Let's try the guy!

Jess looks at me with a wicked smile. "You mean I get to choose?" she asks. Jess carefully eyes the prospects, and I notice that she is rubbing her legs together. It's self-evident she is getting wet and excited, thinking about the possibilities. She points to the young man!

"Go ahead on in! Ask him for help!" I say as I take up a careful vantage point to watch what happens. "Pretend I'm not here," I tell her, "I just want to see you have fun!"

Jess looks at me questioningly. "Want to watch, huh? Well, watch this!" she says as she turns and walks in.

I see the young man immediately notice Jess as she enters the store. His eyes continue to widen as Jess nears his position. Jess lays a hand upon his shoulder and says something to him. His eyes never leave her pert breasts the entire time she is talking to him. She turns to the wall lined with high-heeled leather boots and sways over to them. The salesman follows like a puppy on a leash, tongue drooling over Jess' tight ass, swaying seductively in the mini skirt. Jess points to a particular style.

He asks for her shoe size, and she said she was unsure because he motions for her to sit in a seat near the back and pulls out a sizing gadget. I have to move so I can see what's going on. I enter the store and pretend I am looking at the boots. I can see the surprised look on the salesman's face when he sits on the stool. He can see right up Jess' skirt. His hands are trembling as he lifts Jess' foot to the seat and removes her three-inch heels. He tries not to look at her exposed crotch as he sizes her foot, but I catch his eyes, constantly glancing up to her barely covered pussy. He mumbles something to her as he stands; the growing bulge in his pants is evident as he makes his way to the storeroom.

I casually stroll by where Jess is sitting, "He's excited, are you?" I prod. Jess silently nods her head without truly acknowledging my presence. "If you want, offer to take him in the back to relieve his tensions," I say as I move back away, not noticing Jess' reaction.

I do notice that Jess has crossed and uncrossed her legs several times before the young man arrives. His eyes again widen as he sits upon the stool. I can only imagine that the g-string has worked its way between Jess' pussy lips from her crossing her legs. Rather than place her foot upon the stool, Jess puts her foot on the man's knee and slowly slides it up towards his crotch. He grabs the foot before it reaches his bulge and holds her leg out straight as he places the boot on her foot. Both of them repeat the process with the other foot. Jess stands up and smooths down her skirt, now only inches from his face. She turns and spots me, her ass now practically sticking in the salesman's face. I smile, letting her know that everything is OK with me! Casually she strides by me, testing the fit of the boots, looking at them in the mirror. "Are you sure?" she whispers, unnoticed by anyone else.

"You lost the bet," I remind her. I smiled and nodded my approval.

Jess walks by the display and calls the salesman to meet her. He's by her side in a split second. Jess points to a different boot on the wall. This boot has a three-inch platform heel, larger than the one she's wearing. He returns to the storeroom as Jess returns to the mirror by my side. "Ya know," she huskily whispers, "if I stand just right, you can see right up my skirt!" I turn and look at the mirror on the floor, and she is right! I can see that my surmising about her g-string was correct. Jess' pussy lips were engorged, and they had swallowed the narrow fabric between them. I look up and can see that her nipples are sticking out, begging for attention. She returns to the back when the salesman reappears with a box.

Jess continues teasing him, giving him an open view of her pussy, and gently running her feet up his leg rather than place them on the stool. He fidgets on his seat constantly, watching as Jess puts on a show for him. I catch Jess casually running her hands over her chest as if picking lint from the fabric but teasing her sensitive nipples. The bulge in his pants is evident now as he helps Jess with the new pair of boots. Again, she stands up, but this time, her ass brushes against his arm as she turns. She returns to the mirror and whispers, "You're both making me very wet!" Back to the wall, she goes again. She now points to a pair of four-inch spiked heel boots. The salesman runs in to fetch her request.

Jess strolls around the room, looking at some other displays. All the patrons stare at her as she passes by, casually looking at the boots and feeling their soft leather texture. One husband gets slapped by his wife for staring. I have to laugh!

Jess makes her way to the back again and takes a seat. The young man erotically removes her boots, caressing her ankles as he removes each one. Jess blatantly places her barefoot on the stool, between his legs, resting her toes on his crotch. I stare on in awe as Jess curls her toes, stroking his rod through his khakis. His cock, standing at attention, had apparently been readjusted from its previous confining position. The bulging outline rose from his crotch to right below his belt. He no longer seems to be uncomfortable with the situation as it was playing out. As he places each boot on, he allows her foot to rest against his cock. He takes extra time to caress Jess' legs, up to her knees, after placing each boot on.

When Jess stands, her crotch is literally in the guy's face. She is straddling the stool, towering over him as he continues to stare in amazement. It takes a few seconds before he backs up and allows Jess to stroll around the room again. She meets me at the mirror again. "He's enormous. You sure about this?" she asks again.

I was the one that came up with the idea anyway! I almost felt as if she were trying to turn the tables on me. "Go for it," I say, knowing that she's having fun! I begin to feel a pang of jealousy but quickly push it aside, knowing that it is me she truly loves.

Jess turns and goes to the wall. This time she picks out a pair of boots with six-inch spiked heels, leather that goes up to mid-thigh, and laces up the outside and inside. I look at the boots she pointed out. She already looks great in the pair she's wearing, and I can only imagine what she's going to look like in those! Jess passes by me saying, "I'm getting that!" I was unsure if she meant the boots or the guy.

Jess returns to her chair and awaits the salesman's return. Again he places Jess' foot on his crotch and casually removes her boot. He now spends more time caressing her leg, ankle, foot, and toes. Jess appreciates the attention and shifts down in her seat, allowing her skirt to ride up slightly. Jess' legs are now spread wide enough for the guy to see her dripping hole. He repeats the same process on the other foot. Both feet were now free of their confines. Jess places both feet on his crotch and openly massages his stiff rod between the soles of her feet.

The salesman collects himself and fits the first boot onto her foot and then the second. He then has Jess stand so that he can lace up the boots for her. When Jess stands, she nearly loses her balance, getting used to the six-inch heels. She places both hands on his shoulders to steady her balance. Her tits were now dangling in his face, and he can see clearly down the valley between her luscious mounds. Jess finally stands unaided and presses her crotch into the guy's face. He reluctantly backs up and allows Jess to walk the room.

"Perfect!" I mouth towards her as she passes by. She returns to the back of the room and stands next to the salesman. Her six-inch heels cause the back of her skirt to rise, clearly showing off the bottoms of her rounded ass. They talk for a few minutes. I notice the clerk look around cautiously and then drag Jess quickly into the back.

Just then, I am broken away from my viewing by the lovely saleslady. "May I help you?" she asks. Not wanting to seem overly conspicuous, just hanging out, I tell her, "I'm looking for something for my sister."

"Sister," she looks at me unbelieving, "find anything you like?"

Her smile is warm and inviting; the image of my cock sliding between her lips springs into my mind. I can see down between the valleys of her breasts. I do like what I see, and I almost tell her that. I stumble, looking for what to say.

She leans in close, giving me a clearer view of her braless tits, and whispers in my ear. "I own this place, and I don't miss a trick! Follow me, and I'll show you something special!"

Curious, I follow close on her heels. She calls out to another clerk, "Jen, mind the store, I've got to run over some numbers with our accountant; ring me if you need help!" I follow her to a side office and enter. I thought to myself, "thirty-six, twenty-four, thirty-two" seem like perfect numbers. Once inside, she closes and locks the door. "As I said, I don't miss a thing! You're not here for your sister!" She moves behind her desk and punches some keys on her computer. "Have a seat! That good-looking girl is what...your wife, your girlfriend?"

Having been caught, I admit that she is my girlfriend. I worry that something terrible is about to happen.

"Don't worry! I spotted the two of you earlier in the mall, at the food court. She is a lovely lady. I admire you for letting her go out in public like that." She continues to type at the keyboard. "My husband and I like to play games from time to time, and I like the game you're playing. It seems so exciting!" She rises from her seat and crosses in front of the desk. She spins the monitor around so that we can both see the screen. "I figured," she continues, "that you should enjoy the fun also."

Just then, I saw an area of the storeroom as Jess and the salesman walks into view. This is too good to be true! I'm now able to watch what's going to happen.

Jess stands next to a low shelving unit, turns, and pushes the guy to his knees. I can't hear what she's saying, but he's obeying her like a puppy as he kisses her boots and licks the leather all the way up to where it meets her thigh. Jess pulls his head to her crotch and pushes her pussy to his eager tongue. He laps at her juices as the skirt rests on his head. Jess reaches back and undoes the strap at the back of her neck, freeing her tits to the air-conditioned room. She begins mauling herself as her lover continues feasting upon the fluids. She is pinching and pulling her nipples unmercifully as she grimaces.

I am so entranced that I don't realize that the store owner has removed her blouse and cuddled up behind my chair. She is running her hands all over my chest and undoing the buttons to my shirt, breathing heavily into my ear. "Exciting isn't it?" she rasps. When I nod in agreement, she spins my chair sideways and sits in my lap. Now I am torn between watching Jess on the computer and helping myself to the tits offered. I manage to do both as I nibble on her nipples, twisting my head sideways to watch Jess. The moans of appreciation are filling the room and providing an erotic backdrop to the computer image. I crane my neck as I continue to swirl my tongue around the rubbery shaft of the extended nipples.

Jess apparently has an orgasm as she falls against the shelves and pushes the salesman's head away. She pulls him to his feet and drives her tongue into his mouth as she savors her own juices from his face. Jess spins him around and forcefully pushes him back, dropping down to sit on her heels. She eagerly reaches for his belt and undoes his pants, and she immediately covers his cock with her mouth. As I watch Jess perform, the wonderful lady is doing the same to me. She drops to her knees and is fishing my cock out from within my pants. Within moments, both the sales guy and I have our pants at our ankles and our cocks enveloped by warm, wet mouths. This is too much, and I can't hold out; I grab a handful of hair and thrust forward, lodging my cock in the back of her throat as my cock spasms and jerks, releasing a torrent of cum, down her hungry pipes. I quickly turned to the monitor to see Jess' face splattered with cum as the other guy was pumping his prick. Jess was trying to swallow it all, but every time she stopped to swallow, he was shooting more! He must've been backed up!

"Mmmm, that was good," the store owner coos. She turns to the monitor and sees Jess' cum covered face, and exclaims, "Oh my!" We both watch as Jess cleans her face with the still hard cock, and licks it clean, swallowing the sperm with gusto. I am astounded that the guy is still hard as a rock and am equally surprised when Jess rises and leans on the shelves. She reaches underneath, and I see her fingers playing with her slit, inviting the guy to fuck her sopping pussy. I notice that my counterpart is taking up a similar position on her desk, waiting for me to insert my hardening rod into her now dripping pussy.

Not one for turning down an invitation, I eagerly comply and place the head of my cock at her waiting hole. Watching the monitor, I match the salesman's strokes as he goes in and out. The pussy wrapped around my cock is so warm and velvety. I can imagine what the other guy is feeling at this moment. The cries of passion fill the room, and the aroma of sex fills my nostrils as I continue pounding away. Having already cum for the fourth time today, there was no way I was going to explode too soon. I can feel my companion tremble beneath my insistent thrusts as I pound into her unmercifully. I grab her by the hips and meet each of her backward thrusts with a deep pounding forward thrust of my own. I grab her hair, pulling her head up so that we can both see the monitor, as I continue fucking her pussy as it spasms around my dick, trying to milk it of some cream. Her moans are becoming louder and louder as she crashes through several orgasms, all the while watching Jess get pummeled. Several seconds later, the guy pulls out and pumps his prick a couple of times, sending globules of white stringy semen shooting across Jess' backside. Jess spins around and reinserts his still spasming cock back in her mouth for cleaning, enjoying the mixture of her juices with his semen.

I can feel the beginning sensations of my own orgasm coming when my companion screams, "In my ass!" I look down and see the puckered hole winking at me. I pull out and quickly place my pussy coated prick at the brown entrance and push forward. She pushes back at the same time driving my cock to the hilt. She reaches beneath and grabs my balls and fondles them as I continue to pump into her buttery depths. I'm finally ready to explode, and she jumps off my cock, spins around, and sucks my cock dry of any remaining fluid I have left in me.

Panting, we both watch the monitor as Jess and her man gets dressed, ready to head back out. Quickly we put our clothes back on so that we can beat them to the showroom floor. Before we head out the door, the owner returns to her keyboard, punches at a few more keys, and pulls out a CD Rom. She places it in an envelope and hands it to me. "Something to remember this day!" she huskily groans. As we head out to the floor, she gives me a business card with a phone number written on the back. "Call me; I'm sure my husband would like to meet the two of you. I wouldn't mind either!" She winks and heads to help out a waiting customer.

I quickly run to the front of the store and await Jess' return. She emerges from the store's back carrying a large bag and strutting comfortably in her six-inch heels. She has the 'fresh-fucked' glow emanating from her face. She strolls right by me and heads out the door. I catch up to her in the main section and ask, "Did you pay for those?"

She looks at me, smiles a mischievous grin, and says, "I guess you could say so! I got a great deal! I got the other set of boots thrown in at no charge" Jess looks at her wristwatch. "Hmm, still time left, now what?"