Anything to make a sale.

"Anything extra?" You ask, putting emphasis on the 'Anything' to imply a sexual innuendo.

The saleslady gets a slightly nervous, yet knowing smile on her face. She straightens her back, which thrusts her tits nicely out in front of her. She sure knows how to use her assets.

"Would you buy a full set of utensils?" She nervously questions, in disbelief over her lewd behavior. Looking at the bulge in your pants, leftover from your aborted attempts to gain relief, she continues, "If I relieved some of your 'tension'?"

You can't believe she actually asked you directly. You were going to kind of dance around the topic. You can see that she still has a nervous demeanor. She's a little relieved that you didn't get angry at her sexual proposition, but is still very worried. She is extremely **** to make the sale. She bites her lower lip nervously, anticipating your response.

"How much is a full set?" You ask.

"Forty bucks. If you buy, you won’t regret it," she desperately says, trying to sound seductive. She leans forward and rubs her hand over your crotch. A deep blush of embarrassment immediately invades her face. She's now pushing her luck, trying to finalize the sale.

"You've got yourself a deal," you find yourself saying. Besides, Christine needs some new kitchen utensils. You move over to the couch and sit down. She quickly follows you, kneeling before you, on the carpet.

She hesitantly grabs your erection through your pants, giving it a light squeeze. With trembling hands, she unsnaps your jeans and unzips the zipper. Your hard-on pops up, pressing strongly against your boxers. She carefully grabs it through the soft material. You lean in and fondle her tits through her tight red t-shirt. Indeed, she is not wearing a bra. When you rub your thumbs over her firm nipples, she softly moans. She pulls down on your pants and boxers. You lift your hips off the couch. Your rigid manhood springs out at full attention. She bends forward and licks the tip with her silky tongue. Your penis quivers with anticipation, a drop of pre-cum instantly appearing after her lick. As you watch, she licks it from the bottom to the tip, just like a lollipop, leaving a trail of wetness.

Her soft eyes are unable to look anywhere but your hard cock. She nervously places her mouth around the head, her tongue swirling over the underside. She swallows more and more of your length until she's got about half of your cock stuffed in her hot, wet mouth. Her tongue and lips feel amazing around your stiff member. You squeeze her melons and occasionally flick your fingertips across her hard nipples, eliciting moans from her throat. The saleslady relaxes her mouth and throat, and proceeds to take the rest of your cock down her tight orifice. Her nose is buried deep in your pubic hair. She swallows hard, as her throat grips the head of your penis delightfully. You have never had someone deep throat you before. The squeezing of her throat makes you very excited. She slowly pulls back, sucking hard as your member emerges from her wet mouth. She then envelops you once again, as her head bobs up and down. You tilt your head back and moan.

"Ooooh, that feels great. Suck that cock!" You encourage.

You continue mauling her soft tits, while she bounces on your dick. You must be having some effect on her, because her breathing is becoming rather ragged, and her groans are growing louder and more frequent. Suddenly, she pulls her head up, her lips smacking loudly as your cock slips from her hot mouth. She glares up at you shamefully, with her face blushed a deep shade of red.