That wasn't my place. No, it wasn't. I worked in the men's section but I never knew how to say no to Marta, I knew that

That wasn't my place. No, it wasn't. I worked in the men's section but I never knew how to say no to Marta, I knew that It was my weakness and she used it to take advantage of me. He told me that so It was only going to take about 15 minutes to run an errand and it had already been more than 45 minutes. out of position. But of course, there I was, stupid Carlos, the only one clerk in the women's lingerie section, covering the backs of Marta, leaving her own position helpless. The rest of the classmates looked at me whispering. between them and I didn't know very well what to do. I had been ordering some boxes of samples on some shelves to kill a little time but this girl still didn't show up, she was wearing out my patience. The truth is that In addition to being nervous, I was turning red. The whispers of the Marta's companions had already given way to mischievous and malevolent glances, not so only from them, if not from some of the clients who were searching among the shelves. I didn't know where to move, I didn't know why hell it was there. Well, yes I knew. I liked Marta and men we think with what we think. It is our weakest point from which women They know how to take advantage very well. It was, then, in this state of meditation absurd, when, suddenly, she entered. She was a tall woman, a little taller than me. Brunette, with very long hair, with infinite brown eyes, with a look sad but at the same time very sensual. His body was not too striking but the movement of her curves, of her legs, of all of her, when she walked, had me excited in an almost youthful way. He just had a spontaneous erection. Me I was stunned. I didn't know what to do, or what to say. It had hit me like a flash and he was a little stupid. How could I approach her to get to know her? I couldn't, I didn't have time to come up with anything. He approached at that same moment with red panties to the fitting room area and lost curtain inside What if? No, no, I couldn't do what I was doing. thinking, it was too risky but what if he never saw her again? I don't know how I I plucked up courage but pretending I was heading to the warehouse I snuck into the hallway. of testers. There was no one. All the doors were open except the last at the end, which turned around and was out of sight. I approached stealthily, very slowly, and like a child who sneaks into the house for the first time the girls' locker room to spy on them, and I started to look through a small hole that was in the door. He was still taking off his shirt, very slowly, and then I started unbuttoning each button on his white shirt, showing a suggestive red lingerie bra (I saw her through the mirror). Their Her breasts were huge and her skin was all brown, probably topless. TO Then she lowered her black skirt and I saw just a thin thread of a thong. black covered her beautiful and probably very tasty ass. It was wonderful. There I was, with my heart in a fist, scared to death in case they caught me, contemplating that splendid woman who was now standing in front of the mirror, admiring her own beauty. She was standing in her heels, her crystal stockings, her panties and bra. looking at each other and., that's when they started touching each other. My cock, which had been a little bit for a while hard, it started to come out of my briefs. My beautiful stranger, who later When she found out her name was Pamela, she began to caress herself with her hands above her her bra. The air conditioning, which to be honest, was a little high, there was helped her nipples get hard. They were like two bullets that They wanted to shoot through the fabric of her bra. He got off slowly the straps, and letting them fall to the height of her belly, I was able to contemplate two magnificent tits, hard, natural and that would surely be very delicious. Instinctively I began to masturbate, slowly, without make noise, crouched almost on his knees. What a beautiful sight, how beautiful was. Then he did something even more surprising. She reached down to her bag and He took out a cell phone, placed it on a chair and started it to record. The very bitch I was going to make a video, wonderful. He stood in front of the mirror again. It was removed for finally her bra. Her nipples looked hard, perfect, on tits well standing, upward and you could clearly see that they were natural. His hands began to massage her breasts up and down, making her small caresses His tongue ran over his lips, filling them with saliva and sensuality. It was difficult for me to be silent. My breathing became agitated every time but at the same rate as my hand it increased its speed. The heat in my body It ran through every pore of my skin. Finally he lowered his right hand for his navel and put his fine fingers under her panties. He liked me. An intense moan and a sensation of pleasure on his face announced that his fingers were wise men and who had surely caressed her as she only knew how to caress her, surely, soft clitoris. His left hand did not want to be left behind and She stopped the caresses to start pulling on her nipples, her legs opened. and her hand stopped playing with her clitoris to go deeper. I was moaning more high. That also allows me to forget about not making noise and let myself go. a bit. That spectacle was wonderful. His body swayed from side to side. other. The rhythm was getting stronger, she was enjoying it and I was with her, God, I I was going to run in my underwear but I didn't care, I only cared about that moment. Her body gave way a little and hit the mirror. dressing room, her hair covered almost her entire face and her hands couldn't stop hitting him. pleasure. I could barely see anything in the mirror, but I didn't care. His moans and that ass in pomp that does not stop moving at the rhythm set by its own fingers, it was enough for me to continue jerking off. He moaned faster and faster. Surely it was going to run soon I wanted to cum with her, so I picked up her pace. What a straw It was going to be delicious, what a delight, agggggg, I already noticed how my balls were beginning to become compress a little and my cock began to let me know that the end was far away. That It's a shame that that milk was going to waste. Surely those lips could having taken good care of my semen and a good pass on my glans but there is no than to be greedy. That spectacle was a gift from the gods, it was going to to cum, I noticed it, there was little left, very little, for her too..., That's when I stopped suddenly, she stopped too. did. Someone had gone to the changing room hallway. His face had She remained glued to the mirror and her lips sealed to stop moaning. There was a woman entered. I had my cock in my hand, ready to explode. I don't know how I was able to control myself and avoid cumming at that very moment, especially because It had even excited me much more. I was scared. They were going to catch me there with the pants almost on the floor and with my cock in my hand, jerking off with my Masturbation of a client, what a mess, my god. The fitting room that was next to ours it opened. Since I was on the bend they didn't see me. At first, for fear of that they would catch me, I hadn't realized, but it was Marta who had entered the fitting room, and, she had not entered alone nor with any client, it was a voice masculine and spoke very softly. Pamela meanwhile had sat on the floor, turning her back to the mirror and showing her already sweaty tits to the camera of the phone and to me. He spread his legs wide, very wide, and put his hands aside. panties, beginning to touch her clitoris and vaginal lips again, but in silent, very, very silent and showing all the details to the camera that did not stopped recording. Marta and her companion, meanwhile, did not lose their time.. You're a bastard, last night I was waiting for you until two at my house and you didn't you showed up. I'm sorry, I can't, honey (it was the voice of Juan, the supervisor of plant). Ya, and shit. I've got guys kicked, you know? You believe that a Aunt like me can leave it halfway, with dinner ready and wanting to have a great time, what's going on? What have you already tired of me or what do you have to other? Or are you fucking your wife again? Don't be angry, my dear. You already know that you are the only one who makes her hard. I couldn't escape yesterday at the end, I already told you that in the message. Don't be angry, I'll make it up to you, you already know. Right? Of course tonight I'll try to escape. Would you like me to take you to dinner? Yes, but there's a lot of time for tonight. I want an advance. Wanna Fuck me here and now. Are you crazy? What do you want us to get caught? Are you afraid that your wife will find out? You fear her a lot, don't you? Don't fuck with me Marta, you already know what it isI know, I know, and I don't ask for more,., but I'm horny and so is your cock. It is, you can see it already hard under your pants. you owe me bastard,,,,,I don't know, I don't know. Are you going to let this opportunity pass you by? Touch below, can't you see that I Excites the situation of getting caught? Don't you see that I already have them wet? Are you going to make me look for another cock? Look, I can't stand it without cumming tonight.Suddenly there was silence. I had followed contemplating the scene of Pamela, there, directly sticking her fingers in pussy and rubbing her tits, while not losing track of the conversation. But the silence lasted just a few seconds, giving way to deep moans. Apparently that asshole Juan was getting into it well the cock to the bitch Marta. I think, I imagine, that she would be sitting straddling him, riding him well, while he enjoyed her huge breasts. He hardly said anything but Marta did, she did. She whispered that she was a whore, a slut, that she loved being fucked There, in that way, he wanted to feel all her milk, he moaned, he sighed, I asked for more, more cock, more caresses, more of everything. Pamela could not restrain herself and her fingers grabbed the rhythm of Marta and Juan. Surely she would also have preferred that instead of her fingers, having had a good cock between her vaginal lips that penetrated her again and again. I would have preferred to be inside too. instead of outside and having my cock in her pussy instead of being fucked by my hand. Despite everything, she seemed very hot. The moans of "our neighbors" They were helping to get more and more excited. Me too. We were very bit. It was then that he gave me a wonderful image, under the hand that had on her breasts and inserted his big finger inside her ass, giving her the same rhythm as the fingers that pierced her pussy. His body shook and His head leaned forward. I had to bite my lips not to shout. His body was burning and completely spread out on the floor of the tester. My cock was about to explode. Take some clinex out of me shirt and I got ready to cum. Marta and Juan began to pant faster, We were all going faster, much faster, with greater intensity. There was little left, now almost, I was already beginning to notice how my balls were beginning to shrink and so Finally all four of us came at the same time. Marta squealed with pleasure saying " agggggggggggggg, I'm cumming, bastard, your milk, agggggggggggggggg." Pamela She also screamed with pleasure and I could see how a stream of water escaped from her pussy. liquid that completely filled the ground. When I saw that I exploded and let go such a scream of pleasure that I'm not surprised that my semen completely flooded my clinex and my hand. My eggs had both disappeared, they were inside..., The 4 of us had come. We had moaned and shouted, yes. We had let ourselves be carried away by our feelings and desires, but something was already evident. We were all aware that we were not alone. what was going to happen? What the hell was going to happen now? Marta and Juan, they were heard dressing as as quickly as possible. They were silent, they didn't say anything. Pamela was also quiet and collected quickly, in silence. I didn't know what to do, where I was going, where was I hiding? Then I heard the door to their changing room and I I noticed that they were almost running away. It was mine. I pulled up my pants stealthily and hid in another fitting room. Soon I felt like Pamela there would be his and he would run away. I was jerked off but not at all relaxed. The situation had made my heart race 1000 times. I opened the door to my dressing room and looked to the side. and another before leaving. I don't know why I went to Pamela's dressing room. Such Maybe I harbored in me the sad illusion that the cell phone and be able to relive that moment that he had given me whenever I'd like. I still smelled of her, of her perfume, of her body, of her pussy, but I didn't see No trace of his cell phone, although he had left me a little gift. Note that something shiny on the floor made of plastic and I bent down to pick it up. It was his card of driving. Her name was Pamela C.S. I picked it up and put it in my pocket. the illusion of a child who steals some candy for the first time and knows better They're going to catch him. He was soaked in sweat, jerked off, with the Pamela's license and knowing Marta's secret. If I was soaked in sweat but he wanted more, he wanted more of both, and he was going to get it. (to be continued)