Jewlery store

"I have something to pick up at Berghaus Custom Jewelery, and then we need to get some swimsuits and underwear," Jennifer informed you.

As you followed your teen lovers down the concourse, they would talk low to each other, occasionally looking back at you. After a few minutes, you spied the jewelry store. Walking into the store, you saw eight customers perusing the display cases of gold and silver jewlery. There were three employees behind the counters. Walking over to your group, one of the employees, a middle age women with the name tag Elizabeth, asks you,"Wellcome to Berghaus Custom Jewelery Sir, how may I help you today?"

Jennifer jumped in saying,"Yes an order was called in sn order on Saturday, for Jennifer Marlow, that Mr.Berghaus said would be ready for pickup."

Nodding, the woman said,"Thank you. Let me check the particulars in our system."

The employees typed some things into a tablet she carried. After assessing the information she was looking for, she asked you,"May I see your I.D. please."

Jennifer pulled out her ID, handing it to the woman who checked it against the info she had. Confurming that everything matched, she handed back the card, saying," If you wait here, I'll retrive your order."

Your curiosity must have been written on your face because Jennifer said,"I dont want to spoil the surprise."

The sales woman returned a few minutes later with a black case. Sitting on the counter, she announced,"Here we are, a pneblack leather choker with 24 karat gold."

The choker was, as stated, black leather. The front was a large gold heart with a stylized JJ in the center.

"It's just perfect," Jennifer observed, as she handed the sales girl her debit card. Sales made jennifer put the jewelery case in her purse, and we wandered back into the concourse. Having left the Jewelery store, Jennifer and Rebecca made a bee line for our last stop, Victorias Secret.

These girls are trying to give you a heart attack, you think to yourself. Trying to steel yourself, you follow them into the boutique.

"Good afternoon, and welcome to Victorias Secret. How may I help you,"an employee asked.

Jennifer looked at the name tag, saying,"Robin me and my friend need new swimsuits, and we also need to outfit Rebecca with new underwear the sexier the better."

Robin looked at our group and nodded, telling you,"Sir, if you like, there are some chairs next to the changing rooms if you wish to be comfortable."

Information imparted the girls went off to peruse the cock teasing outfits that they generously called swimwear. You sit down on the chair and start trying to mentally prepare yourself for the trial to come. After about 10 minuted you see the two teen comming your way with three swim suits each to try on. You gulp, your mouth suddly dry as you see just how little fabric there is to the suits in Jennifers arms.

As the teens pass you coul hear them talking. "Are you sure I've obly ever worn one piece suits," Rebecca remarked.

"Dont worry, just wait till Mr..." What else Jennifer was saying got, cutt off by the blosing on the changing room door.

After several minutes the door opens and Jennifer comes out. You groan, your cock instantly popping to attention.

Jennifer was in a white Micro Bikini. She spun around and you swore you started to drool. Her fit cheerleader ass with the thong bottoms was cockteasiing of the highest level.

"I see you like it," said a very self satisfied Jennifer.

You manage a nod, as ske kisses you cheek. Moving around behind you she crouches down draping her arms around your shoulders.

"Just wIt till you see Becky," Jennifer whispers in your ear. She follows up, kissing the back of your neck, and it all you can do not to drag her into your lap store or no. Just then the changing room door opens and out steps Rebecca.

The red head was clearly nervous. She shouldn't have been if your raging boner was anything ro go by. Her bikini top and french cut bottoms showed off her bodies natural beauty well.

"See I told you he would love it",Jennifer says, before dropping her tone down low and continuing,"Our slut looks sexy doesnt she."

You could almost feel her smirk as she whispers,"Soo sexy, the suit will still lookgood after she starts to show."

You groan as the vision of Rebecca laying by the pool with a swollen belly flashes bedore your eyes. Rebecca sees your cock litteraly pulse in your pants and her nervousness melts away.

Rebecca suddenly strikes a pose saying," Yior right Jen, I'll take this one."

Rebecca heads back into the dressing room. Gritting your teeth, trying not to loose control, you whisper,"You little witch. "

Jennifer giggles evilly, she kisses your cheek again before telling you," Poor baby, try not to cum in your pants."

The good and bad part of this was your **** had just started. Over then next hour Rebecca would try on underwear of various types everything from thongs, to french cuts, from corsets, to teddies. And of course, she would come out to get your feedback. You could see her confidence improve with each outfit she modeled. Somehow you managed not to cum in your pants or barge into the changing room and fuck Rebecca ahainst the wall soo yeah.

Finally it came to an end. All clothes were tried on and another 3 grand was spent. After an hour of sexual **** you were mentally fried.

As you followed the girls out of the store the were talking.

"Are you sure Jen this is alot if money," Rebecca said nervously.

"Dont worry I said I'd take cate of you and I ment it. Besides it all came out of my bonus for being head cheerleader" Jennifer replies, sighing over bonus.

The girls were hungry but weren't feeling the foodcourt offerings. They decided on a famous burger place that was 10 minutes away. Putting their shopping in your trunk the three of you zoom over to the burger joint.

It was 7:47pm when you pulled into the old strip mall. It clearly had seen better days as there were only five active storefronts. One was Mikes burger and shakes across from it was a wafflehouse. There was also a hairdesser next to a bail bondsman. The last buisness was a strip club named Shooters.

Getting out of the car the three of you were heading into the burger joint, when Jennifer gasped out in suprise,"Fuck me is that who I thonk it is."

You look over at where Jennifer is pointing. It was a good 100 feet away,but you could see one of your cheerleaders going into shooters cardying a bag over her shoulder.