treat her about the same

You quickly work your way around the eyeglass fitting tables to keep the other salesclerk from ruining your fun. As you get a better look at her 'girl-next-door' features, you desire her for yourself. But there is no time for you right now. This is all about Maddy. The salesgirl is a very pretty twentysomething with a short red-blonde coif. Her olive colored business suit is tailored very close to her athletic body. And her skirt stops at a very unbusinesslike height, only inches longer than her blazer. The miniskirt reveals most of her long, lean legs in her matching olive heels.

You grasp her fluttering, agitated hands. The sleeves of her crisp white blouse are turned back on the suit jacket's sleeves. As you bring your eyes to hers, you eye the vee of the blouse lapels that drape over the jacket.

"You will both lose your jobs if you start to make a scene with those customers coming in." You gesture to the three Asians who have just walked in, and are perusing the merchandise. You continue. "You can feel the young salesgirl is still frantic and jittery just by the shaking of her hands. "You will sit down next to Kent.." You check her nametag. "..Stacie." You smile devilishly at her. "You are in luck. We are having a two for one sale today. While you are taken care of by my associate..", you gesture to Maddy, still under the tabletop glass, "Kent will handle the customers. I hope you're not a screamer!" you giggle.

You guide the unwilling young thing to the empty table and gesture for Maddy to approach the girl. You see a moment's hesitation on Maddy's part, but a glance from you is all she needs by now to send her on her way.

You stand behind the seated salesgirl, half-massaging her shoulders, half making sure she doesn't try and bolt. Peering through the glass table, you and Stacie watch as Maddy pushes the olive-green material of her microminiskirt the last few inches higher.

You turn your head and see the satiated Kent trying to get an eyeful of his pretty assistant's snatch. "Uh, Kent, don't you have some customers to take care of?" you ask, motioning for him to leave.

With a barely audible sigh of exasperation at just missing the grand unveiling of his co-worker, Kent gets up from the table, almost forgetting to tuck himself back in and zip up.

"Well, it doesn't seem we're as prudish as we act, Miss Stacie!" you chuckle as Maddy's hands reveal a pantiless salesgirl with a small vee of reddish curls above her bared pussylips.

The fair-skinned young woman's face reddens at this, as Maddy pushes wide her slender legs.

"Oh, please, don't.." Stacie softly pleads as Maddy licks her tender inner thighs, looking at the salesgirl through the glass. The middleaged woman presses on, lapping at the tender labes, the way she would like to be licked about now. "Oh, please.." Stacie continues, though her thighs spread to give Maddy more working room. Maddy corkscrews her tongue deep inside the folds of Stacie's pussy, looking for that special spot. "Oh, please.. don't..stop!" Stacie now pleads.

You take this as your signal. You lean over and forcefully french your new conquest, also hoping to silence her squeals of desire.

Stacie's hands first flail at the unexpected entrance of your tongue into her bow-like mouth. Then as Maddy's tongue sends her into orgasm, she drops her hands down to Maddy's head as she twirls her tongue against yours.

Minutes later, Stacie is gathering herself up from her climax. You get her attention. "Before we leave, miss, could you clean my friend's sunglasses for her. They seem to be ..smudged," you smile.

Stacie takes Maddy's cumcoated sunglasses behind the counter, looking at you disdainfully. You, in turn, look at your watch. "It's about that time, Maddy!" you smile.