The Perfect Response to an Imperfection

Waiting on line at checkout was a Hispanic man in his early thirties. He was in a bit of a bad mood because some of the clothes that were on sale that he wanted to buy were no longer available in either of the two sizes that he liked to wear, and the fact that his friends postponed the plans they had made for today was another thing that rubbed him the wrong way. After a short wait in line, he was called up to the next available cash register.

"Hi." he greeted the clerk unenergetically as he laid out the clothing he had onto the counter.

"Hello, how are you today?" the clerk who was a female said to him, not looking him in his eyes as she had her sights set on the clothing to ring them up. She was 5'5, Black, and in her mid-twenties. Her black hair was pulled up and tied into a big puff that sat atop her head, and her lips were noticeably full. She wore a black hoodie which she left unzipped to show the white shirt she had underneath it, and she had on khaki pants; both of these garments showing off the voluptuous nature of her body as she was quite busty and had thick thighs thanks to her agreeably thick physique.

"Fine." he responded in a dull tone of voice that implied that he was doing worse than "fine".

The man patiently stood there as she rung up each of the garbs he had brought her, just thinking about when next all of him and his friends would be simultaneously available for a group outing.

"Oh..." the clerk started inspecting the rain jacket he brought to her, "there's like a little mark on this jacket." she said whilst wiping the material as a means of making sure that what she was talking about was indeed something that could not be taken off.

"Uh, really?" he said with a slightly puzzled look on his face, seeming to care less than the clerk about a little mark being on the jacket he was purchasing.

"Yeah, it's a small blemish." she holds the jacket up for him to see the barely noticeable imperfection on the black material.

"Oh." he says, not really caring about it.

"Yeah, so what I can do is either give you a discount on this jacket, or provide sexual compensation." she bluntly tells him while making eye contact with him.

"I'm sorry, what?" he says and turns his head to the side, directing his ear in her direction as a means of being able to hear her more clearly.

She leans forward, "I said you can either get a discount on the jacket, or get sexual compensation." she repeats.

He stays still for a moment as to process what he heard, and then looks at her, then going on to lean over the counter and look in her in the eye to quietly say, "D'you say 'sexual compensation'? Am I hearing that right?"

"Yes. It's company policy." she informs him.

Now knowing he didn't mishear her, he quickly goes over it in his mind and makes a decision.

"I'll... I'll take the latter." he answers, still not really believing this "sexual compensation" thing.

Not saying anything back, the clerk puts the jacket down on the counter and starts making her way around the long checkout table. The man curiously watches her every movement, wondering what is now going to happen after he accepted the sexual compensation option.

"Could you prop yourself back up against that right there?" she asks, pointing at the checkout desk he's been in front of.

Turning his back to the items he's purchasing, he parks his rear up against the metal surface, his body now slightly at an angle with his hands planted on top of it for extra support. The clerk then steps up real close to him and reaches for his crotch area, causing the man's heart rate to accelerate as he is seeing now that the "sexual" in sexual compensation is to be taken literally.

"Hold on, we're doing something like this here and NOW?!" he asks, worried about how they're about to engage in lewd behavior in the open.

"Yeah, where else would we do this?" she says, looking at his crotch as she unzips his shorts.

Feeling like he's the dumb one, the man doesn't say anything as he just lets her take his shorts down. She hooks her thumbs inside his briefs and pulls them down, letting out his hardening penis into the cooled environment of the store. Never would he have thought that he would see his dick out like this, or at least have a female stranger be the reason why his dick is out like this. With his genitalia now freed, she reaches behind him for something and the man hears something squelching, only to then quickly find out that she was pumping out lubricant to lather his cock up with, thus causing the man to get a little bit weak in his legs as the unexpected sensation of having a female's warm hands grip and stroke his member was that stimulating. Having generously lubricated his genitals, the clerk turns her back to him and gets to taking off her thigh-hugging khakis. revealing to him the fat curviness of her wide ass which was being kept inside such an unattractive piece of clothing. His eyes opened up wide at the sight of such a big derriere, and next to open up would be his mouth when he saw her pulling down the red thong that her ass cheeks were swallowing up into the crack of her grand ass, said crack going on to be lubricated when she slid her hands around on her backside as to get off any excess lubricant, giving her butt this modest sheen.

It would take her a little bit of time to get her feet out of her pants and underwear, something the man did not mind since he was being kept entertained by the light, incidental shaking of her hefty butt. When finally off, the clerk would look back over her shoulder at the man's groin and stick her ass out towards it and then somewhat strongly push herself back onto it, pinning him against the counter. The man would let out a grunt at the unexpected act of the girl pressing her butt into him like that.

"(Holy SHIT!)" the man thought to himself as he looked down and took in the sight of his raised dick being wedged between a pair of fat ass cheeks, being just on the brink of losing sight of it if she was any more voluptuous or if his penis was any smaller.

With no grandiose sort of action, the clerk puts her hands on her bent knees and gets to shaking her big ass up and down on the man, facilitating an assjob. Her cheeks and his cock easily glide against each other thanks to the applied lube, something he very much appreciates as made evident by the orgasmic look he has on his face as he's essentially getting jerked off by a very amazing booty.

"...it."

"Huh? What?" the man says to the clerk as he thought she said something.

"I said that you can touch it." she tells him.

Letting what he just heard from the clerk bounce around inside his brain as a means of processing it, the man lets go of the counter and plants a firm grip onto the sides of the girl's undulating buttocks. Upon doing this, the clerk shakes things up some more by way of gyrating her hips and adding a much more stimulating spin to the ass-rubbing she's giving the guy's penis. The man stands there looking at the rippling flesh, just enamored by how she's treating his cock with her voluptuous rear; the only thing he himself doing is palming her fat, jiggling cheeks with his wide-open hands through which he feels the energy of her twerking being transferred into.

While this is going on, he remembers that he's in a store, that he's in public, and thus he takes his focus off of the two giant mounds being rubbed against him to see what's going on around him. The man didn't really give himself enough time to think about what to expect when he looked up, but he was still caught off by how nothing in the general area seemed to have changed since last he observed his surroundings. He would quickly look back down to make sure this all wasn't just inside his head, the still big-bootied clerk working his dick from tip to base confirming that this was all real and somehow... acceptable. It was then out of nowhere that the man saw in his peripheral view, a figure pass by him, just totally walking past an employee grinding herself up against a customer. Looking up again from the "sexual compensation", the man's eyes went to where the figure had gone, and there he would see a lanky Black man in his mid-twenties that worked here walking at a brisk pace. Where he was going was for now unknown, but the man had a feeling that he was going over to the slim, bespectacled, fair-skinned Asian girl that was on her phone and whose straight brown hair extended down to her waist and complimented the white blouse and black knee-length skirt she had on. The male employee stopped behind her and said something to her whilst pointing at the counter that had clothes on it, this action prompting the girl to bend over the countertop with her elbows supporting her as she kept tapping at her phone screen. As that happened, the male employee would swiftly tug his jeans down to reveal that he was going commando, having a 7.5-inch dick that flailed up and down in the air upon release.

"(No fucking way, NO FUCKING WAY!)" the man thought when watching.

The employee then reached for the pump bottle that was on the counter and by the bent-over girl to get a good amount of its liquid into his hand, and with that same hand, he would spread what was in it all over his cock, making it drip and shine in the light with what was without a doubt lubricant; originally thought to be hand sanitizer by the man. As if it were professional procedure, the employee threw the girl's skirt up and have it rest on her waist, exposing the light pink panties she wore underneath it and granting him the opportunity to pull them down and let them fall down to her white low-tops.

"(This is really gonna fucking happen!)"

Just like how the girl started shaking her ass on him with nothing grandiose being added to the act, the male employee would step up behind the girl and stick his large member into her vagina. Even with how casual the girl was, i.e., bending over and letting the guy expose her whilst continuing to use her phone like normal, she couldn't ignore the penetration that just took place: dropping her jaw, letting go of her device and having it fall flat on top of the clothes, and even letting out a moan that was just loud enough for the man to barely hear.

"(THIS SEXUAL COMPENSATION THING IS LEGIT?!)" the man thought, still only semi-believing the policy he was told earlier.

Having his cock all the way inside her, the employee grabbed the sides of the girl's slim torso and thrusted in and out of her at a moderate pace, making it really seem like the act was being done out of professionalism. But all professionalism would go out the window when focusing on the girl who currently seemed to be in ecstasy over having such a big piece of meat inside her; this being made evident by how she had her head laid on its side on the counter, and that she also had her tongue hanging out of her mouth and her twitching eyes rolling into the back of her head. Seeing this made the man experience more stimulation in addition with having his dick receive an assjob, bringing him closer to release. As she got fucked and he got rubbed, even though the employee hadn't changed up his strokes in any way, he could hear her panting and moaning get louder and louder, something he and his welling-up penis was all for. Even though things had just gotten started with the girl and the male employee, the girl's legs would start trembling and the whites of her eyes would be mainly what anyone would see, and then all of a sudden she would let out a short shrill that was accompanied with fluids gushing out from her and audibly hitting the floor.

"Fuck! Fuck, I'm CUMMING!" the man said after witnessing the girl's violent climax.

With his dick pointed upward for the most part, semen would launch out from him like a volcano, flying high into the air before landing on the clerk's back, ass, and on the floor. Almost immediately, the clerk would put her underwear and pants on after his ejaculation, and then walk back the way she came.

"Here's a box of tissues. You're total's going to be $74.90." she said to the man who was still recovering from the orgasm brought onto him by the company's policy.