The Grim ReaperChapter 19 A Winning Season
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I started walking over to the shop. I was wearing loafers, dress socks, khaki pants, and a nice long-sleeve button-up shirt. It wasn’t too cold for being the first weekend of December: 50’s with a nice breeze. I had an appointment at 5:00 to visit the shop and do some Christmas shopping. In a normal year, this would have been an all-day event, visiting different shops and checking items off the list. This year was different and because of the lockdowns, appointments were necessary and only one person allowed in the shop at a time. I had half an hour to get all the things on my list.
As I approached the shop, another couple was just leaving. I opened the door for them as they left and wished them a happy holiday season.
I walked inside and the shopkeeper welcomed me with a warm smile and extended her hand to introduce herself.
“Hello, happy holidays, great to see you again!” I said.
“You’ve been here before?”
“Yes, I’ve been coming here for gifts for the past couple years. I love your suggestions and I love your sense of style,” I replied.
She was looking very sexy tonight, just like I remembered her from years past. Short hair with glasses, a deep plunging blouse and long flowing dress. She had on a necklace and was wearing boots to complete the ensemble. She was in her early-fifties and definitely a cougar.
“No eggnog this year, huh?” I said. She usually had eggnog that she served out in the spiked or non-spiked variety.
“No, unfortunately, with the restrictions, I didn’t feel safe doing it,” she replied.
“Too bad, usually a little spiked eggnog gets me into the shopping mood.”
“I may not have eggnog, but if you’re in the mood, I have the rum I usually put in it,” she said with a wink.
“Of course, how could I refuse?” I smiled back.
She pulled out a bottle of Captain Morgan and two shot glasses from under the cash register. As she filled them I caught myself looking her up and down and imagining what was under her blouse.
“Ready?” she said, and I snapped back to attention.
I grabbed a glass and we rose them up for a toast.
“To the holiday season and to this year finally being over,” she said.
We clinked glasses and took our shots. The rum burned all the way down but felt so good.
“One more?” she asked. I couldn’t refuse.
I nodded and she filled them up again.
“Your turn for a toast,” she said, as we raised our glasses again.
“To tonight. I can’t wait to see what the night has in store,” I said. We clinked glasses again and downed our second shot. She put everything back under the cash register and began to show me around.
Her shop had a little bit of everything, art, jewelry, and clothing. We started on the first floor looking at some paintings. She asked me who I was shopping for and I told her a few close friends and most of my family.
“Does anyone you're shopping for appreciate great art?” she asked.
“Not anyone on my list, but I enjoy a great painting now and then,” I replied.
“You need to come look at this painting!” she exclaimed.
I walked over to a 24” x 36” painting of the body of a nude woman. The woman was stunning, voluptuous breasts with brown areolas the size of half dollars. Her nipples were hard, and her hips were wide. She looked to be laying on a couch although you couldn’t see her face and her pussy had a hairy bush covering it. I looked at the painting and began to blush a little. Maybe it was the rum kicking in, but the room started to feel warm. I rolled up my sleeves and just looked for about thirty seconds.
“What do you think?” she asked, with a smile.
“Very lovely, that woman is breathtaking. The things I would do to her…” I stopped myself before going too far.
“I actually know the woman who modeled for that, maybe someday you can fulfill your fantasies,” she said.
“That would be great,” was all I stammered out.
We continued on and moved to the jewelry section. This was good because I was still a little flushed and I could begin to feel the blood rushing to my cock.
“I do need a necklace for one of my good friends. Do you have any recommendations?" I asked.
“Oh yes, we’ve got plenty. You said you trusted my style, right? How about this one?” She picked up a turquoise pendant on a chain that looked very lovely.
“Yes, I trust you, and yes that looks great. Well, that is one person off my list,” I said.
“Don’t you want to see how it looks on someone before you buy it?” she asked, with the smallest hint of a frown.
“Yes, I suppose, that would be a good idea,” I replied. “But who?”
“You can see how it looks on me, but I’ll need your help taking my necklace off and getting this one on.”
“Sure thing,” I said, not trying to sound too excited. But man, I was starting to feel loose. I guess the rum was starting to take effect.
She sat down on a chair in front of one of the mirrors and handed me the turquoise necklace. I walked up behind her and got close to her body. I tried to stay far enough away in case my boner got out of hand.
I put my hand on her shoulder and slid it to her neck where her current necklace clasp was. As I slid my hand she let out a soft moan and arched her back slightly towards my body. I undid the clasp, and she held the pendant as the chain fell around her. She placed the pendent and chain on the table in front of her. I had the turquoise pendent and chain in my hand and bent over to lay it onto her chest. As I reached over her head I caught a glimpse down her blouse and saw the crack of her boob cleavage. If I wasn’t hard before, I was certainly hard now. My cock strained at my khakis to be let out. It brushed against her back as I lingered in this position for just a couple extra seconds. I leaned back and brought the ends of the chain together, my hands were shaking lightly as I tried to clasp the ends of the chain. Finally, I connected the two ends and gently pulled my hands away.
“What do you think?” she asked, looking at me through the reflection of the mirror.
“Beautiful,” was all I said. I wasn’t sure if I was talking about the necklace or the shopkeeper at this moment.
She stood up and turned around and was facing me with the necklace laying across her chest.
“It looks beautiful, you look beautiful,” I smiled.
“Shall we continue? Maybe you need some more time with me wearing it to make a sound judgment,” she said.
“Yes, that sounds like a good idea,” I stammered trying to hide the boner that was pushing out from my crouch.
“How about clothes? Anyone on your list that would appreciate some clothing?” she asked as she began to walk past me. I swear she spent a few seconds gazing at the tent I was pitching in my pants.
“Yea… what can you offer? I have a few people on my list that might like some clothing.”
“Come on upstairs, we have quite a selection of sweaters and shirts,” she answered.
She led the way and I followed behind, relieved to have her eyes off me for a moment as I adjusted my cock in my pants. Also, while she was leading, I had an excellent view of her ass. Looking as her ass swayed I took one more look back at the painting and wondered if I would ever meet the model and if I would actually do the things that raced through my mind while looking at the painting.
She poked her head into the connecting shop and told the other shopkeeper she was heading upstairs, and she’d be down in a few. I followed her as she led the way up the stairs. I caught the smell of her perfume as she led the way and had a perfect view of her ass directly in front of my face. I had a sudden urge to reach out and slap it, but I restrained and hoped my restraint might pay off. We got upstairs and there were a couple clothes racks scattered around, along with a chair and three mirrors set up in a semi-circle around the chair. This was looking very promising.
“Who are you looking to buy for?” she asked.
“Well, if you have any sweaters, I think my friend Veronica might like one. She’ll be heading north between Christmas and New Year’s and I’m sure she would love a new sweater to take along.”
She walked to one of the racks and moved a couple hangers. She pulled out one, pulled out another and held them up to her body.
“Which do you prefer?” she asked.
“Try the blue one… now the red one, okay the blue one more time, yes the blue one.” I made up my mind.
“Shall I try it on? Make sure it has the fit you think Veronica would like,” she asked.
“You’ve been right about trying stuff on so far, might as well continue,” I said with a smirk.
At that moment she untucked the blouse from her dress and pulled it right over her head. She tossed it onto the chair and began to take the sweater off the hanger. My god, her body was gorgeous. Her tits were pushed up with a pink lacy bra and the cleavage I saw earlier looked even better from the front. I was definitely feeling the effects of the rum now and was hoping she was feeling it too. I wanted to embrace her at that moment, wrap my arms around her and passionately kiss as my hands explored her body. But I waited. She took the sweater off the hanger shook it once and walked to the chair in front of all the mirrors. I followed and didn’t even try to hide my boner now. My dick was straining at the fly of my pants, begging to be let out. She sat on the chair, lifted the sweater above her head and put both arms through the sleeves. I don’t know what came over me, but I walked close to her as her head was in the sweater. I grabbed the bottom of the sweater and gently tugged it down until her head popped through the neck hole.
She looked up and smiled as she saw me standing in front of her, my cock just below her mouth, separated by a few inches and a couple layers of fabric.
“Why hello there,” she said.
“You are such a gorgeous woman, your curves are amazing, and you look damn good in that sweater.”
We both laughed and she closed her eyes for a moment. She stood up and wrapped her arms around me. That was all the invitation I needed. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her close to my body. She opened her eyes and looked up into mine. Her eyes were shining, and she gave a mischievous smile. I bent down and gave her a light kiss on the lips. Soft and tentative, eager to see if she would let me do more. The heat between us was rising. My cock was now rubbing against her stomach. She kissed me back, softly at first, just our lips with little tongue. My hand moved up her back slightly and I began to rub her back softly. My hand was making her melt and she finally opened her mouth. Our tongues touched and it was like a spark went off between us. Both hands began to rub her back and moved down to her hips and her ass. I pulled her close as my dick pushed into her stomach and our tongues danced around each other. We continued making out passionately for a couple more minutes and finally she pulled away. The sweater she just put on was making her hot now.
“I think you’ve seen all you need to make a sound judgment for this,” she said as she tossed it on the floor.
Once again, she was in her bra, and her boobs were just stunning.
“Have you ever fucked a woman’s tits before?” she asked. She pushed them up a little more with her hands.
I shook my head back and forth, no I never had, but man I really wanted to.
“Well that’s going to change right now,” she said, as she moved her way down to my khakis.
I was wearing a belt which unbuckled in no time and she moved on to unbutton my fly and unzip it. She pulled out my boxers and my dick shot straight out to attention. Finally, I was free, and I couldn’t wait to feel my cock sliding between her tits. She looked at my cock and her eyes widened. She took both hands and wrapped them around my member. There was some pre-cum that she used to start to get me lubed up but she also spat on my dick to make things a little more slippery. She jerked me off a couple times, to make sure I was as hard as possible. I was well beyond that stage now.
She let go of my cock and positioned herself on the chair so that she could lay back and I could slide my dick between her tits. Finally, she was ready and I moved into position. I began to straddle her and pushed my cock between her boobs. She used her hands to push them tight and I slowly began to grind against her chest. Slowly at first as the tension began to build. I was slowly moving back and forth and my breathing began to deepen.
Hers did too as she began to moan softly: ”Fuck my tits… grind my chest… you’re so hard… you’re so big… cum in my mouth.”
She was talking dirty and I obeyed her commands. My thrusts became harder, faster, and soon I was hitting her mouth as I pushed forward.
“YES… slap my face with your cock,” she said.
I continued pumping harder and could feel a big load of cum getting ready to explode.
“I’m going to cum,” I said. She released the tension on her boobs and adjusted herself on the chair so that her mouth was at a level to accept my cock.
“Please… come in my mouth, I can’t have any stains for the next clients,” she said.
I pushed my cock all the way into her mouth until she gagged. By this point I was ready to explode. I pumped three deep thrusts and cum exploded from the end of my dick. She took it all in and choked a little but swallowed every last drop.
I slowly pulled out and looked at my watch. 5:25, my half hour was almost up.
I handed her her blouse and she folded the sweater. I took off the turquoise necklace and she handed it to me. She put on her blouse and we headed downstairs.
Just enough time to check out before her next client, I put my items on the counter and she rung them up.
“You know, the season is still early, I could use some help in the store, wrapping gifts, showing people around, etc. Would you be interested?” she said.
I handed her my credit card and she swiped it. “I’ll think about it, what kind of compensation can you offer,” I said coolly.
“Well I can’t offer you a salary, considering I’m barely staying afloat, but I’m sure we can work out some kind of arrangement. Think about it and if you want to I’ll be here next Thursday at 4:00 getting ready for the weekend. Stop by and I’ll get you trained, and we can work out the details.”
“Okay, sounds good, I’ll think about it,” I said, as I began to walk to the door. As I was approaching the door another female was about to enter.
“Give some thought to the painting as well,” she said as I walked out of the shop.
As I walked out I couldn’t help but smile. So far the night had been pretty good.
To be continued…
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