He told me to stand up and to bend. He wanted me to show him what he was going to stick his swollen cock in. He asked me to part my cheeks as he sat t...ere on the couch with the vacum pump on his cock. He told me to come over to him and to get up on the couch where he could rim my ass. As I stood over him I slowly lowered my self down to where his tongue to touch me hole. It was freshly shaven and very clean. I would tease him while doing this by lifting my self up to where he couldn’t get his. “So what size is your girlfriend?” she asked.I didn’t have a clue.“Is she small and petite, or larger?” she asked.“She isn’t small and she isn’t large,” I replied. I looked at the clerk and added, “She is about your size, only with larger boobs." A soon as I made the comment, I knew I had screwed up. I tried to correct myself.“I mean, there is nothing wrong with your boobs,” I remarked. I apologized profusely. The store clerk smiled. “That’s OK,” she replied. “I understand.”It was an awkward. His hands undid the laces and as the dress was pushed from my shoulders his lips moved further down. Soon he was in front of me and my bare breasts were cupped in his hands. The gentleness he had shown earlier was replaced by eagerness as he took one of my nipples into his mouth and teased it with his tongue I whimpered as the feeling was amazing to me. I had been shy, I was still but he was bringing out feelings and needs I did not know I possessed. He started to bite playfully on my breast. James was ready to leave. He went upstairs and looked at the office door. ‘I’m going to have to get that fixed,’ he said, looking at his black shoe polish smeared on the side of the door. ‘Let’s put it on the calendar for tomorrow. ‘Bethany Rose, are you ready to go? How was your day?’ ‘It was fine, thank you.’ There was no sense in bothering him with the bakery girl. It was over, hopefully. As they left the store, she could feel everyone’s eyes focused on her. His courtesy with the car door.