Jasmine had taken to wearing skirts and stockings to work instead of jeans, Kyle had been fucking her pretty regularly the last two months. But all good things must come to an end and he had taken a position as assistant manager in the company's store a few miles up the road she hadn't seen him since. She shift and slid the customers money through the little hole in the security window before smiling a fake smile and saying "Have a nice Day".
She smirked at the man's back his eyes had been glued to her cleavage the whole time, she could have easily short changed him and he wouldn't have known until he went to count it. Standing 5'4" Jasmine wore a size 14 and wasn't too unhappy with her self she had great tits and fantastic ass. She was working off a little more weight all the time, Miraculously her 40D's hadn't shrunk with the two sizes she had gone down in the last couple of months while she had been fucking Kyle. That boy had been a real work out for a short 43 year old woman, he had managed to fuck her six times in one afternoon Mmmmmmmm.
Jasmine sighed as her pussy tingled with the memories, it had only been a week and already she was missing his big black cock. Her nipples were getting hard, it only took a few minutes for them to swell to the size of a fat grape the bra she failed utterly to cover them. Of course thats when the next customer came up to the window, Jasmine hadn't even noticed him come in the door she was so caught up in day dreaming about Kyle fucking her.
The man had his cell phone out and continued texting some one after he pushed a loan payment and bill through the window. Jasmine took the money and his bill and suddenly the office felt hot and stifling, Jasmine unhooked the top two buttons on her blouse subconsciously as she bent forward fanning her blouse while she filled out the man's paperwork.
"You want me to take a picture of you don't you Ma'am," the man mumbled.
Jasmine smiled pleasantly at him "Of course you just have too," she cooed as she cocked her head side ways as he snapped a picture of her.
"There's not a lot of your breasts in it I'm sorry Ma'am," he said sounding genuinely apologetic.
Jasmine frowned looking down he was right even the mountains of cleavage on display right now just wouldn't do her ladies justice "Just a sec ... Ummm go around to the back door ok Sir," she told him pushing his payment receipt through to him.
Jasmine waited until the nice man had exited the front door and then quickly went into the lobby locked it and turned the sign to closed for break. She rushed to the back door and unlocked it letting the man in and leading him to her bosses office, it was big and had no cameras. If he was going to take pictures of her great tits he might as well get good ones. Jasmine pulled her blouse off and smiled at him as she unhooked her bra and dropped it on her bosses desk.
She cupped her tits and thumbed her nipples "Here they are Sir," She moaned leaning back against her bosses desk.
The man snapped a few pictures then made suggestions of how she should pose, in short order she was naked sitting in her bosses chair. Jasmine sighed as she laid back and enjoyed photographer's attention.
"Now Jasmine hook your legs over the arms of your bosses chair pleas," he asked her.
Jasmine blushed but smiled and did so, her legs now spread open her mostly bald pussy glistened wetly in the rooms bright light. She had shaved all but a thin landing strip of pubic hair off and what remained she had carefully died dark purple. She had wanted a sexy splash of color, plus her pubic hair was all but invisible if it wasn't a full on 70's bush patch. Hesitantly she reached down and slid a finger over her wet pussy then licked it clean.
"God this makes me so horny," Jasmine moaned enjoying her own taste.
"Well if you're horny go ahead and make your self cum I'll just stand over here and film it". He told her nonchalantly moving so he was directly in front of her but a few feet away.
Jasmine laid back in her bosses over stuffed chair her legs spread wide. The arms of the big office chair were only mounted to the back, this allowed her to spread her knees over the side of the seat. Her pale skin was in sharp contrast to the deep black cloth of the chair. Jasmine slid her fingers between her pussy lips with a drawn out guttural moan of pleasure. Her middle finger stroked her clitoris then slid down her wet slit too the entrance to her pussy. She rubbed circles around the it before dipping her finger tips into her needy wet cunt.