"I sure will," I said, barely containing a laugh.
"Right this way, please," Jayne said as she took my arm and led me to the dressing rooms, all the way to the very back to the largest dressing room available. She closed the door behind her, and as she turned back around, she undid the buttons on her white shirt. She pulled it open to reveal the flesh colored bra she wore supporting her truly amazing tits. "See how well this new bra supports and lifts," she sighed as she ran her fingers up her sides, over her breasts and stopping to lightly pinch her nipples through the thin material.
"Hmm, I'm not sure, let me see." I pulled her shirt open a little further, and starting from her hips, I ran my hands up along her satin skin until I reached the bra which was supposedly the reason for us being in the dressing room. "Mmm, nice fabric, I like how sheer the lace is." I let my hands lightly slide over the flesh exposed above the lace of the bra, giving her goose bumps from the slow teasing caresses. I pulled the fabric down and began to lightly roll her nipples between my fingers, I watched with satisfaction as her eyes rolled back in her head, and she leaned against the wall behind her. I quickly undid the front closure of the bra and watched as her more than ample breasts bounced out of the restraint of lace and spandex. I replaced the bra with my palms, supporting and lifting her as I leaned my head in to gently run my tongue across her nipple and then nip at it, using my teeth to pull lightly on the distended flesh. A gasp escaped from her mouth as her passion filled eyes met mine.
Like a long caged animal, she moved so quickly, pushing me back 'till my knees met the bench and she began desperately trying to get my shirt off. "Let's see how this bra will work for you." I continued kneading her breasts and grazing my fingernails across her nipples, keeping her fervor high. She finally managed to pull my shirt open, and I let her pull it completely off and she threw it behind her. I beat her to her next goal and opened my bra and let it slide off my shoulders and down my arms where she threw it in the same random direction my shirt had gone. She attacked my body with a passion I'd never seen before. Her mouth and hands were relentless on me as they savagely used my tits, squeezing, licking, sucking, biting, and scratching. I could do little more than drop my head against the wall behind me and hang on. She pushed my skirt up, and I lifted my hips to accommodate her, she pulled my panties so hard she ripped part of a seam. She removed those as well, never moving her mouth from my tits, never slowing her frenzied attack on them. She slammed one, then two fingers deep into my pussy and with the same hurried movements, she fucked me with her fingers, rubbing her thumb over my clit unrelentingly, even as my hips bucked up off the bench, uncontrolled as I came all over her hand. I bit my lip, trying not to scream my intense satisfaction. She never let me recover, never let me stop, one orgasm rolled into a dozen more as she abandoned my tits for my still throbbing pussy. She held my legs apart as far as she could and continued her brutal attack. Her fingers were still pushing into my pussy as hard and fast as she could as her tongue was beating a rhythm on my clit that had me seeing stars over and over again. Time seemed to stand still inside that little dressing room, I had no comprehension of anything except her mouth and hands on what had become the center of my being. Finally, I think I could take no more, so I reached down, and putting my hands on either side of her face, I pulled her to me, and licked my juices from her face, then kissed her, enjoying my taste coming from her mouth. I tried to reach down to unbutton her pants wanting to give her the same wild ride she had just given me, but she stopped me.
"I get off in about 10 minutes, and I want more. Call him. Please?"
I checked the time, and nodded, "I'll see if he's busy this afternoon."
"Ok, I'll help you with those purchases at the check out whenever you're ready ma'am," she said as she buttoned the last button of her shirt and eased out the door of the dressing room. I found my bra and shirt and replaced them, but one look at the g-string I'd worn into the store told me that one new purchase would have to be replacement panties; she had torn the material away from the lace edging. Gathering the items I intended to buy I walked on still weak legs to the counter where she was once again talking to Annie.
"I hope you found everything you were looking for today, did Jayne assist you with everything you needed today?" she asked.
"Yes, she certainly did," I laughed as Jayne rang up my purchases. Annie walked away and Jayne whispered, "I'll call you as soon as I'm done here, tell me where you'll be."
"You know there is no guarantee he'll be free, right?"
"He damn well better be, how could he turn us down?"
"Well, there is that, I'll let you know when you call." I walked out of the store and immediately had my phone out and dialing.
To be continued...