Employee discount

There are check-out counters scattered throughout the store, and you walk around until you find one that is suitably out of the way, and being operated by a lone female employee. You walk up to her and stand in front of the counter. "Can I get a price check on these jeans?" you ask. She looks down, frowns, and replies with the question: "where'd you get those?" To answer, you walk around the counter, so that you are standing behind it with her. You unbutton the jeans and unzip the fly, and say "I think that there's tag on the inside of the zipper that you can scan." The girl is obviously about to tell you to get away from her, or call security, or both, but you bend your will on her, and she remains silent. You keep focusing, and eventually, she drops down to her knees, and starts examining the inside of the fly of the jeans. She looks up, and says, somewhat hazily, "I can't find it." "Keep looking," you reply. At your prodding, she reaches into your boxers, and pulls out your cock. After
carefully examining all sides of it for a label, she shrugs, says "I think this pair of jeans costs $60," and engulfs your cock with her mouth. You have to struggle to keep from groaning in pleasure as she expertly works her tongue and lips over the shaft. You lean forward and place your hands on the counter in front of you to steady yourself. You are really getting into it when a female customer walks up with a few articles of clothing in hand.