Part 1.
I have been buying you lingerie from this one particular store for some time now and the 30-something owner Sally and I have been quite good friends. She has learned both your and my tastes in what I like you to wear and when. So when I called her the other day and asked for a favour, she was quick to say yes.
I called you from the office to let you know that we were going to be doing some shopping late tonight (around 8:30) after we went out for a quick supper at our favourite Italian restaurant; you said that you would arrange a babysitter for the baby.
The dinner and wine were, as usual, wonderful and when you asked me how we could do any shopping that late when most stores were closing, I assured you that all would be OK. We drove to the mini-mall where Sally had her discrete shop and pulled in front. The blinds in the windows were drawn and the sign in the door said ‘Closed for Today’ so you looked over at me strangely as I helped you out of the car.
We walked to the door and as I turned the knob, it swung open and Sally was standing there with a big smile on her face to welcome us! We entered the dimly lit store and Sally locked the door behind us.
“Welcome you two to an exclusive late night shopping spree at Sally’s” she grinned as you smiled up at me in realization. This was to be your night and you turned to Sally – a beautiful titian tressed woman only a couple of years your senior and hugged her tightly in thanks.
“Now come with me into the back of the store where I have left racks and racks to choose from and where the special fitting rooms are”. As she led us through the store, both our eyes were watching her slim swaying hips clad in a very short tight skirt. A nearly sheer white top through which we could see that she was wearing no bra topped this. You took my hand in yours and squeezed it; I knew that you had been watching her too and were getting interested in what was about to happen.
As we entered the large, well appointed rear area, I realized that this was a combination showroom and where private fashion shows could be held. Sally was famous for her pre-Christmas lingerie fashion show for men only to pick out that special sexy outfit for wife, girlfriend or perhaps even mistress! In the centre of the room was a small round stage with a short runway to curtains behind which models could change.
“Ok you two; feel free to browse. I am going to change and put on some wine to chill and some nice music” smiled Sally as she left the room.
“OK, darling! What is going on here?” you asked. “Why did she have to change and, for that matter, why the late night secret shopping?”
“All in good time, my love. Now, let’s pick out some ‘pretties’ for you to try on while we wait for Sally”
It didn’t take long – with some enthusiastic support from me – for you to take an armful of teddies, bra and panty sets, lace-up satin corsets and other assorted goodies and head for the large, almost room sized changing area. You drew me inside with you and whispered, “Help me please, my darling?”
Only too eager to oblige, I slipped in and drew the curtain while you started to slip off your light summer dress and start to remove your light bra and panties. I turned you around to face the full wall mirror and, standing behind you, I unclasped your bra and slid it down your arms to the floor.
I then crouched down behind you and slowly started to peel off your skimpy panties, kissing the globes of your ass and into your crack as I lowered them. After kicking them off, you spread your legs wide and closed your eyes as you could feel my hands slowly trail upwards along your inner legs closer and closer to the heat emanating from your wet pussy!
As you reached back with your hands to rest them on my hair for support, you suddenly felt a warm soft set of lips closing over your nipple; your eyes flew open in surprise (after all, I was behind you) only to see Sally - now dressed in a one piece body stocking in sheer midnight black and black patent shoes with 6” spike heels – bending down and suckling at your breast. At that same moment, my fingers plunged deep inside your pussy and you moaned with pleasure as this beautiful woman sucked on your super sensitive nipples and I worked your clit and pussy!
You breasts responded to Sally’s sucking as they do for me; a burst of milk sprayed into her mouth! With an audible ‘plop’, Sally released your nipple and, licking her lips to catch the falling drops of milk, grinned up at you in surprise.