She wants the best kettles!

He politely gestured towards a beady curtain, and she walked through. It was dark inside and she was a bit distracted with her thoughts. If she was truly honest, she had to admit she was a bit aroused. In fact, she was certain her panties were even a bit wet. She hoped the smell wasn't noticeable, however unlikely it might be. She also really wanted to get a good price, with the best kettles there were. It would be fun to tell her friends how she got the best of the shop!

She completely missed the step and tripped, her arms flailing uselessly. She thought she'd crash into the ground and break her nose, but the salesman reacted very quickly and caught her. In the process, his hand scraped her boob, sending a jolt of electricity in her whole body. She reflexively jerked backwards, pressing her tight ass onto his sweatpants. There was no denying it. He was clearly naked underneath, and just as clearly very well endowed. Her slightly wet panties suddenly felt drenched. She breathed in hard, and said she was sorry. He steadied her, but she could tell he kept her just a little too long, letting her feel his hardening cock. She knew she really should leave, but she told herself she'd spent a lof of time to get that kettle already, and what was the harm?