Department Store, page 18
As, on screen, Charles began to fuck me in the elevator I decided it was time to take, quite literally, a hand in the proceedings. Alan was engrossed in the film and enjoying the sensation of Felicity’s hand on his prick. Pete was also enjoying the same things and was proceeding toward what he saw as his goal, seducing her, not knowing Felicity was actually Alan’s for the evening and I was his.
I rose softly to my feet and moved to a position behind the couch. Pete must have assumed I was moving toward my husband and just about ignored me. He therefore jumped when I leaned over the back of the couch and ran my hands down onto his chest over the top of his tee shirt.
“Jeez. You startled me,” he whispered and both Felicity and I giggled softly. I brought my face down to the level of his ear and playfully nipped the lobe.
“You’ve got hold of the wrong girl’s tit there, sweetie.”
“What?”
I saw from the corner of my eye his hand jerk away from where he’d managed to bury it inside Felicity’s top. She pouted and then winked at me.
“She’s not yours tonight, Pete, she’s Alan’s. So, guess who is the date you are going to get lucky with?”
The look of shock on his face was a picture as I scooted round the end of the couch and plonked myself, none too gently, onto his lap, my legs flying up into the air momentarily, forcing the skirt to slide clear. With my arms wrapped around his neck he couldn’t escape as I moved in for some close contact of the lip kind. From the corner of my eye I watched as Felicity also moved to snuggle up to my husband and reach her now free hand around his neck to pull his face down to hers for a similar kiss.
After about a minute I breathlessly broke the kiss and he looked at me, his eyes filled with a combination of wonder and desire.
“Amy?”
I looked at him.
“Are you sure?”
Without answering I turned my gaze down to stare at my own exposed cleavage, knowing his eyes would follow. I was sitting sideways on his lap and the view was very definitely exciting.
* * * *
Alan was enjoying himself as well. He’d been with Amy for five years, the last three as husband and wife and he hadn’t ever thought about straying. Now an attractive scantily-clad woman who most definitely wasn’t his blonde wife had wrapped her arms around him and was kissing him soundly, her breasts moving against his arm. Amy had given him carte blanche and he had seen her sit on his friend’s knee and begin to kiss him. On screen Amy was performing her striptease in the department store electrical department and he knew what she would be doing there soon as well. Determined to enjoy himself, he gathered Felicity in his arms and began to kiss her back.
After a minute he broke the kiss and moved his lips down to the soft skin just below her chin causing Felicity to arch her back and throw her head backward, opening herself to him. He lost no time, trailing his lips down over the inviting flesh and onto the up-swell of her breast. Now his teeth came into play, nibbling gently at the flesh causing her to squirm in his arms as he moved closer to the cloth barrier covering the tip. His hand came round from behind her to cup the other breast fleetingly before moving to undo the single button holding the halter in place. The tight denim flew open revealing the lemon cups of the half-bra that left her nipples exposed to the open air. Looking up before he settled his mouth onto the enticing target, he saw his wife had twisted round to sit with her back to Pete, leaning into him and watching him as Pete nuzzled her neck and his hands played on her flat stomach. Amy winked at him and he winked back before settling his mouth over Felicity’s exposed nipple. The tiny nub of flesh hardened dramatically under the stimulus and she moaned softly.
His hand moved to pinch the other one before dropping down onto her exposed stomach, moving toward the waistband of the skirt. Felicity had also disengaged one hand from his neck and returned it to its earlier prey where it now circled and squeezed his erection, bringing a gasp in turn from him. Slowly Alan’s hand travelled down over the thin denim of the skirt and began to scrabble it up into a bunch, exposing more and more naked thigh above the pale yellow stockings. Soon the panties were in view and his hand dropped onto her mound, eliciting another moan from the woman as she shifted to spread her legs to provide him with the desired access.
Already he could feel her dampness soaking into the thin transparent fabric as his fingers traced the outline of her slit through it. Another, loader moan split the air, and he looked up from the breast he was teasing to see Pete release the bra that was now the only scant covering Amy had above the waist. Already Pete had his fingers inside her panties and was obviously manipulating her pussy at the same time.
He felt Felicity shift her attack to unzip his fly as he wormed first one, and then a second finger under the leg band of her panties to stroke the delicate folds of skin there. Like Amy, she kept her actual pussy completely shaved, he could feel some tiny hairs above it but that was all. As his freed cock sprang into her hand she moved, pushing his mouth and hands clear of her body as she jack-knifed into a position crouching above him and lowered her face to his crotch. She engulfed most of his length in one movement, his body stiffening in reaction to the warm wetness of her oral cavity.
Alan watched in disbelief as Amy raised her legs into the air and shimmied the pale blue panties off her hips, onto her legs and then folded them back onto her body to pull them free of her legs and away before lowering them again. They were splayed wide apart, giving Pete unfettered access to the prize that he immediately began to plunder. Moments later he heard a faint zipping sound as she manipulated his clothing beneath her, freeing his cock. Occasionally she had ridden her husband this way, saying it allowed him to play with all of her body whilst she did all the work and he realised he was a moment away from watching her do this to his friend.
Felicity continued to work on his cock, her mouth moving up and down its length in long swoops, alternating this with long locks and kisses from his balls to the tip. She knew his attention was elsewhere and was content for now to allow him to watch closely as Amy positioned herself to accept Pete into her. The sheer eroticism of the sight was pushing Alan closer and closer to the limit.
* * * *
I knew Alan was watching me as Felicity concentrated on blowing him, but I didn’t care. In fact I did care, I wanted him to watch as I finally granted his best friend’s wish by letting Pete sink his length into me. Mind you, I wanted them both to know I was in control, apart from the fact that Charles was controlling me via Felicity of course.
I spread my legs wide apart, feet on the edge of the couch as Pete clasped my naked breasts in his hands. The contact of his work-roughened palms with my tender engorged nipples almost made me come there and then but somehow I controlled the impulse and positioned my lower body above his cock. I arched my back by the simple expedient of leaning my head down on his shoulder and used one hand to move his turgid prick into position. I lowered my ass back down onto his stomach and guided the end into my waiting and pulsing pussy.
The feel of Pete inside of me as his fingers curled around my nipples with Alan watching was indescribable. Each time I lifted myself almost off him, before dropping back and thrusting him into me, Peter pinched my nipples and buried his lips on my neck. I knew by morning I would have one hell of a love bite but I didn’t care. I didn’t even care about Alan watching anymore, merely about obtaining my own release. Felicity moved faster as she worked on Alan’s cock, trying desperately to ensure he came at the same time I did.
Thrust after thrust brought me closer and closer to the peak.
“I’m cumming!”
The cry was torn from me and I could feel Pete swell inside me as well. My legs ached from the effort of keeping my position on his lap but at that moment nothing mattered. I screamed as the orgasm took hold and carried me away. As if from far away I could see Felicity take her mouth off Alan’s cock and pump it with her hand as he came in huge spurts all over her pretty face.
Spent, I allowed Pete to extract himself and pushed myself into a standing position. Felicity came up to me and kissed me passionately before breathing, “Clean your husband’s jism off my face.”
I had tasted my husband’s cum many, many times over the years but nothing prepared me for this. Licking his cum off her face was easily the most erotic thing I’d done so far and it was quite obvious from their expressions that both men felt very similarly. In the background you could see Charles paint my face with his cum as I licked my husband’s off Felicity’s face. I came again, unable to stop the swelling of lust within me.
She leaned back and looked at me.
“Slow down, honey. We have the second film to watch yet.”
With a start I realised my husband was now going to watch me have sex with a coloured man and another woman, watching it for the first time.
I smiled at her.
“Let’s have another beer first. Give these guys the chance to recuperate.”
“Don’t worry, Amy, we’ll give them a show that’ll recharge them. She playfully smacked my ass and grinned at me.
Chapter 36 – Monday Morning
I was still in shock on Monday morning, from the contents of the envelope Felicity had handed to me on behalf of Charles on Friday night just before I’d left. She’d given me a big hug and then told me to open the envelope. There was a note and two smaller envelopes.
Dear Amy,
I’m sorry I can’t be with you to say my goodbyes today but I wish you every success as you move on. If things don’t work out there will always be a place here for you at Chisholm’s. If nothing else, Felicity could do with an assistant and I know you have skills beyond mere typing. As a gesture of my appreciation you will find in the enclosed envelope a charge card that allows you up to a thousand dollars a month credit in our ladies wear department here. Don’t worry about the repayments, I will take care of those. Our few days together have been worth it. All the very best for the future,
Charles
I tore open the first of the smaller envelopes to reveal the charge card and a further note pinned to the back.
By the way this card is also good for two outfits a year from Melinda’s. Use them for Alan’s benefit.
Looking up I could see Felicity smiling at me.
“He said you were worth it, honey, and he meant it. Now open the other envelope, that might not be quite so much to your liking.”
The third letter was addressed to me in a handwriting I didn’t quite recognise but seemed familiar. Tearing it open I checked the signature first and then read the letter with a slight sinking feeling.
I hope you will be happy here from Monday, Amy. I am certainly looking forward to you joining our small team. Please follow the attached dress code which you will find I have modified extensively since your interview. I have arranged with my good friend, Charles, to provide you with the clothes you need via a thousand dollar clothing allowance, which he will add to the allowance I know he is already providing you with. I will see you at nine am sharp on Monday morning and I am definitely looking forward to seeing much more of you and getting to know you a lot better. As are the rest of the staff, and I am sure Charles will continue to be one of my best customers.
Yours, Ken Moore.
“Oh.”
Felicity gave me a hug.
“You’ll enjoy your new job. I know you will.”
As I read the details of the uniform I would be wearing in my new job the fluttering in my stomach increased.
* * * *
Pretty much as I’d expected, it was Mister Moore himself who let me into the back door of the shop at five minutes to nine.
“Good morning, Amy. I see you got my little note.”
I hadn’t bothered to wear a coat over the thin white translucent blouse and tight black skirt, there didn’t seem to be much point. Alan had given me a real big hug as I left and told me to enjoy myself. Since Thursday he hadn’t taken his hands off me and this morning had been no exception. I’d had to fight him off in the shower and afterward just to get ready for work. The fact that my new boss intended to use me right from the start in much the same way as Charles had didn’t seem to worry him at all. If anything it had stoked his ardour even further.
“Thank you.”
I followed him through to the front of the shop where the two young male assistants were waiting for opening time. They both did a double take when they saw me and as I saw from the glint in their eyes I knew Ken had already briefed them. They licked their lips and looked me up and down, lust glowing on their youthful faces.
“I’m just going to take Amy through into the office. Get all the forms filled in, that sort of thing. Must take down her particulars.”
The other two men sniggered.
“You are of course wearing your particulars, aren’t you, Amy?”
The chuckles from the others grated on my senses but I tried to suppress the blush that rose to my cheeks.
“Exactly as you ordered me to, sir.”
They whistled as they realised Ken hadn’t been joking when he’d told them about me.
“Follow me then please, sweetie, I can’t wait to get your particulars down.”
I meekly followed him as he led me back along the corridor at the rear of the shop into his surprisingly spacious and well appointed office. I instantly saw the three tripod mounted video cameras in the corners of the room, focused in on the area in front of his desk. The winking red lights betrayed the fact they were already switched on and recording.
He settled himself into his chair behind his desk, which was noticeably devoid of the paperwork we were supposed to be filling in.
“So, Amy, are you going to show me your particulars and then let me have them.”
I allowed a small smile to play across my lips as I reached for the hem of my skirt, ready to lift it to show him my particulars.
The End
This story will continue in the sequel “Book Store Amy”, coming soon.
About The Author
My name is Bridy, and I live in upstate New York. I’ve written for as long as I can remember, which is thanks to my parents for teaching me to read and write before I went to school. I’ve been fascinated by erotic tales all my adult life, my husband thinks they’re silly but indulges me. I won’t tell you how old I am because a lady never gives away her age. My other interest is photography but writing will always be my first love, other than my husband of course.
Bridy McAvoy, Department Store
