The day started out like any other at the specialty suit shop where I worked. My best friend and coworker, Mike, was standing around with me as we tried to make the time pass through sheer mental force alone. There were no appointments scheduled for the day, and the store wasn’t really the kind of place that had many walk ins. It catered mostly to CEO types, people who could afford custom made, hand tailored suits, so if there was nothing on the books, there was generally no business. I knew from experience that it was going to be a long, boring shift.
I was about to begin my second pointless inventory of the silk ties when the bell over the door chimed, signaling a customer’s arrival. I hastily made my way to the front of the shop to get there before Mike did. Anything was better than the mindless drudgery of doing nothing, even if it did mean measuring some old guy’s inseam.
I turned the corner around the cuff link display and stopped dead in my tracks. Standing in the doorway was the hottest girl I had ever seen. She wore a pink tank top that clung to her curves and skintight jeans. Her long, dark hair framed her face, accentuating her amazingly blue eyes, and I couldn’t help but envision her plump, red lips wrapped around my cock. The thought alone was enough to make me semi hard.
“Hi,” she said, flashing me a brilliant smile. “I need a tuxedo.”
“Sure,” I replied, feeling my cock twitch in my pants. Her breasts were high and round and perfect, and I was hard pressed not to stare directly at her ample cleavage. I don’t think I succeeded, but she didn’t seem to mind, continuing to smile at me even as I practically drooled all over her. “What did you have in mind?”
“Well,” she said, looking up at me through her long lashes, “I got an awesome bartending job, and I don’t want a frumpy suit. I wanna be hot.” As she gazed at me, I got the distinct impression that she was checking me out I could tell that she wanted me almost as much as I wanted her. The day was suddenly looking up.
“You wanna look hot, huh?” I responded, placing my hand on her lower back and guiding her toward the fitting area. “I don’t think that’ll be a problem.” My fingers rested right above the swell of her amazing ass, and visions of gripping it in my hands and squeezing those firm, delectable cheeks filled my head. She leaned closer to me as I led her to the back of the store her body language told me that she liked me touching her. My cock was completely hard now, a low pulsing ache in my too tight pants, and I could tell from the sly sideways glances she kept giving me that she knew it.
We came to a stop in front of the three way mirror in one of the large fitting rooms, and she looked directly at me, a smile playing on her lovely lips. “You’re cute. What’s your name?”
I couldn’t help but beam back at her. I’m cute, am I? I thought, before answering her. “I’m Brandon. And you are?”
“Elise.” Her smile deepened, and she stepped closer to me. The tension between us was electrifying, and my internal body temperature skyrocketed by at least a thousand degrees. “So, Brandon,” she said as she reached out to touch my lapel, “what do we do now?”
From the tone of her voice, her question was purposely loaded, and my cock pulsed from the thrill of her implication. “First,” I said, turning away from her to get a measuring tape, “we need to get you out of those clothes.” I smiled as I turned back to her and held up the tape for her to see. “So I can take your measurements.”
“And I need to be naked for this?” she asked, with mirth in her blue eyes.
“Not totally naked,” I said, standing in front of her. Her breasts were inches from my chest, and I could feel the heat of her body through my suit. I touched the curve of her waist, letting my fingers linger. “We want to get the best measurements possible. Even a few centimeters off can make the suit bunch.” My eyes flicked from her eyes to her breasts to her waist, and then back to her baby blues. “The best suits have smooth lines. Don’t you agree?”
“Of course,” she said. “I want you to make me look as sexy as possible.” She reached for the bottom of her tank top and then paused. “Just my shirt?”
She was nearly too good to be true I couldn’t believe my luck. “For now,” I answered.
She nodded once, pulled the tank off over her head and tossed it aside, revealing her sheer white bra. A surge of pure lust raced right to my cock, and I couldn’t help but gasp at the sight of her exquisite breasts. My hands itched to hold them, fondle them, to feel their weight and firmness and
“What now?” she asked, bringing me back to reality.
I took a deep breath, trying to ignore the distracting tightness in my pants. “Now, I take your measurements.”
I moved behind her and wrapped the measuring tape around her waist. I caught her eye in the mirror, and she gave me a dazzling grin. I breathed in her heady scent flowers and sweetness and girl and dipped my head slightly to inhale more of it. She must have felt my breath on her shoulder, or maybe it was the unrelenting tension in the air between us, but I saw her nipples harden as I smoothed the tape down. I leaned over her shoulder to check the results. “Twenty eight inches,” I said, and then let the tape fall away. “Let’s take that again, just to be sure.”
I moved the tape over her warm skin, my fingers lightly caressing her stomach as I pretended to adjust and readjust the tape. She leaned back slightly, inviting my touch. I took a step closer to her, my chest touching her back, and leaned over to whisper in her ear. “Take a deep breath,” I said, holding the tape tightly around her waist. She did what I asked, her breasts rising and falling as she inhaled and exhaled. I moved my hips slightly, letting her feel my erection, and I clenched my teeth when she backed up, pressing her ass firmly against my bulging cock. She ground against me in an unmistakable fashion she wanted me.
I let the tape fall to the floor and cupped her full breasts in both my hands. Our eyes met in the mirror. “These are very nice.”
“Yeah?” she asked breathlessly. “And holding them like that is some kind of measurement as well?”
“Absolutely,” I said, my thumbs tracing the outline of her hard nipples through her bra. “It gives me a more accurate sense of your bust size.” I gently squeezed her luscious mounds. “I want to make sure we get everything right, you know. I want your tux to be perfect.”
“Of course,” she said, her cheeks flushing a sexy pink. “No bunching.”
“Right,” I agreed, testing the weight of her gorgeous breasts. They felt heavenly in my hands. “Bunching is bad.”
I tugged her nipples, making her squirm against me. My cock was one, huge, pulsing ache, and it was force of will alone that kept me from bending her over and fucking her until she screamed. I didn’t want to rush it. This teasing, flirting foreplay was too fun to end yet.
I happened to glance above the mirror and right into the lens of the security camera. I hadn’t seen Mike for some time, and I wondered if he was in the back watching us on the monitor. I smiled at the camera, hoping that he was enjoying the show.
I gave her tits one last squeeze and moved to stand in front of her. It was satisfying to see that her eyes were somewhat glazed and her lips were slightly parted as she breathed a little faster than normal. I placed my hands on her waist, right over the top of her jeans. “I need to take your inseam measurement,” I said and ran my finger down her inner thigh to highlight the part I would be measuring.
“Does that mean my jeans need to go?” she asked, looking up at me and then biting her lower lip.
“Well, it would be the best way to get the most accurate number.” I rested my hand on her thigh, my fingertips millimeters away from her pussy. If I stretched my fingers even a little bit, I would have been able to caress her mound.
“Okay,” she said, and moved to take off her jeans, but I brushed her hands aside and opened them myself. The sound of her zipper coming down was loud in the quiet, empty store, and it made my cock surge. I peeled her jeans off her hips and then slid them down her silky, toned legs. I knelt before her as she stepped out of them, and I tossed the denim aside. My mouth was right on level with her pussy, and I smiled up at her before I retrieved the tape to take her measurements.
Elise let out a gasp when the metal edge of the tape touched the spot on her inner thigh just below her white thong. I smoothed the tape down the entire length of her leg, and then ran my hands back up again. My knuckle grazed the bottom of her pussy, and she let out a low moan and shifted her feet so that her legs parted slightly. I moved my hand higher between her thighs until I was fully cupping her sex. I could feel her heat, her wetness, right though the delicate material, and I couldn’t help but lick my lips in anticipation.
Her eyes were closed, and her head had lolled back. I don’t think I’d ever seen anything hotter in my life. She groaned softly and rocked her hips against my hand, encouraging me to touch her further, to please her more. I found her swollen clit through the material of her panties and pressed my thumb against it. Her sharp intake of breath nearly sent me over the edge, and my cock begged for release.
I curled my hands around the waistband of her thong and slowly pulled it down. The sight of her shaved pussy made me groan aloud, and I leaned close to breathe in her sexy scent. I placed a wet kiss right below her navel, and her hands instantly fisted in my hair. I touched the tip of my tongue to her slit, and she gasped and spread her legs for me. The time for holding back was over, and I dove into her sweet pussy, licking the entire length of her entrance and forcing my tongue deep inside her. Her legs trembled as I licked, sucked and tongue fucked her, and I cupped her ass in my hands to help steady her. She rode my face hard, rocking her hips and offering me every bit of her delicious snatch. Her fingers dug into my scalp as I plunged my tongue in and out of her.
Her panting picked up in pace, and her little huffs and groans became a long, beautiful sigh. I pressed her clit even more firmly with my thumb, taking her over the edge. She held me tight against her cunt as she came, and I greedily lapped up her flowing juices. Once her whimpering subsided, I kissed my way up her body and unhooked her bra. Her breasts spilled out into my waiting hands, and I fondled them until she started to moan again.
A sudden, awful thought occurred to me, and I gently pushed her away. I had to lock the front door! I wanted to fuck her long and hard, and I didn’t want any interruptions. It would be terrible if anyone walked in on us. “I’ll be right back,” I said and gave her a kiss on the lips. I ran to the front of the store and reached for the lock, but I found it already secured. I grinned as I jogged back to her side. Mike was a good friend.
She was standing in front of the mirror when I got back, her hands over her naked breasts. “Where did you go?” she asked.
“I had to check on something,” I said, taking her hands and holding them tightly behind her back. I kissed her hard, pushing my tongue deep in her waiting mouth. She wiggled her body, grinding herself against my erection. I kissed her mouth and pressed her back up against the mirror. She wrapped one of her legs around my waist as I humped her. Her heat was mind blowing, and I couldn’t wait any longer. I let go of her and stripped off my suit jacket and shirt. I must not have been moving fast enough because she hastily unfastened my pants, pushing them and my boxers down so she could get at my dick. When she grabbed my shaft and squeezed, my knees went weak.
“I’m going to fuck you so hard,” I whispered into her ear and spun her around so that she was facing the mirror. I bent her over, and she placed her hands on the glass as I ran my finger over the entire length of her wet slit. She sighed at my touch, and I grabbed my cock and aimed the head at her pussy’s entrance. She backed up, taking about an inch inside her. I bit down on my lip to keep myself from coming and took her hips in my hands. Pulling her toward me, I thrust myself balls deep into her. Her pussy was like a velvet vise around my cock, and I groaned as I pulled back and then plunged into her.
I watched her breasts bounce in the mirror as I fucked her. Her moans and whimpers spurred me on, and I slammed into her hard and fast. Her pussy was beyond magnificent so hot and wet and tight, and I wanted to get deeper and deeper. I wanted to fuck her until she screamed.
I was so wrapped up in how good she felt that I didn’t notice Mike until he groaned. He stood not ten feet away with his cock in his hand, jerking off like a champ.
“God, you guys are so hot,” he murmured, wanking his meat. “Fuck her, Brandon.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, my fingers digging into her as I plowed into her again and again. The sound of our bodies slapping together filled the room. “Oh, yeah,” I moaned, giving her every inch of my cock. “Take it, baby.” I gathered her hair in my hands and pulled it back off her face. “Why don’t you give Mike a suck?” I whispered in her ear. I maneuvered her away from the mirror so that she was facing my friend. She balanced herself by resting her hand on the back of a nearby chair, and I gave her an extra hard pump. “Come on, suck him. It’ll be so dirty.”
“Yeah?” she asked, gasping out the word in a sexy, hoarse rasp. She glanced at me over her shoulder, and the lustful smile that lit up her face told me that she agreed with me.
Mike was across the room in no time, his cock right in her face. He rubbed the head over her lips, and her tongue darted out, giving him a lick.
“That’s it,” I said. “Suck him.”
Her lips parted, and Mike slipped his dick into her waiting mouth. She sucked him down deep into her throat, her lips sliding over the length of his cock. She pushed against me, fucking me back as she simultaneously worked his dick with her mouth. She began bucking wildly between us, seeming to get more turned on by the second. Her pussy was sloppy, and her juices were making her thighs glossy and slick.
Her hot ass was right there in front of me. I sucked on my finger to wet it, and then spread her cheeks. I wriggled my fingertip against her tight back hole. She practically purred as I pressed my digit in deeper, gradually adding more pressure. I worked the tip into her snug opening, and her muscles instantly squeezed my invading finger. She moaned around Mike’s cock when I slid in deeper, and her pussy spasmed around my cock. I slipped my finger in up to my knuckle before slowly retracting, and then I started sliding it in and out, setting a slow, steady rhythm that matched the thrusts of my dick.
Mike had taken hold of her hair and was giving her face quite a fucking while I pounded her pussy. I was totally focused on her perfect ass that seemed to be begging to be filled. I gave her another hard pump and then pulled my cock out of her slippery snatch. I pressed the head of my slick dick against her backdoor, and she wriggled against me impatiently, her moans growing in volume as she demanded I take her ass. I slowly pushed forward. My dick met some slight resistance before sliding right into her. A guttural moan escaped her lips as her asshole swallowed my shaft inch by agonizing inch.
“So fucking good,” I breathed as my cock moved deeper into her. I was about halfway inside the confines of her ass, and I wanted to come so badly that my legs were shaking.
I caught sight of us in the mirror, her full lips gliding up and down Mike’s cock, my dick buried halfway in her hole. I pushed in deeper, until my balls touched her slit and my shaft was completely enveloped by her. I pulled her back against me, savoring the incredible feeling of her taut asshole pulsing around my invading member. I took a deep breath and then slowly began to rock my hips in small, rhythmic movements, withdrawing a little more each time until my cock was freely thrusting in and out. Over and over, I plunged into her ass, and she began to moan with ever increasing intensity. Her head was bobbing faster and faster over Mike’s cock, and I heard him swear as he shot his load down her throat. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer, but I really wanted to make her come.
“Come for me, Elise,” I encouraged her. My fingers found her moist clit, and I rubbed it rhythmically, making her legs tremble. “I want you to come with my cock in your ass.”
My words must have had the right effect, because she immediately threw back her head and let out a long, sultry howl as her body was wracked by the most intense climax I had ever witnessed. Her asshole clenched, gripping my cock with forceful contractions as her orgasm crested and then slowly subsided.
“Fuck, you have no idea how good that feels,” I exclaimed, overcome by lust. I gripped her butt cheeks and spread them wide apart to watch my cock pump in and out of her tiny asshole. With no reason to hold back any longer, I let out a long, a final groan, my teeth clenching as my hyper intense orgasm coursed through my body. My hips drove down hard into her ass one last time as my cock pulsed, spilling come deep into her ravaged hole.
After that, the three of us kind of collapsed in the fitting area in front of the mirror, panting and shaking from the force of our orgasms.
Elise was the first to recover, and she sat up with a smile on her pretty face. “Wow,” she said, “you guys sure do leave your customers satisfied!”