But how do I go about it?"Al", could I see what you look like with no clothes on? I asked. To my amazement, she actually said yes. I told her that s...e could see what I looked like naked as well if she liked. She said, OK! So I stopped any work on my bike, closed the garage door, turned on the lights, and proceeded to kneel in front of little Al. I was shaking because I was so nervous, yet so incredibly excited. She was all mine, and she was actually standing there waiting for me to take. At least, Ray thought, the wimp wasn't hassling him."Well, you take care," Ray told the old man, rising to his feet from his shelving chore to toss the empty packing box in a nearby shopping cart. Before he had a chance to push the cart back to the store's work area and clock out to end his shift, a checker called out over the intercom for carry-out help."Ray, you handle it," the assistant manager, Larry, said while walking to him and grasping the cart handle. "I'll put this up and punch your. You fucking spectacular, naughty, sexy, little bitch. Oh god, did I cum. My teeth dug into the soft wood of the pencil, threatening to break it with the force at which I clamped down. My body shook, as wave after wave of pure fucking delight spread through me. He lowered the vibrations, so that it was just a tiny pulse that matched that of my contracting walls. Good Girl. Slowly remove the egg and suck it clean. I found the string and gently pulled it from my body, feeling the warm gush of. I went in once out of curiosity and what I saw changed me forever. Now, whenever I know I'm going to that part of town I can't keep myself from thinking about it.I always prepare carefully. I wear my favorite loose-fitting linen suit with a brand new pair of silk boxer shorts. That allows my cock plenty of room to expand, sliding against the soft fabric. I also tuck two or three handkerchiefs in my jacket pocket just in case. I take care to shower and shave and wear a freshly laundered shirt. I.