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- - ALINA - -
It was a normal day at work and Alina had been bored since she’d opened the store. The few customers she’d assisted had been demanding, even rude, but it didn’t offend her the way it used to do – she was used to retail by now. At least this boutique held some occasional interests, even distractions.
‘Lacey Set’ was a small boutique which specialized in lingerie, displaying and selling outfits from local designers in addition to larger brands. It was owned by a kind woman, Mary-Anne but she had recently taken ill and her son, who considered four-hour naps part of his managerial duties, had taken over. In truth, Alina was holding the store together while Mary-Anne recovered.
Alina was admiring a red bralette and matching panties when she heard the door chime. “Welcome to Lacey Set, let me know if I can help you,” she said from a rack near the door and smiled at the customers. The man and woman were gorgeous. They strode in, holding hands, and the woman immediately dove into the racks, excitedly examining pieces, her soft-looking blonde hair flowing perfectly with her graceful movements. Alina watched as the blonde held a green and black striped bra against her white button-up blouse which she'd tucked into a swishing red miniskirt. Her blue eyes and raised eyebrows questioned her man.
He was quite a bit taller – Alina assessed him at six feet — with shoulders that were broad and strong but not dramatic. His muscles were reasonably defined in a grey t-shirt as he leaned on one of the racks. He slid a hand into the pocket of his khaki shorts while watching her shop. His deep brown eyes reflected amusement at her choice.
Alina’s desire stirred, but she locked it down. She was professional. And, anyway, after work she had all night to fantasize.
- - MICHAEL - -
Michael had been to three clothing shops with his wife that day. He’d watched her hunt and try on heels, dresses, and now lingerie. A few salesmen had met his eyes – initially with desire and jealousy over his wife, then with pity about having to endure shopping with her.
In truth, Michael enjoyed shopping with Celeste. She was always on the hunt during their excursions — not for bargains, like he assumed most women were, but for people. It had been Celeste’s idea to add another female to their bed on a routine basis. Michael had been satisfied by his wife — but he recognized she had an almost insatiable sex drive, and he loved the idea of indulging her curiosity (now full-on desire and lust) for women.
She let out a squeak and held up her selection – a lace bra designed to tie in front rather than fasten at the back. He chuckled and nodded. “Stunning, definitely you. See anything else you want?” He kept his voice low and conversational, trying to subdue the rising anticipation.
Her smile widened, and she tilted her head toward the saleswoman – a tall redhead with breasts that looked perfectly shaped within her uniform. Michael admired the softness of her facial features – she almost looked too innocent to be working in a lingerie shop. Reading an invoice, she pursed her lips and her heart-shaped mouth in a near-pout made his cock twitch.
Michael turned to Celeste: her smile was even more minx-like and he leaned in to kiss her, resting a hand on her hip. “Go ahead, go find out how she tastes.”
The groan that escaped her lips was soft, and it pleased him. Lacing her fingers with his, she led him between the racks, grabbing more pieces to try on.
“Excuse me,” Celeste addressed the auburn-haired assistant, “I was wondering if you have fitting rooms.”
The saleswoman smiled. “Sure we do,” she said, her voice like honey. “Follow me.”
Michael and Celeste shared a quick glance, both noticing how the fabric of her pants hugged the curve of her ass. Celeste asked the woman’s name, a friendly grin suggesting more than just polite curiosity, as Alina unlocked the door. Celeste swept inside, making a comment about loving full-sized mirrors, and Michael sat on a folding chair in the hallway near the door and listened.
“Your… err, boyfriend, doesn’t he want to join you?”
Celeste laughed. “He does! Probably too much, you know husbands.”
Michael chuckled; it was true. He imagined his wife’s new friend blushing.
“Oh,” Celeste gasped, “before you go, it’s been ages since I bought anything like this... could you measure me?”
Minx, Michael thought, not for the first and unlikely to be the last time. Devious little minx.
- - ALINA - -
Alina grinned as she slipped the measuring tape from around her neck. “Of course I can,” she said, stepping closer and taking care not to be obvious in her inhaling of the woman’s perfume. It was sweet and feminine, not at all surprising.
“Should I take off my blouse,” Celeste breathed, “so you can get a better measurement?”
Alina realized that she was close enough to feel Celeste’s body heat. She cleared her throat and stepped back, trying to remain professional. “If you like. But don’t feel obligated.”
Celeste was unbuttoning her blouse before Alina finished her sentence. Time seemed to slow as Celeste exposed a glimpse of cleavage. Alina held her breath when the blouse fell to the floor, revealing a plunging purple lace bra. She imagined how Celeste’s breasts – a size D cup? – would feel in her hands. What color were her nipples? Did they like gentle treatment? Or could they handle it rough?
“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you,” Alina said sheepishly, suddenly realizing that Celeste had spoken during her fantasy moment.
“I asked if this was better. Or if you wanted me to take off my bra.” Celeste’s seductive smile was all-knowing.
“Only if you feel comfortable.” Alina’s voice trembled with anticipation. Was she dreaming? God, this woman was gorgeous.
Celeste’s bra joined her white blouse on the floor. Alina bit her lip when Celeste ran her well-manicured fingers over her released breasts. Alina was right about the size — the most perfect D cup breasts were topped with perky pink nipples. It was all Alina could do not to groan.
She leaned forward and wrapped the tape around Celeste’s naked torso, fingertips brushing over her breasts. She tried to do the math quickly, knowing her customer was waiting for a number, but she couldn’t think. She felt her face flushing, a color to match the red set hanging on the door next to her.
“Do you like them, Alina?” Celeste asked quietly, trailing fingertips across Alina’s wrist as she still held the tape.
Alina’s mouth dried as maintaining professionalism became more and more difficult. “Yes,” she croaked.
“They’re real. You would probably get a better idea if you held them.” Celeste cocked her head to one side. “If you’d like, that is. I don’t mind.”
Alina’s hands shook when she raised them to fondle Celeste’s breasts and she bit her lip when Celeste moaned softly. Emboldened, she squeezed the soft flesh and licked one hard nipple. Satisfaction rippled through her as Celeste sighed in pleasure.
“How do they taste?” A couple of fingers tangled Alina’s hair.
“Amazing.”
Celeste’s lips were hot and passionate when they pressed against Alina’s. But Alina couldn’t figure out how her clothes had come off. Had she removed them? Or did her new friend nearly rip them off? It didn’t really matter as she gently bit Celeste’s collarbone, murmuring into her skin, “What do you want?”
The blonde beauty released a low grunt through her teeth, answering almost immediately, “Your mouth on me.”
Alina gasped, watching Celeste sink into the chair behind and spread her legs wide to reveal a waxed pussy. A cursory glance was enough to discern Celeste’s growing arousal, and suddenly Alina’s dry mouth was very much cured. She dropped to her knees in front of her new companion, dragging her tongue up her moist slit. Alina immediately fell in love with the taste. She dove in, lips around Celeste’s clit and lapped eagerly, encouraged by loud moans.
- - MICHAEL - -
Michael had been listening, unable to conceal his grin. His stunning wife was wildly seductive and he imagined the scene as he heard it unfold. He knew his wife’s chest would flush pink when aroused. He thought of her smooth pussy lips against his face and the taste of her juices and the way her back arched when he hit a spot.
He heard a moan, a specific moan that meant Alina’s mouth was as talented as his darling wife’s luscious mouth. His cock jerked again, straining almost painfully against his shorts. He wondered what her new best friend looked like without the uniform, and if she liked to have her hair pulled.
Another moan — and this indicated that entering the room would be acceptable. He virtually jumped out of his chair to open the door. Grinning foolishly, the sight that greeted him made his cock strain and lurch painfully in lust. Celeste’s beautiful breasts were quivering as she panted, head thrown back, her legs spread as wide as the room would allow, and Alina’s head between her thighs. He could smell his wife’s sex, and her lover’s arousal as well. He looked at Alina’s red hair flowing down her back and at the curve of her ass. Her slightly puffy labia was shaven clean with the exception of a landing strip.
He leaned down, whispering, “How does my wife taste, Alina?”
To her credit, Alina didn’t flinch much. Recovering quickly from his surprising presence, she sighed, “So fucking good.” The answer widened Michael’s smile.
“Would it be okay if my husband joined us?” Celeste panted, stroking Alina’s hair.
Alina nodded. “But I don’t want to stop tasting you.” It sounded almost as if she were pouting and it took considerable control for Michael not to cum on the spot.
“I don’t blame you,” he chuckled, running a hand through his hair. “She’s delicious. May I?” He emphasized his request by placing a hand on her lower back, then stroking the curve of her ass.
“Fuck me,” Alina pleaded, not moving from between his wife’s thighs. Celeste moaned, her hips bucking against Alina’s chin. Consent given, Michael unbuttoned his shorts and his aching cock pointed directly at Alina’s pretty little cunt. He couldn’t wait to get into her. He made quick work of applying a condom, slapped her clit a couple times with his cock, and eased his tip into her.
Alina moaned into Celeste, and her slick pussy was tight but welcoming. He drove his hips forward, gripping hers for better leverage. He was finally in, and from what he heard and felt, Alina most definitely wanted and needed him there. He looked up and, catching his wife’s gaze hot with lust, he picked up the pace, soon pounding his wife’s latest lover.
- - ALINA - -
Fuck, he felt amazing. The toy she kept at home suddenly seemed inadequate as Michael pounded her relentlessly. He must have heard the whole exchange while he was sitting outside the dressing room. She almost felt sorry he’d had to wait this long. Almost.
Moaning under Michael’s thrusts, she slipped two fingers into Celeste’s soaking cunt, sending vibrations thrumming around her lover’s sensitive clit. She loved making Celeste moan and shivered when she heard that sound again. She could do this all day, she thought, curling her fingers and working them feverishly, mimicking Michael’s rapid movements inside her.
Celeste arched, and gasped, a shudder rippling through her. “Baby, I’m going to come.”
Celeste’s husband drove his cock deeper into Alina and she imagined the grin on his face. His voice was gruff with lust as he said, “Me too, my love. Alina, how close are you, darling?”
The way he spoke her name while he pounded her, had her shuddering. “I’m there,” she gasped.
That was all he needed to hear.
- - MICHAEL - -
Michael drove his raging cock as hard and fast as he could, gripping Alina’s shoulders to help maintain his leverage. He felt her orgasm overtake her as she shook under him, her inner walls milking him relentlessly while her sticky, fragrant juices coated his cock. Her muffled moans sent his wife into a frenzy, and he watched in delight as Celeste arched her back in what looked like a painful angle while she also climaxed.
The look of pure bliss on her face sent him over the edge. He plunged for the final time, filling the condom with his lust. The force of his orgasm left him a little dizzy and he slumped for a moment onto Alina.
A softer sound from Celeste caught his attention. She and Alina had their lips locked again. This kiss was soft and gentle in contrast to the earlier passion-fuelled moments. He watched Celeste smile while he pulled out of Alina. With one hand, he carefully removed the condom from his softening cock and used his free hand to stroke a finger over Alina’s wet labia.
She sighed, turning in time to see him lick her juices off his finger. She tasted as good as he’d imagined.
Celeste moved to him on shaky legs and pressed her lips to his. He could taste Alina’s juices from when his wife had kissed their lover. The mix was sweet and intoxicating.
The trio helped each other dress. While Celeste rummaged in her purse, he bowed to kiss Alina. Her lips were different to his wife’s; not as full, but still promising and gentle. He wrapped an arm around her waist, slipped a card from his back pocket into her apron with his free hand, and murmured, “In case you’d like to see us again.”
As he escorted Celeste back to their car, she squeezed his hand. He loved the way she smelled like sex and he put an arm around her, pulling her curvy body closer. “Did you enjoy yourself, my love?”
She giggled. “I like her. Can we keep her, maybe?”
“I gave her our card while you were looking for your phone.”
She stopped for a moment then excitedly kissed him. “Perfect!”
He’d said it before but, somehow, this time it really felt true. “You really have an excellent taste in women.”
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