The engine started without complaint this time. A fan belt squealed as I backed out of the parking space. A horn honked at I hit the brake. My heart w...s beating fast in surprise. I looked over my shoulder and realized I had almost backed into this silver mustang. The driver was a white guy, balding and fat, in his late forties or early fifties. The Mustang was clearly a mid-life-crisismobile. A woman, probably his wife, set in the passenger seat. She was frumpy-looking, in her late forties.. We had then managed to get a job together and had continued to grow close. Bex is a beautiful blonde, around 5ft 6 and a figure to die for. Her shoulder length hair frames her cute face, with big sea blue eyes and slim soft lips. Her curving figure starts with her large 36DD breasts, above a slim toned stomach. Her small curved ass leads to long stunning legs. The only down side was the fact she knew she was beautiful and could always be a tease. Since meeting Bex and I had always flirted, but. " As much as it scared me the idea also made meexcited in a strange way. I imagined myself parading through LloydCenter completely naked, going from store to store, looking at clothesand such, trying stuff on, but not buying anything. Boys and men wouldstare at me open-mouthed and rub their crotches, making sticky messes intheir pants. My nipples and pussy started tingling. Mandy noticed Ihadn't moved and looked at me. "Hey, babe," she said and playfullyslapped my bottom. "What, you like. As you open the door, I walk up behind you, grab you by the hair and pull you back against me. I cover your mouth so you can't scream and whisper in your ear, you think you are really something but I know you are nothing more than a little cum dump teasing whore. I hate fucking whores like you that tease guys and then just walk away leaving them with a hard-on and no pussy to fuck. I then throw you against the rest room wall and you start to say soemthing but I cut you short. Don't even open.