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The Sweet Shop

  

By (user no longer on site) OP     over a year ago

It’s another miserable grey day and as I walk to work at the

little sweet shop I can’t help but curse David, who phoned

at 7 o’clock this morning to tell me he wasn’t feeling well.

I just knew he would. It was his turn to deal with rep that

was due to arrive at 10 o’clock.

I suppose I should explain, I work in a little shop selling

traditional jars of sweets and specialist chocolates.

I have gained a few pounds since I started there, the temptation

is just too much some times. It doesn’t help when the positioning

of the shop is such that we only get two or three customers

a day. David and I take it turns to deal with the chocolate

rep, he is a horrible sweaty man who’s hair is greased back,

spotty face and wears his trousers about 3 inches too short.

David has a real hatred for him as Mr Smith, the rep, has taken

a real shine to David, and although David is gay, the thought

of Mr Smith just makes him run a mile. Just like he has done

today!

Well, I have opened up now and set up all the displays, put

the float in the till and made myself the first of many cups

of coffee, that I am sure to consume. I take a look out of the

window and see that the heavens have opened and the thought

of a wet, sweaty spotty Mr Smith is almost enough for me to

close up and go home myself.

The clock ticks closer to 10 o’clock and I have not had one

customer yet, tick, tick, tick, tick. God I wish I could

just get this over and done with. David owes me big for this.

I go into the back room and put the kettle on again and then

the dreaded door bell rings through my ears. Oh my god he’s

here. I walk back into the shop and to my surprise a woman

is standing in front of me looking like a drowned rat. She

is a little taller than me with long dark hair that is dripping

down onto her smart black suit. A tailored jacket and a short

straight skirt. She has a white blouse that was no doubt

crisp at some point this morning. It is tight and clings

to large breasts, her white bra showing through. I can’t

help but think she could easily win first prize in a wet t-shirt

competition.

I am so busy looking at her that I barely hear her introduce

herself. “Hello, my name is Dee, unfortunately Mr Smith

is unwell so I am here to in his place.” “Hello Dee”, I reply.

“You look a tad wet, would you like to take your jacket off

and Ill make you a coffee to warm up a bit, unless you are in

a hurry for your next appointment”, I say.

Dee explains that she doesn’t have any other appointments

today, she is only part time and was due to be off today, but

the chocolate company had called her in at the last minute

to cover for Mr Smith.

There was something about Dee, although married with two

kids, I couldn’t help but find her attractive. She was now

sitting in front of me and I realised there that there was

a real chemistry between us. Did she feel the same attraction

to me?

She started talking to work and I was a little disappointed

that it wasn’t any more interesting, well if only I had know

what she had in store for me. She asked if I could give her

a hand getting the samples case out her car, which was parked

at the back of the shop. I protested a little as the rain was

still coming down and 30 seconds in the rain would be enough

for me to be in the same wet t-shirt contest and give Dee a

run for her money.

I explained we could go through the back of the shop, at least

we wouldn’t get quite so wet. As I opened the back storeroom

door and stepped outside I realised how wrong I was and was

instantly soaked through. Dee started to laugh, as we ran

across to the car and picked up the case. It became obvious

it had been a ploy to get me wet as the case was not heavy and

Dee could easily have managed it by herself. We carried

the case into the store room and just couldn’t stop laughing.

We were struggling between the shelves stacked high with

sweets and chocolates and fell together. The mood changed

and for a split second I thought she was going to kiss me.

She didn’t’ and I felt a twinge of disappointment as I realised

my clit was reacting to the moment and twitched. Dee asked

how many customers we have and I told her that the morning

rush was over and probably wouldn’t get another one just

before I close at 5 o’clock. I didn’t realise she just wanted

to know how much time we had.

Dee suggested that we get on with samples but said she wanted

to try a new sales pitch and wondered if I would mind being

the guinea pig. Hey, anything to make the day go quicker,

and Dee seemed like she would make this fun.

Dee told me to sit on the high stool which was perched under

the till desk, which had moved and placed in the middle of

the room. She explained how there was a new range of filled

chocolates that I should try. She explained how each was

filled with a gooey centre with flavours such as chocolate,

strawberry, peach, orange and then the liqueur ones as

well. She suggested we play a little game and pulled a blindfold

out of her case and walk around the back of me. She was standing

so close that I could feel her erect nipples pushing into

my back. Another twinge of my clit She gently tied the black

silk material, covering my eyes and depriving me of my main

sense. She was explaining how all the other senses compensate

when one is lost. She wanted to experiment.

She then stood in front of me to try the first one, I couldn’t

see it, but I could smell the chocolate and already knew

this one was strawberry. I poked my tongue out, searching

the air for the sweet, she was teasing me, just putting it

close enough for me to taste, and then moving it out of the

way. After a few attempts she laughed and apologised and

held it close enough but told me to bite it in half to really

experience the soft centre. All this teasing and sensory

deprivation, hearing her giggle was turning me on and I

began to realise that she really did feel the chemistry

between us and was enjoying every moment of this experience.

I bit gently into the chocolate and realised that the centre

was dribbling down my chin, I had an awful feeling that I

was wearing a little medal on my shirt too. Dee’s voice changed,

soft and gentle but seductive with it. She said I appeared

to be making a bit of a mess and asked if she could help clear

it up. I accepted, feeling a bit foolish, expecting this

poor woman to get a tissue and wipe my chin. How wrong was

I?

The first touch took me totally by surprise, I soon realised

that she was not using a tissue but the tip of her tongue.

She was telling me off for making a mess and my clit twinged

again and again and she slowly moved her tongue up and over

my chin towards my lips. I eagerly awaited her tongue, knowing

that it was going to end up meeting mine, but she stopped

just short each time. Finally, when I could resist no more

and as her tongue came up to meet my lips I pushed my tongue

out to meet hers. As they met, it sent an electric shock running

straight through me, and she sighed, sounding as relived

as me. We kissed for what seemed like hours exploring each

others mouths, tongues probing. My pussy was getting wetter

by the second and things were getting very heating.

I suggested we move into the rear room, not much space but

I really wouldn’t want a customer walking in on this. Dee

helped me out of the blind fold and I can see in her eyes she

wants more, much much more. As we walk into the store room

Dee grabs my waist and pulls me close to her, thrusting her

tongue into my mouth again. She then points out the drip

of strawberry cream on my still damp shirt, I then realise

that it had landed on a very erect nipple. Dee says, “I missed

a bit”, and lowered her head down to my waiting nipple and

takes it along with shirt and bra underneath into her mouth

and sucks it clean. I can’t help but let out a whimper as my

excitement builds.

“I want some more”, she says as she starts to unbutton my

blouse, made difficult with it being damp. She reaches

the last button and slowly places her hands inside. Moving

them gently up the centre of my body until they reach my breasts.

She rests them there for a moment or two and then slides them

around the back opening my blouse as she does. The chill

catches me by surprise but even more so as Dee managed to

undo my bra in a split second. She is obviously an expert

at this and I start to wonder whether she is really a rep or

just a sexual predator that happens to have picked on me

today. I suddenly think of my husband and pang of guilt goes

through me, then I wish he was here to watch this. A threesome

has always been a joint fantasy. Suddenly, I realise I am

totally free and Dee is suckling on one erect nipple and

massaging the other with a hand. My breasts are heaving,

her warm breath exiting my pussy more and more.

I explain to Dee that I had never done anything like this

before and ask her if I can do the same to her. She replies

with a “too right you will”. I clumsily grope around trying

to unbutton her and it is not long before we are both free

and standing nipple to nipple. I drop my head down and cup

her breast in my hand and take her nipple in my mouth. She

tastes so sweet and I wonder whether she has covered herself

in chocolate and strawberry sauce before coming into the

shop.

Dee’s hand is slowly moving down on the outside of skirt

and gently rubs my pussy mound from the outside. I can’t

believe how wet and I am, and I start to worry that my juices

will be running down my legs before long. She moves her hands

around and undoes my skirt which falls to fall and quickly

moves her hand back and eases her hand inside the front of

knickers. Dee comments on how wet I am and says she can’t

wait to taste that as well.

I can feel I have lost control and am totally at her disposal.

She drops to her knees and pushes my legs apart. I can feel

her tongue slowly travelling up the inside of my thigh.

My clit is twitching and twitching with each movement.

God I think I’m going to come the second she touches my bud.

She moves her hand up to follow the wet trail she has left

with her tongue and then without warning pushing her fingers

deep inside my pussy. Fucking me with her hand, leaves me

screaming with pleasure as my whole body twitches on orgasm.

She then moves her tongue to my slit and slowly moves it back

and forth just touching the edge of my clit, bringing me

to the edge and then backing off again. What a teasing bitch!

But I was enjoying every second of it. So much so that neither

of us had heard the doorbell go. Then just as I was coming

around from yet another electric orgasm, I realised my

husband was standing in the doorway. I felt like I wanted

to close his mouth for him, he was totally gob smacked. I

started to apologised but then realised he had obviously

been standing there a little while. His trousers were bulging.

Dee and I looked at each other and without a word being said

we both knew what to happen next. We both grabbed hold of

him and Dee shoved her tongue inside his mouth so that he

could taste me. I was busy getting his trousers off, trying

to get the hard cock that was eagerly waiting to be sucked.

As I took his dick out I enclosed it within my mouth, taking

him to the back of my throat and sucking hard. He gasps with

pleasure and I thought he was going to come on the spot.

Dee then moved down to join me on her knees and we took it in

turns, licking his balls, taking the tip of his knob and

our mouths, licking his shaft. We would stop every so often

and kiss each other, sharing the pre cum that was oozing

from his cock.

Dee was in total control of the situation and told him to

lie on the floor. I stepped over him and slowly slid my dripping

pussy lips over his cock. Everything was so sensitive,

I could feel his hardness pushing my lips apart and then

POP as he was inside me, god it felt good. I was moving up and

down on him loving every second, feeling each stroke as

his tip hit the spot, making me wanting to come over and over

again. Dee and assumed a similar position, but this time

she had his tongue her and she was fucking that just as well.

Our hands playing with each others nipples, sucking and

licking and kissing. My husband appeared to be enjoying

all this, but then took control. He rolled me over onto my

knees and told me he wanted to fuck me whilst I licked pussy.

Dee and I were happy to oblige. She tasted so sweet and so

so wet. I spread her lips and slid my tongue from her hole

up to her clit, and then took the erect bud into my mouth and

sucked it hard. Rubbing my face into her pussy as I sucked.

Meanwhile hubby was fucking me good and hard, god it was

ecstasy. We moved around again and this time I was bend over

a shelf with him fucking me from behind, he was ramming for

England and I was sure he going to explode. I think we all

were! Dee was on her knees below us moving her tongue back

and forth between my clit and his balls. It wasn’t long,

I came so hard my juices were running down my legs. Hubby

exploded like never before. Dee was insatiable and one

he had withdrawn and sat down Dee wanted more. She wanted

to taste the mingled juices and laid me down to get her tongue

to work again inside my cum filled pussy. I got myself into

the right position and hubby was more than happy to watch

as me lay in a 69 position, coming again and again as our tongues

worked in and out of our pussies. Sucking and licking each

others clit, until me were exhausted.

Once we had finished and dressed again, we all sat together.

When I looked up at the clock I realised it was 5o’clock and

time to close for the day. I couldn’t believe we had been

going all day. As she left the shop I couldn’t wait for next

month and hoped that Mr Smith would be sick again. Dee said

as she Ill just have to make him another special coffee,

the I gave him this morning seemed to work! I then realised

it had all be orchestrated by her. I didn’t mind how it had

happened, it just had and what a wonderful experience.

It is such a shame that Mr Smith keeps getting upset stomachs,

although it only ever seems to be on the day he is due to come

to our shop. David is really good, he takes the day off ever

month and I don’t tell the boss. And Hubby, well he comes

to have lunch once a month with his wife and her rep!!

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