Plenty

As I moved to open the door of the changing room, Gaz grabbed my arm. Looking back at her, I saw that she was chewing on her bottom lip, as if conflicted. Her eyes were closed, as usual (or appeared to be closed, maybe she just squints really hard), so it was difficult to tell what she was thinking. As I opened my mouth to ask her what she was doing, her hand went from my arm to place a finger over my lip, shushing me.

I was really starting to get concerned when she inhaled deeply and let out her breath slowly, trying to calm down from whatever had her worked up. "...stand on the bench," she whispered. Needless to say, I was confused by her request and hesitated. "So they can't see your feet, dunce." she hissed. I wasn't sure why she was asking me to do this now after we had already done the measuring...but the way she hissed suggested she really wanted me to do it.

Sighing, I obeyed. Thankfully the changing room stalls were fairly tall so I wasn't peeking over the edge or anything. The attempt at secrecy was almost immediately foiled when she undid my belt, moving on to unbutton the my pants. I nearly yelped in surprise. Gaz opened an eye as she looked up at me. There was a hint of anxiety in her eye as well as...I guess the closest thing I could describe it as was a needing look. Glancing up, I checked for any cameras. None that I could see...and if there was one, I guess someone would be getting a show. "Really hope we don't get arrested..." I whispered.

"I know you need this," Gaz whispered, a smile crossing her lips, despite her nerves. "The way you were breathing...your shaking hands. Fuck, I wanted to jump you so bad." I could only gawk in astonishment at her confession. She took a deep breath...and released my swelling cock from my pants. "I wanted to," she repeated, "but I can be patient. But after everything you've done for me...and all of my bullshit you've been tolerating...I...I just..."

As Gaz slid the tip of my cock past her lips, it was all I could do to cover my mouth and suppress any noise. Her tongue swirled over the swollen head slowly. It wasn't until later I realized that Gaz had been looking at me with her eyes wide open. She drank in the signs of the pleasure she was causing me. Her hand stroked me as her tongue continued to run along the tip. "J...Jeez, Gaz..." I whispered, not even sure what I was saying at all.

Apparently that was Gaz's cue. With her eyes almost wild with lust, Gaz engulfed my member entirely. Her eyes went back to their usual state as she bobbed her head along it. I considered fighting the urge to cum, but remembered our situation. I should hurry before we're caught. "G...Gaz, I...I'm gonna..." My knees almost gave out as she pulled back, pumping my dick rapidly, sucking on the head of it. My hips jerked involuntarily as I came. I saw spots. I heard Gaz gulping my ejaculate down. I had never felt anything so amazing in my life.

With a soft pop, Gaz pulled back. "Glad you approved," she whispered, making me realize I had just said that last bit out loud. Once I got my balance back, I pulled up my pants and we exited the changing room. I had to wonder if my face was as red as hers. As she grabbed some 32 DD bras off the racks, Gaz leaned over to me, whispering in my ear. "Just so you know, you owe me for that when we get back." She gave my cheek a quick peck. I was going to be happy to repay her...