Never out of Debt (Closed for Charitybimbo)

[charitybimbo]

Diana knew how their shopping trip was likely to go, so she had put on a long, loose skirt that Brad could easily hike up, and a tank top that left her tummy bare and hugged her breasts like a coat of paint. A pair of sandals completed the outfit - underwear would just get in the way.
She knew that he would be almost as eager as she was, so she waited patiently for him to get ready. She tried not to think about the money problems they were dealing with, or the disturbing dreams she had had about Bobby Joe. She felt her pussy clench just at the thought of it, but she pushed it out of her mind, thinking of the sexy things she could buy to tantalize Brad with.
It didn’t have to be a crazy expensive trip, she told herself. Just some nice lingerie and maybe a new pair of shoes. She was squirming when he finally came out, ready to go.
“Breakfast?” she said, slightly disappointed. But she forced herself to smile. “Let’s do it!”
They would eat, and there would still be plenty of time to shop and to fuck after. She checked her phone. They had to be at the Silver Slipper, but they had plenty of time. She hoped they did, anyway.

 

[Rocket1010]

The tone in which Diana said breakfast seemed to say to Brad that she wanted to go right to the store. She must have forgot the stores didn't open until 10 am and they had about an hour and a half to kill. He smiled at her outfit when they walked to the car, betting she didn't wear underwear. He had, by now, in their relationship knew just how excited Diana got when she shopped, especially for lingerie.

On the drive he enjoyed the view of the nipples sticking out from the tank top. At the small diner they stopped at, the men's eyes popped out seeing her large breasts pushing against the tight tank top. He saw some of the men, oggling her bare midrift and thought they were wishing they were sitting in the booth with her.

Half way through breakfast Brad could see Diana was getting antsy, wanting to get to the mall. He enjoyed seeing her shift from on leg to the other, her large breast moving like a pendulum back and forth. Finally the meal was over and they left the diner and Brad smirked knowing they would be the first ones into the store.

The Victoria Secrets store was one of Diana favorites and everytime they shopped at the store, Diana got super excited, sometimes giving him a blow job on the way home. Walking into the store, they saw Sylvia, one of their favorite salesladies. They exchanged pleasentries with Sylvia telling Diana they had a new line of lingerie come in a few days ago. Brad could see Diana was getting more excited at the thought of buying some lingerie.

Sylvia took them to the back room where they would have some privacy, telling Brad to sit tight while she took Diana to the dressing room. When they returned his mouth dropped open when he laid eyes on the Blue Lace outfit Diana was wearing. Sylvia explained the design about how the cups fit her breasts perfectly. He could see the smoke in her eyes when she looked at him and then gave him a cute curtsy before leaving.

When they returned with Diana wearing a skimpy black strap and mesh stocking outfit Brad felt his cock respond. "That looks great on you babes," he said and then got another surprise. Sylvia told them how easy the top is easily removed and Brad's cock grew thicker and harder. He was ready to attack her and maybe ask the beautiful Sylvia if she wanted to join in. But then they turned, laughing, returning to the dressing room.

He got the same reaction when Diana appeared with a smiling Sylvia wearing a Pink Lace Outfit Brad wanted to jump out of the soft leather chair, as Diana gave him a sexy pose. He saw Sylvia admiring her too and then they chuckled and were gone.

On the fourth trip, Brad nearly lost it, seeing Diana wearing a Black mesh top with Red mesh thong and nylons . His mouth hung open and he could see the soft smiles on their faces as Diana strutted for his viewiing pleasure. Then he got another surprise when Sylvia told Diana to turn so he could see how nice the outfit looks from behind. He got a big surprise when Sylvia gave Diana a playful swat, telling him how Diana had a nice ass just begging to be spanked. Brad was wondering where this shopping was going as Sylvia had never, in the past, acted so friendly with Diana.

"So Diana which one do you like? I know Brad likes them all from his reactions." Brad looked at Diana who seemed ready to burst into a huge orgasm just shopping for sexy lingerie. Sylvia chuckled seeing the look on both their faces. "I do have more oufits Diana if you want to keep trying them on."

 

[charitybimbo]

It wasn’t til they got outside and all the shadows were in the wrong places that Diana realized just how early it was. She giggled softly, a little embarrassed, because the way Brad was smiling he knew exactly what was going on with her. Somehow, him knowing how horny she was made her hornier. Breakfast was a hot stew of frustration and anticipation, and the looks from the other men at the diner only made it worse.

She ordered waffles with strawberries and whipped cream, and made breakfast a nearly pornographic performance of licking whipped cream off of the strawberries. It wasn’t like she was actually hungry. Hell, she was usually still in bed at this time. She could tell Brad was enjoying the show. So were the other men, and she was about to crawl out of her skin by the time they got up to leave.

Still, Brad wanted a show, and she gave him one. With each new outfit, she could see the tent in his pants growing. When Sylvia swatted her ass, though, she could barely hold back a moan.

“I think we’ll take all of them,” she said, her voice shaky. Every nerve was on fire. She almost peeled off the last outfit she was wearing right there, but Sylvia shook her head no.

Diana followed her back to the dressing room and asked her to wrap them up, while she gathered up her skirt and top. As soon as the salesgirl had gone, she opened the door, letting Brad see her naked body, and beckoned to him.

“I fucking need you,” she whispered, practically weeping with excitement.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad couldn't hold back a chuckle when Diana told Sylvia she would take all the outfits. He knew it was worth the money, knowing she would prance around the condo in one of the outfits, teasing him until he chased her, caught her, and fucked her.

Staring at his girlfriend, there was no doubt by the searing look in Diana's deep blue sexy eyes that her fuck needle was pointing to needing a good solid fuck. When she began to remove the sexy outfit, Sylvia had to intervene and Brad wondered about the sexy saleslady. Was she afraid she might be drawn into a triangle?

He could tell by the way she strutted with Sylvia to the dressing room, she was up to something and Brad was all for it. They had made love in some very open public spaces, almost getting caught. When Sylvia came out, holding the sexy lingerie, she had a big smile on her face. Walking past Brad, Sylvia whispered, "I'll be watching you."

It was then that Brad saw the dressing room door open and a very naked Diana was motioning to him and saying in a low voice, “I fucking need you.”

Brad wore a big smile as he entered the small dressing room. Taking her into his arms, he felt her fingers working on pulling his t-shirt over his head and then they began unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans. "Wow baby, this shopping trip really turned you on," he moaned pulling her lips to his as her hands found his semi-hard cock.

Breaking the kiss, Brad glanced up to see the security camera used to prevent patrons stealing clothes. He had a feeling Sylvia was in the office watching them. "I'm so turned on babe," he said thinking they would give Sylvia a hot show.

Pushing her against the wall, he grabbed her wrists and pulled them over her head, pinning her to the wall. He kissed her roughly while his hips ground against hers, letting her feel his growing hardness. Then pulling away, he sat on the bench and pulled her down onto her knees. "Before I fuck you hard ...... you need to make sure I'm fully ready for your hot cunt." He didn't have to force her, watching her head begin to dip knowing Sylvia was about to see an expert cocksucker doing what she really enjoys.

 

[charitybimbo]

Brad kissed her and her tongue slihered around his, eagerly, and she started undressing him as his hands caressed her naked body. Then he broke the kiss, and looked up. She followed his eyes to the camera, and thought about what Sylvia had just said. "I'll be watching you."

She felt a shiver of excitement at the thought of someone watching them, seeing her naked body, maybe wanting her.

Then Brad grabbed her wrists, pinning them against the wall over her head and she gasped. She was trembling with arousal when he started kissing her again, grinding into her. She moaned into his kiss, more than ready for him to take her right there. But he had another idea. He sat down on the bench, and dragged her onto her knees in front of him. she was in a frenzy of excitement by then, she didn't need him to tell her what to do, she was already opening his pants.

He was ready, she knew, as soon as she pulled his cock out. She grinned, her eyes glassy with lust, and took him in her mouth. She was so horny, she just needed his cock, and having him in her mouth was so hot. His cock was hard, hot, silky smooth, and she was frantic with lust. She started bouncing her head up and down as if her life depended on it, slurping loudly, moaning sweetly.

She took him all the way down her throat and looked up at him, so pleased with herself, knowing she was a good little cocksucker. She held him in her throat for a few seconds, and then pulled back to breathe in.

"I love your cock," she whispered. She didn't say his name, because last night she had said the wrong name. She didn't want to make that mistake again. "Am I your dirty little girl? Do you want to fuck me, baby? Please?"

Without waiting for his answer, she slid his cock back in her mouth, bouncing her head up and down, slobbering on it.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad watched Diana with complete joy as she pulled his cock out and then looking up at him as if she had just opened a special present. He loved how, when she was hot and horny, she had a devil may care attitude. He was sure she knew she was being watched on camera and he wondered if knowing she was being watched turned her on even more than usual. It sure seemed that way when her mouth began to attack his cock with a vengance.

He looked up at the security camera knowing that if Sylvia or anyone else was watching, they were getting a great show. He held his breath and closed his eyes when she sank her mouth onto his rod, taking him into her throat. The way her throat muscles contracted around his fleshy cock, sent tremors to every nerve ending in his body. If Sylvia was watching, he was sure she was probably feeling her pussy moisten with lust.

"Yeah baby," he moaned breathlessly. "You're my dirty little slut and I want to shove my hard cock so fucking deep into her hot cunt and hear you scream." His cock throbbed with excitement and his fingers tightened in her blonde hair as her mouth, with a gluttony appeitite for his cock, began to devour it. As she fucked her mouth, he didn't have to guide her, watching her hand stroke his cock while her salvia covered his veiny muscle.

When she pulled off, he groaned, seeing her teeth scrap along the exposed veins and then nip at the blood engorged head. Her eyes stared up at him, conveying the one thing she wanted, his cock buried deep in her pussy. "Stand up baby ..... time to feed my dirty little girl."

He chuckled at the knowing grin on her face as she stood and he admired her nakedness. He grabbed her leg, pulling it up onto the bench, exposing her wet pussy. "Mmmmm baby you look so delicious," he moaned as his fingers traced the outline of her pussy. "Just a taste before you get my cock," he whispered as he knelt in front of her.

Feeling her fingers coil into his hair, he saw her look up at the security camera. He smiled as his fingers slid into her wet crevice and his tongue flattened, sliding up and down feeling her love juices coat it. When his tongue slid between the soft pedals, he felt her fingers pull on his hair as he found her clit and teased it. Brad felt her hips grinding against his face while her hands pulled his head into the soaking wet crevice.

Pulling back, he was gasping for breath, looking up to see her tweaking her nipples as if showing off for the security camera. Was Sylvia watching? And if she was, was she enjoying the show?

Brad's cock needed attention and he stood, grabbing his cock and rubbing it over the wet velvety flesh. "This is what you want ...... isn't it baby ..... a nice long thick cock ...... to fill your slutty and nasty cunt." He heard her moan and he didn't wait for an answer, he knew what she loved. Thrusting hard, his cock splt open the muscles around her vagina and sliding into the hot cauldron of lust causing him to groan as her pussy began to squeeze his cock hard.

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana moaned around the big, thick piece of meat in her mouth when Brad called her his dirty little slut. Her pussy flexed, hungry for his cock, but she was having so much fun sucking it, she didn't want to stop. She shivered with excitement, and caressed his balls.

When they'd met, she had been a nice girl. Not that she had never sucked a dick, but she'd never really gotten turned on by it. And if any of her other boyfriends had called her a slut, she'd have slapped them. Brad made her horny in ways that those other guys never had. She told herself it was because she loved him, she wanted to make him happy. Part of her knew that it was darker than that. He paid for everything - he took care of her, he took her shopping. He put a dollar value on how much he wanted her and damn if it didn't make her horny.

When he told her to stand up, she did, her legs trembling. She grinned at him, panting, her chin glistening with saliva. He put her foot on the bend, and knelt between her legs and she moaned. He was good with his tongue. She gripped his hair as he slid it along her sopping pussy. He teased her expertly, but thankfully not for too long. She needed his cock.

She also knew it had been too long fot Sylvie to bag their purchases. She looked up at the camera, wondering if the salesgirl was watching them right now.

"Yes, Brad," she whispered, as he stood and rubbed his cock against her pussy. "I fucking need it."

As he slid into her, she wrapped her legs around his waist. Her thighs rested on the points of his hips and she fucked him as much as he fucked her. She arched back, taking him deep as he pinned her against the wall.

"Fucking kiss me before I scream," she whispered. She was trembling, whimpering, on the brink of a massive orgasm.

 

[Rocket1010]

He was buried balls deep in her pussy and started thrusting hard as her words of how she fucking needed his cock resonated in his ears. Over the years together, he came to know she loved cock both sucking until he exploded and being fucked in all sorts of positions and places. But fucking in a dressing room was a first and the thought of Sylvia or anyone else watching excited him.

Her thighs were like a vice, squeezing him as they each thrust with expert precision. His hands held each fleshy ass cheek, helping to support her as he pushed her against the wall. Every time he pulled back, so did she and then their bodies collided over and over, their breathing becoming harsh and rough. As he pushed her back against the wall, he felt her arms squeezing his neck, her eyes ablaze with excitement as she whispered harshly, "Fucking kiss me before I scream."

Brad didn't hesitate knowing first hand what was about to happen, she was close to orgasm heaven. His mouth found hers and he welcomed her tongue pushing into his mouth as his tongue slithered around the searching muscle. Her insistent moans gave evidence she was getting close and the kiss broke only for a millisecond before it was his turn to smake his tongue into her mouth feeling her suck on it with fervor.

They were both getting close and he wondered if Sylvia watching? He hoped she was because she was about to get a great show. Their tongues continued to take turns plunging into each other while his their hips collided. The way her arms were squeezing him and her breasts were pressing against his naked chest, she was about to climax.

Pulling his lips from hers, he was gasping and knew she was close. "Your cunt is so fucking tight baby ..... cum for me baby ..... coat my cock with your hot juices and then you can suck my cock just like you love to do ..... I have so much creamy cum for my baby."

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana held tight, her legs wrapped around Brad's waist, her arms around his neck. His cock drilled into her, and then she screamed. His mouth covered hers, muffling the sound, but nothing could control the spasms of ecstasy that shook her body. Her nails dug into his shoulders through his shirt, and her feet kicked at his hips. The high of orgasm hit her harder than she could ever remember. Maybe it was the risk of doing it in the dressing room, maybe it was the possibility of someone watching them.

Whatever the reason, she felt like her whole self was exploding, reduced to tiny atoms of liquid fire, and then coming back together. His cock slid in, and their bodies slapped together, and she exploded again, and again, and again. Every time she thought that it must finally be over, that there was nothing left, that she couldn't feel any more pleasure, it hit her again. Another shudder, another scream, another surge of pleasure.

When it finally stopped, she pulled back, panting, gazing into his eyes. Nobody had ever made her cum like that before. She stared at him, awestruck, as he slid his cock in and out, in and out. And out. He slipped free of her pussy and she whimpered. His hands were lowering her. She gave a breathless giggle as her feet found the floor, and she knelt.

She wrapped her lips around the head of his cock and started sucking, bobbing her head up and down eagerly, not taking her worshipful eyes off him.

 

[Rocket1010]

If someone was outside the thin dressing room door, they would have heard the scream of lustful pleasure. But at that point Brad didn't care if anyone heard them as his lover, bounced wildly on his cock in the throes of a massive orgasm. It was all he could do to hold her, feeling each spasm of her pussy clenching his cock, urging him to fill her with his hot creamy seed.

As her orgasm never seemed to stop, he kissed her hard, hearing each scream of pleasure in his mouth and feeling her fingernails digging deep into his shoulders. The intensity of her orgasm was somethng new. Was it the dressing room? The sexy lingerie he was buying for her? Or was it the idea of the thinking Sylvia was watching them? He didn't know nor did he care.

He was loving every second of her massive climax as he tried hard not to explode inside her. It was hard trying not to fill her hungry cunt but somehow he managed to hold off. He wasn't sure how he did it but when she started to come down, he slipped his cock out and watched as she slid down to the floor, pushing him until he sat on the small bench.

He let out a loud moan when he saw her wrap her fingers around his aching cock and begin to slowly stroke it. Then he saw her do something that sent a thrill through him. She turned her head sideways and pulled her long blonde hair away from the side of her face and he knew she was positioning her head for the security camera.

Brad always loved it when she sucked his cock but somehow this was different. Instead of attacking it, he saw her take the head in her mouth and begin to bob her head up and down while her hand stroked whatever didn't fit in her mouth. Then she pulled off and he watched her head tilt sideways, seeing her tongue slip up and down the side of his cock, her eyes never leaving his as if she was playing to the camera. A violent shiver tore through him as she licked her nectar from his cock.

Up and down her tongue and lips went, caressing the veins of his meaty muscle and then he let out a distinctive growl when he felt her fingers slide down to rub his cum-filled balls. "Ohhhhh fuck baby keep that up and you're going to get a huge load of hot creamy cum."

When she squeezed his balls hard and looked up at him, he knew she was just teasing and that soon she would enjoy the taste of his jism. "I want to cum so bad baby," he called out not caring if someone was outside listening. The urge .... the want ..... the need inside his body was so great.

And when she smiled up at him and covered the se"nsitive helmet again and began to really suck his cock, he could no longer hold back. "FUCK ..... FUCK ..... FUCK ..... ohhhhhh baby I'm going to fill your nasty mouth," he groaned feeling his cock throb like it never had as the first blast filled her mouth. Then another and another until he saw the white frothy and bubbly cream slipping out of her mouth while she tilted her head toward the camea as if to show off her expertise.

 

[charitybimbo]

The taste of her own juices was almost overwhelming as Diana slid Brad's cock in her mouth, and she felt her pussy quivering. She had cum unbelievably hard, and in that moment, she knew her pussy couldn't take another stroke. But now that it was empty, she wanted more. She wanted so much more. She slurped on Brad's cock and looked up at him, and tried to ignore the part of her brain that was imagining different men looking down at her.

When he started telling her wanted to cum, she started going faster, pumping him in her fist and mouth, teasing his balls with her other hand, working her tongue frantically. She could feel his cock throbbing, and the sound of his groans was different than she was used to. As if this was getting him as hot as it had her? She went at it even faster. And then he started spurting in her mouth.

She pulled back and opened wide, resting the head of his cock on her tongue, so he could see the hot goo shooting into her open mouth. Her hand stroked him, milking him. Cum overflowed, spilling off her tongue, over her lips, down her chin. Drops splattered on her tits and her thighs. She swallowed, but it kept cumming, and then it slowed. She stroked him with her mouth again, slower now, bringing him down.

She finally sat back on her heels and let his cock slip free of her lips. She was breathing hard as she grinned at him.

"You make me so fucking hot," she whispered. Then she looked down at herself and giggled. "I don't suppose you want to grab a towel, do you?" She dabbed at the drops of cum with her finger, bringing them too her lips and licking them up. She glanced up at the camera and blushed. For some reason, she thought of Bobby Joe. She wasn't sure why, but suddenly it was really important that he see that she wasn't beaten by this situation.

"Do you think I could get some shoes for tonight?" she said.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad was literally exhausted from the way Diana teased and sucked his cock until he exploded. He was still trying to catch his breath, hearing that he made her so hot. "I don't have a towel babe," he responded looking that the gooey mess on her body. Then when she tasted some of his cum and looked at the camera, he saw her blush. Then there was a knock on the door just as she asked about buying some shoes for tonight.

"I'm sorry to interrupt." It was Sylvia and there was a definite hesitation in her voice. "Uhmmm .... Ahhhh ..... I have a towel if you need it."

Brad knew then that she watched them and wondered if any of the other staff enjoyed the show. "Just a minute," he called out, slipping on his boxers. Opening the door, he saw Sylvia had a funny smile on her face as she handed him a towel, looking past him at his naked girlfriend.

Brad wasn't sure if he should invite the sexy salelady into the small dressing room. He decided against it, telling her, "Thank you."

Turning to his gorgeous naked girlfriend, he chuckled. "Well I guess that answers the question about if someone was watching us," he said. Handing her the towel, he smiled. "Yes we can go to the shoe store and buy you some shoes for tonight." Then as an afterthought, he added, "I have a feeling, from the look on Sylvia's face ...... she may want to hook up with us or maybe just you. It'll be interesting to see if she gives us her phone number when we leave."

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana blushed even harder when Sylvia offered them a towel.

"Thanks," she mumbled, trying to cover herself with her hands. Then Brad handed her the towel and started talking about Sylvia hooking up with them, and she lowered her eyes.

"You know I'm not into girls that way," she said gently, wiping his cum off of her. Though it was hot to think of the salesgirl watching them on the security camera, Diana had never felt any kind of desire for another woman. When she was clean, she dressed, and stood. She kissed Brad.

"You can't blame me for wanting to keep you all to myself, can you?" she whispered to him.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad smiled at Diana, "I know you're not into girls. But the way she looked at you,, I got the impression she has never laid eyes on such a beautiful woman like you. And "

After she cleaned his cum off her, he took the towel and wiped himself and then got dressed.

They kissed after dressing and he smiled when she told him he couldn't blame her for keeping him to herself. "No I can't and I surely don't want to share you with anyone else," he said giving her another kiss before they exited the dressing room.

Sylvia was waiting for them, holding two large bags with their purchases. She wore a bright knowing smile as she asked, "How are you going to pay for your purchases?"

Brad returned her smile. "I'll pay for it with my credit card."

"Great." She looked at Diana and told her, "why don't you look at our new line of lingerie over in the corner while I take care of the bill. The new line is scheduled to be released next month. We can pre-order if you see anything you really like."

Brad followed Sylvia to the counter, seeing Sylvia smile when she saw Diana head to the display. As she began to run his credit card, she said, "It was very interesting watching you two on the monitor. I must say Diana appears to quite experienced in a certain art. And you have nothing to be ashamed of either."

Brad was flabbergasted knowing she was referring to Diana sucking his cock and he fucking her. He felt a swell of pride that Sylvia noticed. "Um .... ahhhh .... thank you," he said somewhat sheepishly and he noticed she seemed completely at ease talking about it.

"If you and Diana want a copy of the video ..... I would gladly make you a copy."

Brad felt a little uncomfortable knowing Sylvia had a video and he wondered if she could post it somewhere on social media. "Ummm I don't know ..... let me talk it over with Diana."

"Hey no problem. Let me know if you want a copy." Sylvia hesitated for a moment and then added, "If you and Diana ever break up .... look me up."

Brad couldn't believe what he was hearing. His girlfriend was not more than 20' away and he was being hit on. He took his card and receipt and headed to where Diana was browsing. "Let's get out of here and go shoe shopping."

They walked out into the mall concourse and before Diana could ask, Brad told her what Sylvia told him about the video and hitting on him. And then he added quickly, "I don't have any interest in that woman Diana. You are the only woman I want and you are more than enough woman for me." His last statement was true. Being with Diana was special and especially the sex. It seemed they both were on the same wavelenght.

“What do you think about having a copy of our little performance?”

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana shrugged when Brad mentioned the way Sylvia had looked at her. It wasn’t that she hadn’t noticed. It wasn’t that it wasn’t kind of flattering. It was just that she was a little shocked by how hot it was to think of someone watching her… watching THEM, she corrected herself. She had always liked being looked at - it made her feel sexy. That was one of the great things about Brad, he never seemed to get over staring at her. And she never got over being stared at.

Having someone watch them getting nasty was something new, though, and she had to admit she liked it. It didn’t make her want Sylvia, but it made her think. She smiled when Brad said he didn’t want to share her, but when he went to pay for their purchases, she frowned. It wasn’t that she wanted him to share her - she was horny, but she was always faithful. But somehow, she was just a little sad. She was looking at the new line that was coming out, trying not to think about why what he had said disappointed her, when he came and led her out.

She was going to ask him what the rush was, but before she could even ask, he told her. Her eyes nearly fell out of her head. She blushed, fiercely. God, she had been looking right at the camera, she had been thinking about being watched, but it hadn’t even occurred to her that she might be recorded. Before she could even swallow that, he told her the rest, and her spine stiffened.

“Oh, that little fucking whore,” she growled. She grabbed Brad’s hand, walking faster, as he protested that she was enough. But how much longer would that be true? Now the seed was planted, how long before Brad’s dick wanted something new?

She almost walked past the shoe store, but at the last minute she turned inside. She had wanted shoes because almost all her shoes were sexy heels, not great for a whole evening on her feet, working. The others were for working out, or hiking, or the beach. She had nothing to wear as a waitress at a night club. The trouble was that now she was pissed off at Sylvia for hitting on Brad, and disappointed that Brad didn’t want to share her, and unhappy with herself for even wanting Brad to want to share her.

“What about those?” she said, pointing to over the knee platform stilettos that were maybe worse than anything else she had. But they looked tough. There really wasn’t much about Diana that was tough, but she maybe with those boots.

“If you want to see the video, we’ll get the video,” she said, a little frosty. “I assume you got her contact info.”

But she knew at least half the reason she was pissed was because the only way to get the video was to have him ask her for it. Because she definitely wanted to watch it.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad saw that his conversation with Sylvia did not set well with Diana. At first he wasn't sure why but when she growled and spit out the words in a very aggressive tone that she was a fucking whore, he had an idea of why. She didn't like the idea of some other woman hitting on him and it made him feel like she thought he was special and she was jealous that some other woman would want him.

Was she afraid he was going to stray? He thought of how Sylvia looked at him when she handed him the towel. He didn't realize it at the time but now thinking about it, her eyes did stray to his still semi-hard cock when he took the towel from her. Did she think they were swingers? He had to admit, he did wonder what she looked like naked and what would have happened had she joined them. He shook his head a little, he shouldn't be thinking such thoughts. But hell, wouldn't any red blooded male think that, especially when you're in a sexy lingerie shop and all the salesladies are dressed so sexily as to intice illicit thoughts?

He was lost in thought as they walked hand in hand in the spacious mall corridor. He saw a few men look their way as they passed. They weren't looking at him. No their complete attention was on the sexy woman next to him and he could see it in their eyes, they were undressing Diana. What if she got hit on and he wondered if she ever found other men more attractive than him. What would he say to her if some guy wanted to hook up with her.

His thoughts were interrupted when he felt the sudden tug on his hand and they entered the store. There were dozen of shoe racks holding a variety of shoe and boot styles. He smiled when she asked him about the knee high platform stilettos. "Mmmm let me think about it," he said in thoughtful tone. He thought about the Silver Slipper Club and assumed Diana would be on her feet for a few hours serving drinks to the patrons.

He was still thinking about the knee high boots when she told him that if he wanted to get the video, they'll get it. He noted the chilly tone in her voice and she added in the same tone that she assumed he had her contact info. She was pissed and he bristled.

"First off, I DON'T have her private number. She said if WE wanted a CD she could burn one. I HAVE TO CALL THE STORE." He realized his voice was loud and attracting the attention of other customers. He tried to control it and lowe it as he said in a much lower tone, "I saw the way you stared into the security camera and I know you want to see it." . Whether she knew it or not, she was accusing him of getting her private number.

But even in her accusatory tone, he knew she she wanted the video but he felt she was not about to come right out and say it. He remembered the way she looked at the security camera during their sex playing, getting the feeling she enjoyed it. He enjoyed it, feeling somewhat like a porn star making a video. He was interested in seeing how they both looked on video. "I'll call the store when we're done and tell Sylvia we want a copy.

The returning to the issue of the boots, he smiled. "Those boots are very nice and sexy. I have a feeling the patrons at the Silver Slipper Club will like seeing you wearing them." He knew the gentleman's club had dancers and he didn't know much more about the club.

"Why don't you try them on and see how they feel. If they fit and you like them, let's buy them. I just want you to be comfortable when you have to stand on your feet all night?"

A young salesman arrived and asked if he could help. Turning to Diana, Brad said, "Why don't you try them on and I'll call the store. Maybe we can pick the CD up before we leave the mall."

 

[charitybimbo]

Brad seemed lost when she pulled his attention to the boots she was interested in, and seemed far too thoughtful. When she told him to get the video, though, he snapped out of it. He bristled, defensive, and snapped at her, too loud. Her brow knit, ready to let him have it, but then his voice went low.

He wasn’t wrong, she had been turned on thinking about the camera while they were fucking. And he wasn’t going to call Sylvia, he was going to call the store - it was different. It wasn’t until he mentioned her wearing the boots at the Silver Slipper that her emotions really changed gears. She would look hot in them. She didn’t care if it hurt, she thought.

A salesman came and offered his help, and Diana smiled.

“Could I try these in a 6?” she said to him, bright and airy, like nothing was happening.

“Why don’t you go back and see if you can get the CD now?” she said to Brad. She gave him a wry little smile, not quite apologizing for her outburst, but offering conciliation, and a show of trust. “I’ll have a minute to walk around in the shoes and then you can tell me what you think.”

It would also give her the chance to tease the salesman with her legs a little. She bit her lip, surprised by the thought. She had always liked being looked at, liked feeling sexy, loved the way guys looked at her. She only teased guys who she wanted to get a stronger reaction from, though. She glanced after the salesman and frowned. What kind of a reaction was she hoping for there? It wasn’t like she wanted to go on a date with him or anything. She certainly wasn’t attracted to him.

But she was imagining his dick getting hard. For her.

“Or maybe we should just go home,” she murmured, more to herself than Brad. Maybe they didn’t need that CD. Maybe she didn’t need a brand new pair of boots. Maybe, but she wanted them. They were already hers, in her mind, and the thought of giving them up without even enjoying them felt like stealing from herself.

 

[Rocket1010]

Brad was stunned for a moment when Diana told him to go back to the store for the CD. Just moments ago she was accusing him of having Sylvia's private number. And now her attitude changed and she seemed ok with him going back to the store.

He glanced at the young salesman who seemed more interested in staring at Diana's tits at the moment. Turning back to her, he gave her a soft smile. "Ok honey. I'll go back to the store and see what I can do. You and this young man can try on boots."

Turning to leave the shoe store, he heard her murmur that maybe they should go home. Brad turned back to face Diana and saw she was thinking of something but he didn't know what. She was conflicted about buying new shoes? He never knew her to not want something new, like shoes or clothes. Was she afraid Sylvia might hit on him again? "Look babe. You know you need new boots for tonight."

Glancing behind her, he saw the name Paul on his name tag. The young man seemed oblivious to their converstation as he was busy staring at and admiring his girlfriend's ass. "This young man," gesturing to the salesman, "is waiting patiently to help you. I promise I'll make this as quick as I can."

The young salesman spoke. "Ma'am. It'll only take a second for me to get these boots from the back room. Why don't you have a seat over here," pointing to a row of seats.

"I'm leaving and I'll be right back." Brad didn't wait for an answer. He left the store without looking back, knowing that he had to get the CD as quickly as possible to ease her mind.

As he entered Victoria Secrets, he was greeted by several knowing smiles from the salesladies. "Fuck. All of them have already watched the video," he whispered under his breath.

Sylvia approached with a big grin. "You left her already?" she joked.

"No, she's at the shoe store. He told her what he wanted and saw her mischevious grin and heard her chuckle. She told him to look around and she would have the video in just a few minutes. When she went into the back room, Brad felt a bit awkward looking at the sexy outfits and seeing the knowing looks every time he look at one of the ladies. He hoped Sylvia would hurry with the video because he knew Diana would be counting the minutes until he returned.

Paul hurriedly went to the back room to fetch the boots. He was still thinking about the blonde bombshell sitting in the store. "What a great pair of tits," he mused to the empty room wondering what they would look like. Did her tits have large nipples? He felt his cock begin to thicken as the thoughts of the woman played gleefully in his head.

Finding the boots, he felt his cock and pushed it down, hoping she wouldn't notice. One thing he loved about women's shoes was being able to massage their feet under the guise of making them relax. It was bullshit but he loved it. As he walked toward the blonde, he wondered what color underwear she wore under her dress.

"Here we are ma'am," he said pulling up a stool and picking up Diana's leg to remove her shoe.

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana watched Brad start to leave, and she felt weirdly depressed. Then he turned. He told her she needed the boots. Then he looked at the salesman. Something passed between them that she couldn’t quite put her finger on, but she knew it was going to be alright. He turned again, and the young salesman invited her to sit. She did, and for a long minute she was alone.

It was unnerving. She was rarely just left by herself in any circumstance, but here she was. She thought about everything that had happened in the past day. Just a day. The poker game last night had been a disaster, and now she and Brad had to work for that creep to fix it, but really, was it so bad? Brad was right, he really did take good care of her. They lived well, a nice apartment, nice clothes, fancy dinners out. And he was able to provide all of this playing poker.

It was all, literally, a gamble. Wasn’t she also gambling, sending him back to get the CD from Sylvia? She knew Sylvia would say something, but she trusted him to handle it. No, she was gambling on herself - that she had satisfied him thoroughly enough that he would come back, whatever temptation the other woman dangled in front of him. She bit her lip nervously, wondering if she had made a mistake. Why had she sent him back like that?

Then the salesman was back, picking up her foot and slipping her shoe off for her. She smiled at him. Her skirt was plenty long enough that he wouldn’t see anything, at least not like this. His hands were surprisingly strong though, and seemed to know where her feet ached.

“Mmmmmmmmm,” she sighed as he rubbed the sole of her foot for a moment. Then he slid the foot into the boot, and started to zip it. She had to pull her skirt up so that he could pull the zipper up the back of her leg. It tickled deliciously. She could have let the bundled loose fabric slip between her thighs, preserving her modesty. But there was a furtive hope in his eyes, and she let the fabric fall to the side. For a moment, her thighs opened enough to give him a glimpse of her smooth-shaved, well-fucked pussy.

“I’m surprised she let you come back by yourself,” Sylvia said to Brad. She waved casually towards the screen she was looking at as she manipulated the mouse. “I just have to cut the video to the… um… relevant time. I can’t have you looking at any of our other customers, after all.”

“Though, India and I were trying some things on this morning,” she said with a lascivious smirk. “Maybe I should leave that on there as well?”

“Or maybe on a different disc?” she said, raising an eyebrow. “If you’d be interested. I know India won’t mind.”

 

[Rocket1010]

After removing the woman's shoe, Paul instinctively rubbed Diana's foot before pickiing up the knee high boots. One part of what he liked about his job was helping women. With men, after measuring their feet, he would simply provide them with the shoe and watch as they tried them on. But with women, it was oh so different. He wanted to help them put the shoe or boot on and in 99 out of 100, they liked his help.

This blonde bombshell with the huge tits seemed a bit preoccupied when he lifted her leg and began to massage the sole of her foot. He noticed a few rings on her fingers but nothing on the wedding finger and made the assumption the man with her was not her husband. Not that it mattered because he had his fair share of both who didn't complain about his technique.

When she let out a soft sigh, he knew she liked the way he massaged her foot. But then he got a real surprise when, as he pulled the zipper up the back of her leg. He saw her thighs open and there staring him in the face was a smooth shaven pussy. His mind screamed, "holy fuck," as his fingers stopped for a moment, his eyes transfixed on the two soft pedals hiding her sexual button. He felt his dick harden and pulse while feeling sensations in his balls as he nervously finished pulling the zipper to the top.

"How does that feel?" he said nervously as his his hands shook a little. reaching for the other boot.

His fingers fumbled picking up the other boot and when he turned to look at her, he saw what appeared to him to be a wry smile. Was she teasing him on purpose, knowing they were the only people in the shop? Her skirt was back in place but he knew or rather he hoped she would present him with another peek at her pussy. Removing the other shoe, he massaged that foot for a moment before inserting her foot into the boot.

Pulling the zipper, he prayed she was going to give him another glance at her shaved lips. And he knew for his part, he would suggest she try on another pair of boots, know most women weren't satisfied with trying on only one pair. How many pairs of boots could he coax her to try on and how many shots of her pussy was she willing to share with him before her boyfriend returned?

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Brad was looking at some sexy lingerie when he saw Sylvia motion him from what appeared to be an office door. He smiled when she made the comment about Diana letting him come back by himself.

"She's busy trying on boots and you know how that goes," he said knowing as a female she was familiar with buying boots. She gave him a knowing smile, turning to view the monitor hooked into the surveillance video showing various angles within the store and in the various dressing rooms. She clicked on one and it filled the screen and then she began to scan the past footage of the dressing room.

He saw quick views of different women trying on sexy underwear and clothes. He had a feeling she could have done all this without him seeing it. Did she have a reason to let him get super quick looks at past customers as she explained that she couldn't have him looking at any of our other customers. But here she was skipping rapidly through video shots of customers that used the dressing room that he and Diana had used when they were in the store.

When she arrived at their footage, she stopped the video and began to run backward through it toward the beginning. Brad saw their images moving slowly in reverse getting the feeling Sylvia was in no hurry to get to the beginning. He was a little surprised when she mentioned her and the salelady, India, had tried on some things earlier and she was willing to put them on the CD or if he wanted, on a different disk.

He didn't miss the sexual overtone of her comment and felt a bit nervous with them being alone in the office. Was she purposely testing him? Wanting to see what he would do? A part of him yelled to get the disk and get the hell out of there. But another part of him argued that he should at least see what she was offering.

"I'm not sure if Diana would like to see you and India trying on things but maybe she would." He knew he was sounding indecisive. "Why don't you show me the video you want to share with us and maybe then I can tell you if we would like it." He, for one, really wanted to see it, hoping to see them naked and satisfying his earlier voyeur instincts of what they looked like without clothes. He felt his heart beating faster, waiting to see what Sylvia had to show him.

 

[charitybimbo]

Diana saw him freeze, saw his eyes lock onto her pussy. She almost instantly felt bad. She didn’t like to think of herself as a tease in that way, but there was no pretending. She knew exactly what she was doing when she let her skirts fall to the side that way. He only hesitated for a moment, though, before he finished sliding her zipper up.

His voice betrayed his excitement, but he was pretty cool, she thought.

“It’s nice,” she said, and looked away, blushing. She felt him taking her other shoe off. Was it different? It felt different, but she wasn’t sure how much of that was in her head. He was slower. As the zipper went up, she had to decide. Should she flash him again? Press her thighs together? Rearrange her skirts? His hand was sliding the zipper up so slowly, as if he didn’t want to rush her decision.

Not slowly enough, though. In the end, she flashed him. Who was she trying to kid? She had done it on purpose, and she owed him at least another look. Her face was a hot red as she stood, the platforms giving her a few extra inches of height. Her skirt fell far past the top of the boot, but tonight she’d wear something shorter. She took a few steps, and then hiked the skirt up to look in the mirror.

The salesman was already standing by with a different pair he suggested, and she looked away. Would she try on the other pair? If she did, was she pretty much agreeing to flash him? What would Brad think?

And where was Brad?

She took a deep breath. He was exactly where she had sent him, probably charming the pants off the salesgirl.

“Yeah, let me see that other pair,” she said, uncertainly. Then she snapped a selfie, with her skirt hiked up to show off her thighs, and the boots. She sent it to Brad.

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Sylvia nodded and smiled and jumped the video to a view of the empty dressing room. A moment later, a dark-haired girl that he didn’t know came in. She was curvy, thicker than Diana, and she was laughing at something someone said. She looked up at the camera and licked her lips.

She didn’t just undress, she stripped slowly, sensually, showing off her lush curves for the camera. When she was naked, she spent a minute caressing herself, putting on a show, turning herself on. Then she held up a skimpy nightie, which she pulled on as sensually as she had pulled off her other clothes.

She bounced, and her body jiggled enticingly under the taut fabric.

“Have you met India?” Sylvia purred, her shoulder brushing against his.

 

[Rocket1010]

Paul smiled as he completed zipping up the other boot and seeing the clean shaven pussy. He felt his cock twitch in his pants and it was starting to harden, making a tent. He remained kneeling for a moment when she stood and watched her hike up her skirt to to look at the boots in a nearby mirror. The refection he saw did nothing to quell the fantasy thoughts roaming randomly in his head. The exposed skin just above the knee only fueled his lust to see her pussy again.

But rather than just stare, he quickly stood, hoping she didn’t see the tent in his trousers as he retrieved another pair of boots.

He was waiting to find out if she was going to try on another pair of boots and wondering if she noticed the tent that had formed in his trousers. Would that put her off? Was she afraid her boyfriend would return and see them?

Paul smiled when she chose to try on the other pair, wondering who she sent the photo of her boots to. He could only imagine it was her boyfriend.

He waited for her to sit and then picked up her foot, noticing that she didn't pull her skirt up. Reaching under the skirt, his fingers, since he couldn't see the zipper tab, touched the bare skin on the back of her knee and for an instant slid a bit further.

"I'm sorry," he said in a bit of a sheepish tone. But he wasn't sorry. He knew where the top of the boot was but wanted to touch her. Quickly finding the zipper, he pulled slowly hoping she would hike up her skirt and leave it up over her knees as pulled off the boot but she didn’t. He then reached up under her skirt to search for the other zipper tab. He made the same mistake and again said, "I'm sorry," as he pulled off the other boot.

Grabbing the new boot, he began to insert it onto her foot, hoping to get another view or her clean shaven pussy. But out of the corner of his eye he saw her boyfriend walk into the store and knew his viewing was over with.

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Brad's heart was racing as he watched the dark-haired woman stare into the camera, licking her lips and then put on a sexy strip show. But it wasn't just a simple strip show and when she began to caress her naked body for the camera, he felt his cock respond. This was more than just trying on sexy lingerie but to him it was as if she was making a porn video for someone. He got the feeling this was a regular occurence.

He felt Sylvia's shoulder brushing against him as she asked if he had met the dark-haired woman. "Uhh .... Uhhhh no I haven't. I've seen her in the store but no I've never met her." He knew he sounded nervous wondering what the fuck was going on. His girlfriend was trying on shoes and he felt he was about to meet some chick who got off on doing very erotic strip shows.

The grin on Sylvia's face, as she walked quickly to the door and called for India to join them, was mischevious. When the dark-haired woman entered the small office, he felt a bit uncomfortable. Here he was was in a small office with two women who were wearing sexy outfits meant to sell their products. But Brad knew they were not trying to sell him sexy lingerie, he felt they were trying to entice him.

"I just showed him the video you made yesterday," Sylvia said in a rather low seductive tone.

"Mmmm," she said licking her lips. "I enjoyed it. Did you like it?"

Brad felt uneasy. He was caught between two women who, to him, had something more suggestive on their minds than just burning a CD. "Uhhh .... Yes I did," he admitted.

Sylvia smirked. "His girlfriend is at the shoe store and sent him to pick up a video of them earlier in the dressing room. Brad felt the dark-haired woman press against his side as Sylvia said, "Would you like to see it?"

"Yes very much," India replied running a finger up and down Brad's arm.

Brad felt some perspiration begin to form on his forehead, knowing that he should really leave. Sylvia had the CD in her hand and Brad knew he had to leave. Just then his phone buzzed and he looked at the message from BillyBob stating he and Diana were to meet with the managers, Jack and Zack at 7 pm. "I have to get going," he said taking the tape from Sylvia. "I have to get going and pick up Diana," he added as he began to leave the small office.

Sylvia grabbed his hand and said, "Promise me you'll come back with your girlfriend to do more shopping. We'll give you a nice discount."

Brad looked at the two women and smiled. "I'll tell her," he said knowing he had to get out of there before something happened. Walking briskly through the mall, he looked at the other text message from Diana and smiled. She looked great in the boots. He had to had to tell Diana about the text he received from his bookie. Entering the store he saw the young saleman look up at him and then at Diana, seeing her turn her head to look at him.