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DISCLAIMER NOTE: So I asked FlamingDice for his permission to do the female POV of his story caught in panties linked here: http://xhamster.com/user/flamingdice/posts/474832.html and well as I'm posting this I'm sure you can guess that he happily agreed to allow me to do so. I just hope I've done it justice and not ruined a perfectly sexy story lol :) (Also if you read both Flaming dice AKA the original and read mine too, it'll clear some things up) Thanks Flaming Dice for being cool about it :) Enjoy!
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I moan and roll over and hit my phone deactivating the alarm. Another sucky Saturday in work it was 6am and I had to get ready and be in work by 8 and it was an hour on the bus. It didn’t matter if I was late. I hated my job. Nothing interesting ever happens. You see my work life was basically the only life I knew and being single made it really hard to get out and meet nice men. Ok so I work in the men’s department of this crummy clothes shop, doesn’t mean I meet nice and decent guys. They’re either weird, gay, taken or a combination of the 3.
I grab my black leggings, a top that’s a little tight against my breasts and my high top converse and throw them on after the quickest of quick showers, where I multitasked and brushed me teeth too (Hey don’t judge I’m pushed for time) I have to make a run for the bus but I get to work on time, I sort the till out as I do every morning, then we get some new trainee in and I’m left to teach her the basics, this makes the morning drag on by and I’m expected to do my normal job at the same time, unfortunately this means one minute I could be helping a gentleman (as we’re told to call them whereas this particular one was no gentleman! In fact he was bit of tosser!) then the next I’m running across the department because she’s done something wrong. I could have rocket powered skates and I still wouldn’t be as fast as I need to be today.
After my lunch break (the one bit of bliss, my haven in this mad house) I resume my position on the floor helping men pick out clothes. Another hour drags past so slowly I’m sure time has actually stopped. I’m praying, begging, PLEADING ON MY KNEES! Please make something interesting happen! I feel like I’m going crazy but I’m actually wishing for a robbery or something, anything to make this day that little bit more bearable, make the day go by a little quicker. Just in the middle of my silent screams for sanctuary a guy walks in. Now obviously a man walked in, this is the MEN’S department but he walked through the lingerie department, looked at one of the mannequin’s and smiled.
Something about him caught my eye. He was about 6 foot with short brown hair and brown eyes, he seemed pretty happy with himself, grinning still. “Can I help you with something?” I say smiling, trying to be friendly. He looks a little nervous, kind of taken aback, but I think nothing of it.
“Hi.. Erm...I’m recently single and I was just looking for something I might be able to wear on a date”
“I think you would look really cute in this shirt and trousers” I say picking out some bits for him. He seems to approve, gives me a little nod and asks for the changing rooms so I pointed them out but lead him over anyway as they were in bit of an awkward place.
“Thanks for your help” he says smiling still as I close the curtains on him.
I see this top on the rails of items to be returned to the shelves after people have changed their minds after trying them on, now this would be perfect for him. I pick it up and open his curtain. “Hey I thought you’d look really nice in this too” I say as I hand him the t-shirt.
“Thanks” he says as I go to walk away but I couldn’t help it, I stopped and looked through the curtain clocking onto his body.
I must’ve had a disapproving look on my face or something because he begins to blush.
I look down as he tries to cover himself up. I walk into the changing room and close the curtain behind me. “So what, you’re a little pervert are you?” I say in a strict tone. It sounds a little harsher than I had meant and I think I’ve got him stuck for words. “Errr…” is all he can manage
I lean in and whisper “Fucking dirty little sissy boy” as I reach a hand around him and start to rub his cock through his panties. Yes this guy in front of me was wearing women’s panties and I fucking loved it!
I can’t help but moan this to him whilst still rubbing his cock. “it’s a kink of mine, but none of my boyfriends were into it, they thought it made them gay’. ‘Not you though huh?’ ‘You’re open-minded... I bet you’ve even eaten your own cum huh?”
He looks absolutely dumbfounded and just nods at me obviously in shock or something.
I spin him around so he’s facing the mirror and pull out his cock, “Mmmm fuck yeah, you’re a big boy too” I says as I wank him slowly. “got to make this quick, my boss will be looking for me”
I caress his shaft slowly rubbing the precum from the head all over to make his whole cock soaking wet, my other hand creeps around and I gently squeeze his balls. I pick up the pace as his cock is so wonderfully wet that all you can hear is the squelching over the store music.
His ball sack got tighter and tighter and I started to concentrate on just the head of his amazing cock. I whisper in his ear for him to cum for me, I tell him he’s a kinky little bitch and that he needs to blow his load for me. I tell him this whilst licking his ear and biting his neck, he couldn’t last any longer and he came hard. The first few shots of hot cum hit the mirror, the rest dribbles down onto my hand. This is so fucking hot. I milk his cock for all that it’s worth and then offer him my fingers to lick which he takes immediately in his mouth and begins to lick and suck them clean.
“Good boy” I said as I kissed his lips. “hmmm, you taste good, no wonder you ate it all up” I say giving his sexy arse a squeeze as I walk out.
I head over to the tills and relieve the new girl from her position for a little break and I am now met by the same man. I acted casual, just like he was any other customer and as I handed him his receipt he said “Oh I left something in the changing room”
I smiled “no problem, I’ll sort that out for you, have a great day” and I walk away with a little grin on my face.
Yes this day finally gave me something interesting and I managed to get through another long and boring shift, but it was totally worth it. I cant help grinning for the rest of the day wondering if he got my little presents and note… I guess only time will tell.
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I moan and roll over and hit my phone deactivating the alarm. Another sucky Saturday in work it was 6am and I had to get ready and be in work by 8 and it was an hour on the bus. It didn’t matter if I was late. I hated my job. Nothing interesting ever happens. You see my work life was basically the only life I knew and being single made it really hard to get out and meet nice men. Ok so I work in the men’s department of this crummy clothes shop, doesn’t mean I meet nice and decent guys. They’re either weird, gay, taken or a combination of the 3.
I grab my black leggings, a top that’s a little tight against my breasts and my high top converse and throw them on after the quickest of quick showers, where I multitasked and brushed me teeth too (Hey don’t judge I’m pushed for time) I have to make a run for the bus but I get to work on time, I sort the till out as I do every morning, then we get some new trainee in and I’m left to teach her the basics, this makes the morning drag on by and I’m expected to do my normal job at the same time, unfortunately this means one minute I could be helping a gentleman (as we’re told to call them whereas this particular one was no gentleman! In fact he was bit of tosser!) then the next I’m running across the department because she’s done something wrong. I could have rocket powered skates and I still wouldn’t be as fast as I need to be today.
After my lunch break (the one bit of bliss, my haven in this mad house) I resume my position on the floor helping men pick out clothes. Another hour drags past so slowly I’m sure time has actually stopped. I’m praying, begging, PLEADING ON MY KNEES! Please make something interesting happen! I feel like I’m going crazy but I’m actually wishing for a robbery or something, anything to make this day that little bit more bearable, make the day go by a little quicker. Just in the middle of my silent screams for sanctuary a guy walks in. Now obviously a man walked in, this is the MEN’S department but he walked through the lingerie department, looked at one of the mannequin’s and smiled.
Something about him caught my eye. He was about 6 foot with short brown hair and brown eyes, he seemed pretty happy with himself, grinning still. “Can I help you with something?” I say smiling, trying to be friendly. He looks a little nervous, kind of taken aback, but I think nothing of it.
“Hi.. Erm...I’m recently single and I was just looking for something I might be able to wear on a date”
“I think you would look really cute in this shirt and trousers” I say picking out some bits for him. He seems to approve, gives me a little nod and asks for the changing rooms so I pointed them out but lead him over anyway as they were in bit of an awkward place.
“Thanks for your help” he says smiling still as I close the curtains on him.
I see this top on the rails of items to be returned to the shelves after people have changed their minds after trying them on, now this would be perfect for him. I pick it up and open his curtain. “Hey I thought you’d look really nice in this too” I say as I hand him the t-shirt.
“Thanks” he says as I go to walk away but I couldn’t help it, I stopped and looked through the curtain clocking onto his body.
I must’ve had a disapproving look on my face or something because he begins to blush.
I look down as he tries to cover himself up. I walk into the changing room and close the curtain behind me. “So what, you’re a little pervert are you?” I say in a strict tone. It sounds a little harsher than I had meant and I think I’ve got him stuck for words. “Errr…” is all he can manage
I lean in and whisper “Fucking dirty little sissy boy” as I reach a hand around him and start to rub his cock through his panties. Yes this guy in front of me was wearing women’s panties and I fucking loved it!
I can’t help but moan this to him whilst still rubbing his cock. “it’s a kink of mine, but none of my boyfriends were into it, they thought it made them gay’. ‘Not you though huh?’ ‘You’re open-minded... I bet you’ve even eaten your own cum huh?”
He looks absolutely dumbfounded and just nods at me obviously in shock or something.
I spin him around so he’s facing the mirror and pull out his cock, “Mmmm fuck yeah, you’re a big boy too” I says as I wank him slowly. “got to make this quick, my boss will be looking for me”
I caress his shaft slowly rubbing the precum from the head all over to make his whole cock soaking wet, my other hand creeps around and I gently squeeze his balls. I pick up the pace as his cock is so wonderfully wet that all you can hear is the squelching over the store music.
His ball sack got tighter and tighter and I started to concentrate on just the head of his amazing cock. I whisper in his ear for him to cum for me, I tell him he’s a kinky little bitch and that he needs to blow his load for me. I tell him this whilst licking his ear and biting his neck, he couldn’t last any longer and he came hard. The first few shots of hot cum hit the mirror, the rest dribbles down onto my hand. This is so fucking hot. I milk his cock for all that it’s worth and then offer him my fingers to lick which he takes immediately in his mouth and begins to lick and suck them clean.
“Good boy” I said as I kissed his lips. “hmmm, you taste good, no wonder you ate it all up” I say giving his sexy arse a squeeze as I walk out.
I head over to the tills and relieve the new girl from her position for a little break and I am now met by the same man. I acted casual, just like he was any other customer and as I handed him his receipt he said “Oh I left something in the changing room”
I smiled “no problem, I’ll sort that out for you, have a great day” and I walk away with a little grin on my face.
Yes this day finally gave me something interesting and I managed to get through another long and boring shift, but it was totally worth it. I cant help grinning for the rest of the day wondering if he got my little presents and note… I guess only time will tell.
Cayleigh
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