Encounters

Pardon Me

Working in the make up department is a bitch. All day drawing women new faces while they have the nerve not to purchase anything. Every so often I go to the back room and light up some weed just to phase out.However yesterday change my mode when I met Carrie. Chunky with hourglass curves, Carrie worked in the perfume department. She lost her job at a prestigious bank here in the city and took this job as a temporary fix. I admired her story already, but nothing prepared me for what she had in store for me. 

The store usually closes around nine with two clerks to shut everything down. Working there for over two years nothing was new to me. Its Friday night and the boss wanted me to close with Carrie to show her the process. Dusting red blush onto older cheeks I turned to give my last customer a look into the hand mirror. She smiled with no effort and thanked me for the application. I assisted with bagging the purchase as Carrie swiped the card. Following the lady to the doorI gave a quick wave then locked the door. Standing in front of the cash register Carrie stood twirling her long black hair. As I walked up to meet her, I couldn’t help but notice the thick camel toe pushing through her yoga pants. Part of me wanted to cup her fat pussy in my hand, but I knew that would be a bad idea. Catching my eyes locked on her pussy she looks at me with a wicked smirk. I am not going to lie, I had no idea what to do with another woman yet I wanted to find out. Assuming that she knew I was straight I leaned in close enough to inhale sweet cherry blossom perfume. Her glossy lips trembled as she asked what was next for the night. Adjusting my plaid shirt, I told her we needed to go in the back and straighten up the products left by the make up artists.

Walking into the back room, I quickly grabbed two boxes and handed her one. As we sat on bar stools putting the products on the shelf, she dropped a make up brush. Bending over to retrieve it one her buttons came undone.Two chocolate round breast rubbed against each other as if fighting for my attention. Something in me had the guts to open her shirt and stuff those chocolate nipples in my mouth. In my mind, I was doing so many things which made drop the whole box of products onto the floor.Rushing to help she quickly grabbed the bottles then put them back in the box. I thanked her for helping me then I told her about the troublesome button. Her eyes panned to the floor as if she would detect it which made me reply,”Carrie its gone. Going back to our original plan, we turned on our stools then accidentally bumped heads. We laughed for a moment, but I realized my hand had cupped her breast as if I had recovered it from a crisis. Not shying away from my touch, she pulled me in close for a kiss.

A tall basketball frame lured her in, but I had no idea what to do next. More than just a mere fantasy, I wanted to touch her all over. The look in her kind brown eyes gave me the go ahead as I clumsy unbuttoned her white blouse. Nervously moving to each button, I felt her fingers run through my wavy hair. Her touch felt pleasant but I still didn’t know what to do yet I wanted to caress her like lovers do. As I went in for a kiss to her lips, she gazed into my light sky-blue eyes then pressed her lips against mine. 

Lip locked in lust I pushed my tongue deep inside her mouth as we linked up like two dangerous roller coasters. 

“Don’t stop kissing me.” as I paused to gaze into her eyes. 

Easily submissive yet her body commanded my attention.Not letting her know this is my first time; I felt her fat pussy through her yoga pants. Her soft protruding bulge made me thirsty for the juicy lips that sat between thick thighs. Eager at first, then moving quick with courage I slid down her pants while still kissing her lips. Her pussy begged for my tongue as give swift licks to her clit. Moans took over my insecurity making me suck her clit into my lips. Loving gently with soft kisses to her pussy left me in a surreal moment. In our own world, we suddenly noticed the lights came on through the slit at the bottom of the door. Rushing to get back to our usual the door opened as she pulled up her yoga pants. 

“Don’t stop I saw you two on my phone surveillance keep going.” the store manager said. 

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