I had been fitting out a large store and having just finished and helped get all the stock in. On the opening day it was so busy that I ended up helpi...g out at the store, filling shelves and generally keeping an eye on the customers. I saw a young lady maybe early 20’s who did not appear to be shopping but looking round very suspiciously she also did not look like the local Arab women, she had a large bag which looked like it had some of the stores clothes in. I radioed the owner and he told me. ”Vicky and Abby returned in time for the start of the third period, bringing a coffee and hot chocolate for them. Abby took Brad’s left hand and placed it high on her right leg just under the hem of her short skirt. “You know what to do,” Abby smiled, spreading her legs invitingly and giving him a sexy smile.“Yes Ma’am!” He replied, giving her a quick hand salute. Brad didn’t need any prompting, sliding his hand the last few inches to Abby’s damp pussy. He easily slid two fingers into her and. Bill reached down and cupped my ass with his hands, and I tightened up my muscles as he pulled me into him. Now things were picking up speed like they should! I undid his belt, unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the ground. I could see the outline of his swollen dick, not enormous, but proportional to his 6-foot height. I lightly traced it up and down his dick with my finger nails, just teasing a little more size out of it. I pulled the elastic of his tighty whities forward to get a look.. . Chantelle told me, Sir." "You mean, Mistress Chantelle." Slap! "Mmmmmm... Y... Yes, Sir. Mistress Chantelle. Sorry, Sir. Um, Sir?" She was almost panting. "Sir... the best way of course, is um, is directly on the skin, panties down... that way you can see... see... exactly what you are doing." "You mean just pull up the hem of your dress, and pull down your panties?" "If I'm wearing any, Sir," she giggled. "This is great fun. I always wanted to do this." As much as I was enjoying this.