My tale of woe (It is hardly that) started some months back. I was in my dorm room on the weekend, positively bored out of my skull. I mean, there's only so much homework and movie-binging you can do, right? Thankfully the Uni's gym had really liberal hours, so I had been tearing it up in there, and getting pretty ripped. This also involved going for runs, and while on one a few blocks off campus, I had several times noted a small business that had a 'Help Wanted' sign on it.
Some online research showed that while it was a boutique store geared towards women, they were looking for a stoking/storeroom person. With nothing better to do, I applied. I have to admit, I was both shocked and not that I was even called to interview. When I went, I met the owner, a lady named Veronica. She was that late 30's-or-so MILF, tall with dark brunette hair, olive skin and very-very fit, even if her face showed a touch of her age. She may have been double my age, but I had to admit she was a stunner, so accepting the job was a no brainer, especially as she worked with my classes and lack of car.
It went well the first few weeks, and the cash was nothing to complain about. Several times when business traffic was slow Veronica would sit and we would discuss our lives, my time at Uni, and the like. Several times we had one way or another would up on the matter of debt, and I had to admit that I was in pretty deep. I even shared that I was in fact almost at my limit and would soon be in dire straits if something didn't soon change. And so it was that on one of those particularly slow days, Veronica asked me to help with something.
Veronica said "David, thanks so much for all the help around the shop, you've been quite the dear, and I'm sure you noticed some of the customers doting on you."
I had to admit a nice little side perk was having pretty women flirting with me, even if all them were MILF types. I had only done fairly well in High School, the muscles being a relatively new thing. "Well I'd be a liar if I denied that," I said adding, "Some of them almost make me blush."
Veronica smiled and, slightly changing the subject, said "You know David I just got some new items for myself, and I could use a man's opinion on them. Do you mind staying a bit longer and tell me what you think?"
"Sure no problem." I responded, and had a seat as directed.
After a few minutes, Veronica came out in a business suit, and a few pairs of pants, and lastly a nice and rather short dress that made my eyes pop out, and her smile. They all seemed fine on her and I told her that, trying to be polite and not mention that last one. With her last item, she walked out in a matching pair of black satin bra and thong panties. She stood and posed like normal but this time I could not speak.
Veronica was a busy woman & often at the shop, but now I saw how gorgeous she was! My eyes traveled over her long shapely legs, a taught, nice stomach and large B breasts. She had a nice tan on her, with no signs of tan lines that got me thinking she likes to be out in the nude. She is a sweet and petite 5 foot two if that. I couldn't help looking her over, and staring into those deep brown eyes was captivating.
"What do you think?" she finally said
"Well...I...um...I...you...its..." I stammered
With a big smile she turned and bent forward. "Do you think it makes my ass look big?" The string to her thong was so thin I forgot she was wearing panties. The panties hugged her twat tightly as she looked back at me, grinning, and it made me stiff.
"Not at all. You look incredible" I blurted out
"Thanks. I'm glad you think so." She retorted, with a smile.
"It's hard not to think so."
"I can see it's hard." Veronica said, motioning towards my crotch.
I tried to stammer out an apology, but the fact was I was totally into it. "Sorry about that-"
"There's nothing to be sorry about. I find it a compliment, a young handsome man like you getting excited just from the sight of me in my underwear. I wonder what would happen if you saw me completely nude?"
I looked at her to see if she was kidding but she was already reaching behind and undoing her bra. She turned around and threw her bra over to the side. Then she slowly bent down and took her panties off, giving a good view of her pussy on the way down. She stood up and turned to me. As good as she looked in her underwear, Veronica was ten times hotter nude.
Veronica walked over to me, "You know it's not very fair having me be the only person with no clothes on. Why don't we get you out of these constricting clothes. I want a better look at what's so stiff." She took my hand and stood me up. I was mesmerized as she took my shirt off and started undoing my pants. Once my pants were down my dick sprang up and out of my boxers. Veronica's eyes popped open and she just looked at it for a second, "Damn, this is bigger than I expected. It's going to have to be lubed up if you want to fuck me. I take it you want to do that?"
"Heck Yeah!" I exclaimed. Now I'd had a few girls in High School, and one not-very-good encounter on campus, but never had I been with someone so fucking gorgeous, and fucking was all I could think about right now.
Veronica smiled up at me as she knelt and swallowed my entire dick in one motion. She obviously knew how to suck a cock and she was showing me everything she knew. Her tongue swirled around my head as she rubbed my balls and jerked my shaft. She was ab-so-fucking-lutely incredible and before I even knew what I was doing, I grabbed her hair and shoved my cock even farther down her throat as with a loud moan I unloaded, spurting several heavy ropes of my goo down her willing throat. Dammed if she didn't take it all and then some.
