I’ve cleaned scanners, filled bagholders and added cash to the coffers of the SCO (self-checkout) registers. I have the illustrious task of hosting ...his den of iniquity in suburbia. It keeps me off the streets and allows me to fantasize about seducing several of my regular MILF shoppers on a random basis.There’s Julie, a brunette hottie that never wears a bra under her t-shirt and has shorts or tights that love to embrace her fantastic butt and occasionally prominent cameltoe. Lou is a 40-ish. But after a second of embarrassment I realized I meant it. I knew that I really did want to stroke his cock and take it in my mouth. The 'daddy' part seemed to fit the fantasy he had instigated."Oh yeah baby, talk to me like that while I watch you stroke, while I enjoy the view of your slim body."I did as he told me. Rubbed my cock up and down. I told him how hard he made me. I changed the camera angle slightly so more of my torso was visible for him. I tweaked my nipples and said how sensitive. .." She put a finger on my lips. "First tell me, waslast night any good?"I nodded."And did you like being submissive, and being dressed up like such apretty girl?"I blushed and nodded again."Well, then I have a proposition for you? I have the key to your manhoodlocked away safely. Spend today with me as a girl. Be my lesbian slave,and you can have the key. After all, you liked what we did last night. Atleast Mr Jhonson liked it." So you'll keep me dressed up inside this room?" I asked her."No. They were on his couch, making out, and he was beginning to make usual moves, when she stopped him, like always, and every other time he would stop, but not this time, he kept going, moving his hand further up her thigh until he was almost to her pussy. That's when she broke off the kissing and told him he needed to stop. Unfortunately for Paige, Brad had a look that he gave girls that would make them almost impossible to say no, it worked perfectly on Paige. "Do I really have to stop?" Brad.