Anise and her friend

Playing with these two beauties definitely sounds like a good plan to you. You figure you might want to get their names straight, though, since the blonde is still a mystery to you.

"I think red would look fine on her," you chime in as you approach them. They look towards you, eyes peering at you with curiosity more than anything. Your presence doesn't make them uncomfortable or cautious—they're fully aware about how you're the only male in the store and what that means, so for them to still be shopping here means that they would definitely have no problems with whatever might occur.

"You think so?" the blonde remarks, tilting her head. "I don't know..."

"Well, even if I wanted it in black, they don't have that color, Jasmine," Anise speaks up, revealing to you the identity of her friend. "It's either red or pink...and I'm really not feeling pink."

"Well, in that case, yeah," Jasmine agrees with a shrug. "Not much of a choice. I guess it works."

"The price of these things, though," Anise trails off, visibly weighing her options in her mind.

Standing between them as they continue to contemplate the heels, you turn your head to Jasmine. "Well, while she decides, do you think you could take your shirt and bra off? I was hoping I could play with your tits."

"Oh, of course," Jasmine answers with a polite smile. With a seamless motion, she grabs the bottom of her shirt and swipes it clean off her body, casting it aside. The first half removed, she reaches around her back and unhooks her bra, throwing it to the side with her shirt as her busty chest jiggles with its newfound freedom. "Do whatever you'd like with me, Mr. Doe."

Hearing women say that so casually as if it really were a normal thing will never get old.

Walking behind Jasmine, you bring your arms around her and begin to play with her massive breasts, cupping them and kneading them. All the while, she's looking at the thoughtful Anise with a relaxed expression, and Anise herself is still in deep thought about the heels, neither minding your presence nor your actions.

"Maybe next week," Anise finally decides with a small sigh, putting them back on the shelf and looking towards the topless Jasmine who is still having her breasts played with by you. "I get paid next Friday, so I just have to hope they don't sell out before then."

"I'm sure you'll be fine," Jasmine reassures her friend with a smile as you tweak her nipples. "Was there anything else you wanted here or should we head out?"

"That was it," Anise affirms with a shrug. "Nothing else I want here. Do you want to get something to eat?"

"Absolutely," Jasmine agrees with a big smile while you squeeze her tits. "I haven't eaten yet today. Do you want to go find a place to eat while Mr. Doe finishes up with me here?"

"Oh, I can wait for you guys," Anise says with a smile.

"Are you sure, hun? You know he might have plans to fuck me, which could take a little while..."

"Oh, stupid me," Anise says, bonking herself on the head lightly with her hand. "Here I was thinking he'd just be playing with your tits and then be done with it...he probably is gonna fuck you, huh?"

"I'm guessing so," Jasmine shrugs. "He's completely zoned out just from playing with my tits, so could you imagine the load he'll blow inside of me?"

...Hm?

Blinking your eyes, you realize that you're the current topic of discussion. At some point during their conversation, you became so enamored with the heavyset Jasmine's unbelievable breasts that they became the sole focus of your attention. Looking up, you see Anise looking at you with a smile. Jasmine has her head turned towards you, giggling slightly upon seeing your reaction.

"I'm glad you enjoy my boobs so much, Mr. Doe," she says kindly. "Will you be doing anything else with either of our bodies or can we go now?"

She asks this not in an annoyed or bothered manner, but in a more genuinely honest tone of voice, simply wondering when you'll be done using them.

"We're not really in a rush, right?" Anise asks her friend, glancing at Jasmine who nods. They look back to you with a smile. "So you can fuck us and cum on us as much as you like and we'll just head out whenever you're done."

"Actually, why don't you come with us?" Jasmine offers up as a suggestion. "There'd be no problem fucking us while we ate, right?"

"I don't know about that, Jas," Anise counters with a slight grimace. "You really think other places are gonna have the same policy about him fucking any girl he wants...?"

"Oh, shoot," Jasmine says, realizing her error. "You're right..."

Actually, she isn't. In fact, she couldn't be more wrong. With your universal acceptance, you can turn this situation into feasible reality just about anywhere. The question is where do you go from here? Fucking them here or while they eat doesn't make much of a difference, but the option is definitely there. So...what do you do?