing up from her “O.K.”magazine the assistant smiles. “Of course. Let me give you a ticket.” She shows us to the changing area at the back of the store. There are three regular small cubicles and a larger disabled one with a door instead of a curtain. As the assistant is pulling back the curtain of the nearest cubicle I interrupt her. “I don’t suppose we could use the larger one – as there is nobody else around it would save my wife from traipsing in and out to show me?” I know she isn’t buying the “my wife” line for a second, but she smiles knowingly anyway. “Of course,” Anadolu Yakası Escort she grins. Once we are inside I take your coat and hang it over the top of the door. We hear the assistant’s heels clicking away towards the counter and the adventure begins. You lift your dress over your head, unfasten your bra and let it fall down your arms. You stand in front of me wearing only a tiny thong in black lace and high heels. You grin your naughtiest grin. “Oh my God, baby, you look breathtaking. Are you going to try these on for me?” “I would love to, but I want you to take your cock out and start stroking it – I want to see which outfit you like the most by how hard you get.” I unzip my trousers and pull down my shorts and sit down on the armchair in the corner. You shimmy out of your panties and I see you are freshly shaved. Naked except for your heels you look so sexy. As you step into the first outfit I am getting hard already. Anadolu Yakası Escort Bayan Your eyes drop from my face to my cock as I stroke up and down my length. The first outfit consists of a tiny thong – similar to your own – and a push-up bra that makes your already large and firm tits look incredible. Looking at you I stroke a little faster as you watch me. “And?” you ask. “Do you really need to ask?” I retort, glancing down at my swollen cock. “No, not really – I can see you like it. A lot, by the look of you. I like watching you stroke yourself.” Slowly you kneel in front of me and start to lick the underside of my cock. I gasp as I feel your slippery tongue lapping at the trails of pre cum oozing from the tip, then have to swallow the inevitable loud groan as your lips close around the head and start to suck gently. I can’t tear my eyes away from you as you suck and stroke me, and the sight of your pretty face Escort Anadolu Yakası sucking on my hard length is so incredibly hot. Suddenly you let my cock fall from your lips and stand up. I hear the clicking of heels approaching. “Yes, it looks great,” I manage, in a slightly-too-loud voice. “But let’s see the first one again please. I think I prefer the style of the other bra.” The heels stop near the door. “How are you getting along?” asks the assistant, her tone of voice betraying the grin on her face. “Great thanks,” you reply, “by the size of the bulge in his trousers it looks like we will be buying something this evening,” you laugh. The assistant laughs too and her heels click away again. You slip out of the first outfit, once again naked except for the heels. I stand up and pull you towards me, kissing you hard and deep, our tongues wrestling and writhing. My hands cup and squeeze your gorgeous full, heavy tits and your nipples harden instantly to my touch. As I gently pinch your nipples I feel you tilting your pelvis towards me, rubbing your mound against my cock then you reach down with your right hand and start to stroke me again, my cock still slippery with your saliva. My right hand drops to your pussy and as I part your smooth shaven and slightly swollen lips I can feel you are dripping wet.