Conrad Banks was still standing examining the till in amazement when Ffion and I returned, arm in arm. I was a little surprized to discover that he was a fairly insubstantial little man with thick glasses and a rather obvious comb-over attempting to mask a DVD sized bald spot on the top of his head.
"You!" he sputtered in amazement seeing Ffion return, and with me on her arm to boot! "I... I should get the police!"
I read through the amazement and shock at her return in his head quickly then saw past it to his devastation at finding his sales assistant in the process of delivering breast-relief to a customer. Banks had been ogling the formidable blonde in her business tight fitting skirts and blouses for the entire 4 years that she had worked for him, but hadn't dared to approach her. Still, his jealousy was absolute. How could a customer simply walk in to the shop and get those majestic tits wrapped around his dick when he could barely get a smile out of her, even though he had been paying her wages for all this time. He couldn't give a flying fuck about the money. He had ran this shop and two others like it for decades now and he had far more money than he knew what to do with. She could empty the till every day for a year and he would barely notice it.
The only thing that made his day worth getting up and getting ressed for was to come to the shop and see what Ffion had squeezed her ass into today. And now it was ruined. All gone to shit! Well, he wouldn't have her hang around here to torment him any more.
Fuck! I thought. This guy was a mess.
Ffion looked at him and her restored confidence started to wobble. she had after all just been sacked.
Both of you! Listen to me! What I am saying is entirely reasonable! Agree to it! I sent to the buxom blonde Ffion and her ex-employer.
I faced the owner. "Ffion is an excellent store manager. You should keep her on and" I considered, "give her a promotion. Double her salary!"
Banks, nodded thoughtfully, his comb-over threatening to spill down his face. He smoothed it back into place.
"And you Ffion", I turned to the blonde who had only recently been bouncing away on my dick in the photo booth. "No more titty wanks for the customers ok?" I waited till she nodded earnestly too before adding, "but if he behaves himself and is really polite all week and does whatever you tell him, you should give him a titty wank after you close on a Friday. If not, you can thrash his ass with a damn good spanking first then give him the titty-wank anyway. How does that sound?"
Both of them nodded eagerly.
"Great. Win-win!" I said and turned on my heel. I had to find someone to fuck fast. I was getting super-horny again already and was trying to refrain from banging Ffion again in front of her boss.
What was happening to my libido?
