Holding my breath and gritting my teeth the first time his stiff cock started to enter my virgin ass I felt the immediate pain as he worked himself in...o me, the stretching feeling as he urged me to wiggle my ass this way and that to help the passage, he making me yelp when he clutched my thighs as a lever to fuck me.It hurt at first, Ted did say it would, but he was a great guy and considerate too, he'd well massaged lots of oil up there which had been rather nice and his mouth explorations of. "Madam what are you doing?" he asked."None of your business, this is my shop. I can take anything from here, go and do your own job." I replied him with keeping my eyes red."Agreed madam, this is your shop. You can take anything from here. But this item was kept in my charge and I was ordered to take good care of this item. I can't allow you to take it. And by the way what will you do with this thing?" he again asked.I was feared if he tells this incident to my father then he will take my. . not that anyone ever accused me of being one in the first place.After a bit I was introduced to a newcomer at our table named Linda. We exchanged the usual pleasantries, mentioned our jobs and such and then proceeded to join in the conversation going on with the others at the table. Linda was about 36 with auburn hair, and about 36C+ tits. Her jeans were tight enough to be sprayed on. She was not ingenue pretty, but I kept on looking again and again.I got up and asked another woman to dance. Something about the naughtiness of being in that heightened state, imagining a tongue between my legs, sneaking my hand under my skirt, while in plain view of a couple dozen people walking by makes the inevitable orgasm so much more intense. I’m 26, very fit, and run a sportswear store at the mall – first floor, over by the Starbucks and the bookstore. It’s one of the ones where the sales associates all wear the same athletic uniform. In our store, it changes from week to week, and I’m the one.