The taxi quickly passed the bus, and we arrived in the area of the store about a half-hour before I expected her bus to stop. I had the driver drop me...down the street from the store, and paid him for the trip.As I scouted the area, I found an alleyway that ran behind the stores along the street; this was the route that larger delivery vehicles used when bringing in merchandise. Most of the back doors to the stores were standing open, as the loading bay areas also housed dumpsters and stacks of. To help him, but I was asleep. I just had to lie here while he molested me like a naughty daddy.He let out a loud groan, and I knew he was staring at my shaved pussy. I was so wet down there. Felt so sensitive without any bush. My toes curled. He rolled the panties down my legs. They passed my knees, and then they were going down my calves. He pulled them off my feet.I heard him inhale. “Oh, god, Candy, you smell so good. I’m sorry. I’m such a bad daddy, but...”He climbed onto the couch between. " I smiled at her as I unbuttoned my pants. Her eyes were glued to them - clearly not making any attempt at the same level of subtlety that I had.As I lowered them to the floor my cock sprung forward, thankfully still covered by the fabric of my boxer briefs. I hesitated a bit beforehand, but I figured if it wasn't hard now, it'd be hard later. I don't have the luxury of hiding my arousal like her."I uh... Sorry about that." I said when I finished stripping. Looking at her though, she clearly. After she dressed, I slipped my hand up under her skirt and gently rubbed her clit until my fingers and back of my hand were soaking wet. I knew that this would leave her cunt open and juiced up. She was keen for me to bring her to a climax, but I told her I would sort out her climax only when we returned and only then if she did exactly as she was told while we were out.We then left to go shopping and Charlady complained that the breeze kept lifting the back of her skirt and she was sure.