I followed behind Paula thinking how hot it would be to fuck the meter maid in her little cart.
"She's horny," Paula said.
"Definitely," I said. "I bet she fucks in her uniform."
Paula looked over her shoulder at me. "No! Not the meter maid, I mean Mary."
"Fuck yeah," I said. "So are you."
Paula smiled.
"It's locked," Mary said.
"Hit the buzzer," I said and looked back down the street to see the meter maid parking her cart.
"I see somebody," Mary said as the door latch opened with a loud metallic snap.
The two ladies entered with a sigh and a giggle. I followed noticing the meter maid hadn't yet left her cart.
"May I help you," a young voice said.
"Oh hi," Paula said. "We're looking for some sexy panties."
I let the door close behind me as I took stock of the shop for my first time from inside the door. It smelled of flowers and cinnamon. A few rows of shelves blocked a view to the back but I heard voices, maybe faint moans but I wasn't sure of that.
"I'm sure we can help," the young lady said.
I looked at her now, lovely young thing. Maybe a bit virginal. There's something about innocence.
"Black," Paula said. "Maybe red and black."
"Crotchless," I said softly.
"See through," Mary said.
"Oh," the clerk intoned. "I've got just the thing. Come with me."
We followed her as she glided from the very small counter toward the second shelf. Her movement made her vanish as she turned between the rows.
I definitely heard a moan just then. A man. Right afterward a woman's voice.
"Is someone fucking?" Mary asked as we crowded into the narrow space between the tall shelves.
"Well.." the clerk said pulling a box part way from the shelf over her head to inspect the label.
"Oh, they are!" Paula said as we heard the man's voice now groaning louder and louder.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!" a woman's voice turned from words to a long descending scream as the air flowed rippling from her lungs. "Fuck my ass!"
"It happens," the clerk said. "Oh here."
"Yeah," Mary said holding a hand to her breasts. "Sounds fucking good to me."
The clerk pulled the next box down. "This is it."
"You love to fuck. Don't you Mary?" I asked.
She nodded as the clerk glanced from her to me and back. "You two haven't?"
Paula giggled. "Oral sex only."
"I love oral sex," The clerk smiled wide and pulled first a black and then a black and red pair of very sheer crotchless panties from the box. Handing one to Paula and the other to Mary. "I think I have your sizes right. If you care to try them on the changing room is toward the back. The attendant there can help you."
"Come model when you've got them on," I said.
"Oh," said the clerk. "We've a little room for that. It is busy at the moment but they might not mind company."
Paula's eyebrows raised. "Those people fucking?"
"Cool," Mary said as she darted back to find the changing room.
"Can I keep you entertained with some tea, sir?" the clerk asked.
"Sure," I said watching Paula follow Mary away. "Can you cream in it for me too?"
"Oh," she said running her hand down my chest and tenderly goosing my cock. "You are a horny one."
"And I thought you were innocent when we came in." I whispered.
She leaned very close, brushing her lips past my cheek and kissing my ear lobe. "Do you want me to be?"
"No," I moaned while her tongue lingered at my ear making me tremble.
"Good," she said scratching her nails at the underside of my balls through the thin fabric of my pants. "Because you know, I'm not innocent at all. I'm bad. Very bad."
I heard more and deeper moans in the back. A woman's, maybe the one from before. Deep and violated it sounded, and then as quickly as it came up it was muffled and another joined it, squealing in delight.
"I want you to fuck me," the clerk said. "Listen to that. I hear it all day. It makes me so fucking horny."
"I'd love to," I said.
"Come," she said turning and moving out of the shelves toward the front. "I'll make us some tea and we can discuss just how you'll fuck me."
In the back I heard the distinctive words, "strap on" and wondered which of the women was going for it.
"Don't you just love that?" the clerk asked pulling me toward the front of the store.
"What's your name?" I asked.
"Beth," she said. "And yes I do love a hard cock in my ass."
"Often?" I asked hopefully.
"Well," she said as she stopped beside her little counter and poured each of us a cup of hot water.
I watched her hands. Beth had nice soft hands and black nail polish covering long well curved nails. I imagined her hand stroking my cock while she sucked it. She lifted a couple bags of tea from an open jar and placed them into the cups. I looked from her hands to her ass. Her ass was spectacular, perfectly shaped and all that covered it was a very short skirt that looked as if it was made of silk.
"If you must know," she said. "I have a butt plug in it right now. I don't get cock as often as I'd like but how can a girl get any work done if all she does is take a huge cock up her tight little ass?"
"You could do porn," I said in all honesty. "I'd think you have one of the best bodies for it."
She turned toward me but left her hands holding the strings of the tea bags. Slowly she was dipping them in and out. "Do you like it?"
I looked at her lips, her eyes, and her lips again before I took another breath. She had such full lips, all covered in a glistening black color. Her eyes were deep brown and her hair, hell hard to say what color it was but the streaks were more blond than anything else.
"Yes," I said letting my eyes move downward to her breasts.
"Do you want to touch it?" She asked. "You can you know. I like to be touched."
Just as I reached for her tits the door's buzzer sounded. My hands both cupped a warm soft boob as she looked over my shoulder and pulled the tea bags from the cups. I was so wrapped up in caressing her tits I didn't think. She moved without a word and tossed the tea bags in the trash. Her tits slipped from my hands as she moved to ring her customer in.
"Hi Jean," she said.
"Auditioning a new attendant?" a woman's voice asked.
"Good idea," Beth said. "But I was hoping to get him all to my self."
"Selfish girl," the woman's voice said.
I turned to find the Meter maid in her full police outfit looking official. Her eyes narrowed as she took in the surroundings and then opened again as she looked down at my crotch. My cock was hard from the flirting with Beth and had tented my pants significantly.
"Lets see the goods," Jean said.
"Right here?" Beth asked slipping one finger along the outline of my cock. "Where anyone walking by can see it?"
"Sure," Jean said.
Beth unzipped me and pulled my cock out. It stood tall, throbbing. She wrapped her fingers around it and moaned her approval. "Nice."
"What about his balls?" Jean asked. "Drop his pants, Beth."
Beth moved behind me and did as Jean directed. My pants hit the floor at my feet. Then Beth ran her fingers up and down my thighs a moment before pulling down my boxers.
"I think he likes it," Beth said. "Look at how hard he is."
"Is that right, stud?" Jean asked. "Do you like exposing yourself in public?"
"Anything to make a hot babe or two horny," I said. In fact I was really enjoying myself. "Would you like to touch it too?"
"Take his shirt off," Jean said moving closer.
Beth put both hands on my cock pulling my ass back to her hips and stroking me hard and fast a moment before she moved just one up to undo my shirt. The warmth from her stroking had me throbbing intensely.
In the back the sounds of fucking grew louder while my shirt came free and beth used both hands to peel it down my arms. The cuffs were buttoned and hung tight at my wrists. One of the ladies was screaming through an orgasm in the back room as Beth held my arms behind me and Jean the meter maid moved so close my cock head brushed her uniformed middle.
"Are your friends fucking?" Jean asked.
Beth held my wrists together. I felt sure she meant for me to think I was captured in her sexy control. I liked that too but knew it was only a play. At least I thought so.
"I think they are," I said. "Someone was fucking back there when we came in. Then there was a distinctive cry about a strap on."
"Do you like that?" Jean asked shifting her hips from side to side so her uniform brushed the head of my cock. "Do you like women getting fucked?"
"Yes," I said. The sensation of her uniform on my cock was driving me nuts. "I love it when a woman comes."
"Assume the position, Beth." Jean said.
Beth let go of me and moved to lean over her little counter. She pulled the fabric from her amazing ass. There weren't any panties covering her as I looked at her swollen pussy lips.
"Move into position behind her," Jean said. "Don't penetrate."
"Sure," I said moving my cock up behind Beth. Her heels made the shape of her legs even hotter than I'd first thought. The way she was bent over, waiting calmly.
"Oh fuck!" The man's voice in the back was loud.
