Love Potion No. 5 free porn video
My name is Louise. I work in the beauty department of a major chain of stores that caters to the rich and famous in the larger portion of our town. I started here because I didn't want to go into an office and be stuck there on a 9-5 basis. No, my life's ambition was not to work at the beauty counter and spritz people with the latest perfumes as they walk by, but it got the bills paid; and I was always on top of the beauty scene and got a nice discount on my favorite scents. I also got to see all the latest fashions from the best designers before they went out to the public. Today was a particularly boring day to be at work, but it was 'payday', and I didn't want to miss that.
I was dusting the shelves of perfumes and rearranging the bottles so that they would catch the customer's eye once again, when Mr. Stepson, our regional manager, walked over to the counter and was pushing a cart carrying the latest shipment of perfume from our new line of retailers. He leaned them against the glass cabinet I was dusting and ordered me to make sure that the customers got the best 'impression' of this new scent and 'sell, sell, sell!" He said he didn't care if we had to change the customer's mind in their favorites, push the new scent. I opened a new bottle of the scent and applied the 'tester' sticker to the top and sprinted the air with the new scent. It wasn't a winner in my book, but if it brought sales to the company it made Mr. Stepson happy!
After I returned from lunch and again rearranged the bottles to their respective spots on the counter, I picked up the new line of perfume and offered it to people as they walked past. Most people were not too happy with the new scent, but it did sell to some of the older, more reliable clients. I watched as one peticular male customer looked at the bottles of perfume displayed on the counter. He picked them up one by one and lifted them to his nose, testing each scent as he looked. I walked over to him and asked him if I could help him choose a scent for 'someone in particular'. I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye and gave him the once over from his brown wavy hair down to his brown Gucci loafers. I imagined him in nothing but a skimpy pair of shorts, his tight 6-pack above the thin line of elastic that held up his shorts. He smiled as he looked back at me and saw that my nipples were standing stretched against my bra and the light blouse that I chose that day. "I'd like a bottle of Channel No. 5", he said. "My mother has always worn that perfume and it brings back memories from when I was a child and she would cuddle me against her breast and soothe all my worries or my fears growing up.
Her birthday is next week, and I'd like to send it to her as a present." "It's one of my favorites, too!" I said and asked him what size bottle he was interested in. He chose a medium sized bottle and handed me his credit card and the bottle. I went to the register and rang his purchase up and enclosed a small gift card along with his perfume inside the bag. As I handed him his sales slip, he took my pen and when his hand touched mine, electric shocks went through my clitoris. We made small talk as I waited for the validation of his credit card. I learned from his credit card that his name was David Neilson and that he lived in my home town. When the validation returned and he signed the slip and handed me back my pen, he asked me if there was a box that he could use to ship his mother's gift in. I took one of the boxes from the 'new shipment' and some packing material and boxed his gift after wrapping it in a piece of wrapping paper and attaching his giftcard to the outside. He thanked me and turned to walk out of the store and against my wishes, out of my life. "I hope your mother enjoys her perfume," I called to him as he left. He smiled a toothy grin and my heart leaped as he waved back to me.
After I closed up for the night, and gathered my belongings, I decided against going home for the night. I walked to my car and drove down to the local pub and stopped in for a quick drink before heading home. I sat down at a table and ordered a dry martini, when across the room I spotted David. He looked up and waved a two finger salute to me, and waved me over to sit at his table. At first I looked over my shoulder to see if he was waving at someone else who may have walked into the bar behind me, but since there was nobody there, I knew he had to mean me. So I stood and gathered my purse and sweater and strood over to join him. As I arrived at his table, he stood and pulled the seat out and held it while I sat down. I was very impressed with his gentlemen's manners. He had changed from his twill suit and Gucci shoes to jeans and a pair of Nikes, but he still looked hot in those. We sat and talked and he told me that he was an only child and had many memories of his mother and the love that she bestowed upon him while growing up. He was a true 'mommies boy', but also very much of a man in my eye. We ordered a 'sampler plate' and shared that along with another round of drinks for the two of us. He was one I didn't want to let get away. I swam in his dark eyes, and could feel his lips sliding down my body as he talked.
His words were fluid in my ears. He said he knew of a small night club that had some hot jazz band playing, and would I accompany him for the opening night. I told him that I would like to go home and change from my work clothes into something a little more relaxing, and he said he would follow me in his car and wait while I changed. We walked out to my car and he held me at the small of my back as I unlocked my door and then he lightly pulled me towards him for a soft kiss as I started to get into my car. His lips were demanding and I knew that if his techniques of making love were anything like his kisses, I would be wrapped around his body by the end of the evening.
Once inside my apartment I rushed from the front door to my bedroom and scurried through my closet looking for the 'perfect' outfit, that wasn't too clingy, but revealing enough to show him that I wanted his hands and mouth all over my body. I picked up my bottle of Channel No 5 and sprayed it generously around my pulse points and along my neck and between my breasts. I fanned the air so that he couldn't tell that I had just applied it. I then joined him outside as he waited alongside his car. He again was a gentlemen and held the passenger side door, and then slide into the seat and off we went to the nightclub to hear his friend's jazz band's opening session. I must admit that they were good, and we danced and laughed all night as they played and a very funny comedian performed in between sets. As the night wore on, I knew that I didn't want it to end, unless I had him in my bed and in my life. After the club, he accompanied me home, and I held him longer than expected as I didn't want him to leave without having the benefit of having him in my bed.
He went into the kitchen and opened a couple of beers and I went into the bathroom and again applied the perfume to all my pulse points. When I emerged, he was standing in the hallway and pulled me into his embrace and pressed his face against my neck and his hand slide against my breast. He kissed me with fury and I pressed against his growing groin, grinding my mound against him. I pushed him back towards my room, and onto my bed, leading my hands down along his stomach and unfastening his belt and jeans, desperate to have his 'member' exposed to my hands and face. He lifted his hips and helped me to slide his jeans down past his knees, and slide his shoes off. I pulled at the thin elastic waistband on his shorts and his staff stood at full attention as I climbed alongside him on the bed. I wrapped my hands around the fullness of it, and held it against my lips.
His hands were rubbing over my butt and legs as I stared at his penis, but other than that, he made no contact with my body. I turned my head and looked deep into his eyes as he watched me sink his 8-inch member into my mouth down deep to the balls. His pubic hair tickled my nose, and I placed my hand down at the base, to keep from sneezing while I was sliding up and down. After a few minutes of licking and teasing his member, I stood and stripped my clothes and let my bra fall to the floor and my heavy breasts spilled out of my bra. I again climbed back onto the bed on all fours, returning to his member. He reached up and twirled my nipple between his thumb and forefinger and lead by boobs towards his mouth as I was above him and he engulfed my nipple and areola inside his mouth. "YES," I moaned...."BITE IT!" He bit down and pulled on my nipple and I felt a shock again travel from my nipple down to my clit. His other hand he slid down my side and across my hip and sunk knuckle deep into my pussy. He pulled it back and waved it across his nose. He frowned..."No Channel No. 5, but even better, MUSK!" We laughed as he grabbed my hips and pulled mine down upon his hard cock as we started a night of passion, that all started because of one little bottle of Channel No. 5.
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- 20.03.2023
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