Selling perfume in the local area with a well-known Brand door to door was never going to make anyone a millionaire. But it was fun, got me out meeting people and helped me earn some extra cash outside of work to go towards setting up my own business one day. There is no doubt the summer months were more enjoyable than the winter months, but by speaking to my customers, finding out other products they may be interested in and being willing to go the extra mile for the sale, soon put me in Top Seller position. It was true also that I was having a lot of fun doing all of the above.
I would create a package of products and samples and work by area code. I would drop them in to houses and then collect them a few days. What started with a sale here and there soon became regular business as many mainly housewives, enjoyed the products and the discount pricing. So I soon established my routes and was starting to earn a decent additional salary.
At a sales meeting it became clear that there were additional products that were available to the sales team, mostly women, many of whom had no interest in promoting. But I stayed behind after one meeting to get a little more information and try to understand if there were additional sales potentially in it for me.
As well as make up, perfume, soaps, skin care creams which we were all selling regularly. There were some new hair products and jewellery that I added to my range. I started selling these very well and increased by average sale from £15 to 22 quite quickly. So I asked about the previously frowned upon underwear ranges. Our sales manager who was a little embarrassed about promoting these, also unhappy at the response the sales team had given him, as surprised when I enquired. He arranged to send me some samples.
When they arrived, I was surprised at how nice they were. Simple bra and panty sets, teddies in silk and lace and also a silky nightgown, very short and a little see through. If I sold the ones I had I would get them at 50% discount, but of course I would probably need different sizes. So I took the brochure and added it to my usual run to see if there was any interest.
One of my regular customers, Joan, was out when I called back to see if she wanted to place her usual order. Her husband answered and had the brochures ready with the products all marled for order. A nice guy, Ron would have been retired and somewhere close to seventy. But a fit man and very polite and charming. He showed me the products Joan wanted to order, then also made reference to the underwear catalogue. He suggested he might want to by her some underwear for her birthday, which I agreed would be a great idea. He showed me the white underwear set with suspender belt and matching bra and panties and asked if I had any samples. Unfortunately, I didn’t have that particular item, but he asked if I could get one. I of course agreed and he told me how he wanted me to keep it a secret as it was a birthday present. So I should bring the samples to him the same time next week when Joan was at a coffee morning.
I also had a similar response to a couple a few streets from Ron and Joan. Gary’s wife had suggested she wanted a black bra and panty matching set so when I asked him about size he actually got a little embarrassed.
“You had better speak to Betty about that,” he said.
I told him that I would bring a sample this time next week and leave it with either of them, he seemed happy about that.
I was surprised and delighted that I may be getting two sales in my first week, at a total of nearly £45 each this was looking promising, the other guys were definitely missing a trick I thought to myself.
Both samples arrived and a couple of days later I set out on my travels and went to see Ron first. I knocked and he answered the door, he came out, looked left then right then invited me in. A little unusual I thought but I followed him in and he offered me a cup of coffee which I accepted.
I sat down in his kitchen and produced the samples from my box.
“Ooh that’s very nice,” he said. “Can I hold it up against you to see what it would look like?”
“Oh, OK, I guess that’s OK,” I responded, a little surprised.
I took the garments from him and placed the bra at my chest and panties at my waist. “How do you think that looks?” I asked.
“Very nice, but I think I’m gonna need a bigger size. My Joan isn’t as thin as you, my dear,” Ron pointed out.
I had ordered the size he requested, but unfortunately, they had sent me the same size as my previous samples, which were my size.
“I’m really sorry, Ron, I will send these back and get the correct size for you,” I said apologetically.
“Don’t worry, Beth,” Ron countered. “Seems a shame not to try these on now that you’re here, so that I can see what they look like, once we get the size right, of course.”
I tried to get him off the scent by showing him the model I the brochure wearing the white underwear set, but he said, “Yes, I’ve seen her, but if I can see what it really looks like, I can place the order with you with confidence, especially after the whole size debacle,” he smiled as he made his suggestion again.
Unsure what to do and a little flustered, I reluctantly agreed.
“OK, then where can I change into it?” I asked.
“Why don’t you go upstairs into the bedroom?” he suggested, “I’ll wait down here.”
I grabbed the underwear and made my way upstairs. I couldn’t believe I had agreed to this, but I laughed to myself at the scrapes I get myself into. Ron was harmless, what is the worst that could happen? I asked myself… I laughed again.
I removed my blouse and bra and placed the white bra on me. I then removed my jeans and my black thong and placed the white pair on. Very comfy. Quite a high top but also a high cut with a half thing at the rear, they felt good. I then slid the suspender and garter belt on. As I was doing so, I heard Ron coming up the stairs. I stood and faced the door. He knocked.
“I thought I was coming downstairs when I was ready?” I asked.
“Well yes but I thought as you were already in the bedroom maybe I should come to you, it will save you walking around a strange house with underwear on,” he reasoned.
It made sense. “OK, you can come in,” I said as I stood in the white underwear.
The door opened and he slowly appeared in the room, looking me up and down. There was something a little sleazy about it, but also something quite sexy. It was nice to be showing underwear to a strange man in some exhibitionist way.
“That looks very pretty,” he said as he walked closer. “Would you mind turning around so I can see the back?” he asked.
I must admit, I would have been disappointed if he didn’t, I was proud of my ass and thought it was the best feature of the underwear the way it turns almost into a thong. I slowly and a little sexily turned around. I remember giving my ass a little wiggle as I turned, but I’m not sure why!
“Magnificent,” he said. “Look at you standing here in sexy underwear in my bedroom, I am a lucky man.” He grinned as he walked even closer to me.
“So you like it, you’re happy with it?” I asked, spinning back around.
“Well, I certainly like you in it,” he said, placing his hands on my waist.
“OK, Ron, I’m really happy you like it, Joan will be home soon so let’s get back to normal and I’ll finish my coffee if that’s OK.” I said as I wriggled away from him.
“She’s gone for another couple of hours, come on just one little kiss,” he asked, leaning into me, his hand on my side, one moving to my outer thigh.
I laughed and pulled away. “Stop it, Ron,” I giggled as I pulled away, his hand now on my ass cheek.
“Right. One kiss, then we’re going downstairs, OK?” I said, forcefully.
He leaned in and our lips met. I pursed mine but his was open, his tongue met my pursed lips.
“Ron, I said one kiss,” I complained, giggling.
“Come on then, Beth, give me one proper kiss,” he pleaded.
I shook my head and went forward again to kiss, this time my mouth open.
I kissed his lips then felt his tongue enter my mouth, searching around my tongue. His hand pulled my head in and his tongue pushed my mouth further open.
His hand went inside my panties, pulling my ass cheeks apart, his other landed on my breast. I instinctively pushed his hand away from my breast but continued to kiss him. Softly, tenderly, my tongue dancing with his, my body tingling, I put both arms around him and opened my mouth wider, kissing him hungrily, whimpering at his manly touch. Once again, he grabbed and gently squeezed my breast, no complaint from me this time.
Instead, I put my arms behind my back, unclasped the bra, and let it fall to the floor.
He pulled away to stare at me, topless in his bedroom. He smiled. “That’s better,” he said.
I pulled him back into me, I didn’t want our kiss to end. I had my mouth so wide and my tongue so far into his mouth. He slipped his hand slowly into my panties.
The feeling of lust and ecstasy as his fingers parted my already wet lips was delicious. I sunk and felt that beautiful submissive moment of “do anything you want.”
I helped him remove my panties and I lay on the bed smiling, spread my legs open wide and rubbing my pussy, beckoning him to me.
He clambered into the bed and kissed my thighs, making his way to my little kitty. Inserting fingers, licking and sucking at my pussy, I stoked his hair as I climaxed into his mouth. I surprised him with quite a squirty one. He was shocked but kept his mouth open as I pulled over my clit and directed my little squirts into his mouth. Beautiful.
Climbing up me, he freed his cock and being rock hard, it sank into my sopping wet hole. He pushed in and out of me while I reached down and gently cradled his long, dangling heavy balls. He shuddered and emptied his load inside me. I felt the warmth of his seed spreading inside me.
As hew slowly pulled out of me, his cock dripping and coated in his cum and my juices, I made my way down to feast on it. Licking and sucking all of the creamy blobs from it, I licked it clean and swallowed his and my combined sex juices.
We kissed again, then I made my way back downstairs and to my car, an order secured and to be delivered next week, when Joan is at coffee again.
I drove to Gary and Betty’s house to deliver their sample. Gary opened the door and took the underwear from me. “Thanks,” he said. “I’ll get Betty to try it on and place the order, it looks lovely,”
“No problem, if you need any other samples or items for a gift, maybe I can help. I am offering a try on service, so just let me know.
“A try on service?” he asked, “what does that mean?”
“I can order a sample for you and model it for you here at your home, so you can see if it is right for you, or in this case, your wife. Would that work for you?” I asked, hoping this might be a good new way to secure orders and have a little fun too.
“Can I see that catalogue again?” he asked.
“Sure,” I handed it to him, and he perused through it while I stood in his hallway.
“What about this one?” he asked, pointing at a black underwear set.
I studied it. I had not seen it before. It was very revealing.
“I haven’t seen this one before but I’m sure I can order it and have it in time for next week, same time? I asked.
“Yes, this time next week Betty will be at work so if you want to show me it then that would be very nice,” he said, looking like a total pervert!
Given what I had experienced earlier, I was rather looking forward to parading in underwear for another horny old man.
I ordered the set from the office and my sales manager called me to check it was the right underwear. He also wanted to congratulate me on my sales. I told him it was the right set. He asked me if I was aware that there were no panties with it, just stockings and a garter with a see-through black bra. I confirmed it was the one. I ordered one in my size.
Before I delivered Gary’s new underwear set the following week, I knocked on Ron’s door, knowing his wife would be at her coffee morning.
He answered. “Hello gorgeous, what do I deserve this pleasure for? Has Joan not placed her order?”
I smiled, I just wanted to pop in and thank you,” I said, standing at the door smiling.
“You’d better come in then,” he leaned out, looked left, then right, then ushered me into the hallway.
“I wanted to properly thank you for last week,” I said and dropped to my knees, undoing his belt and zipper and freeing his already hardening cock.
“Oh, well, you better get stuck in then, Beth,” he said, dropping his pants and pulling his cock as it got harder.
His cock was rock hard in no time, and I sucked and licked it like it was my last meal. Licking all over his balls and stroking him, looking up into his eyes.
He grabbed his cock. “Open your mouth, Beth,” he ordered.
Smiling and looking up, I opened my mouth as he jerked it quickly, rubbing the underside against my tongue, his hand occasionally hitting my chin as he jerked furiously.
“You want my cum, you dirty little slut?” he asked.
“I want your cum,” I confirmed, “all of it.”
He grabbed my hair and pulled me down, pointing his shaft at my tongue and shooting seven powerful streams of warm cum over my tongue, some hitting the roof of my mouth.
He grabbed my head and pulled it down over his cummy cock. I choked and gagged a little as his cum was filling my mouth and throat.
I smiled as I managed to swallow it all without coughing or spitting, then licked his cock clean.
Tears ran down my cheeks from the ordeal; it was intense, amazing.
I kissed him tenderly.
“Good slut, same time next week,” he said, “you’ll be getting fucked again next week.”
I smiled, “OK!” I said, as I walked back to my car, wiggling my ass at him.
That had got me ready for my trip to Gary
I knocked on his door, he opened, looking very sleazy, “come in Beth, do you have the underwear?”
“Yes, of course, I’m ready to try it on for you,” I said as I walked in.
The bulge in his trousers suggested he had been masturbating, his house wasn’t as clean and nice as Ron’s but this felt super seedy, I was very excited.
“Go into the kitchen if you want to change, I’ll wait here and you can show me when you’ve got it on,” he said, his hands rubbing the sides of his trousers.
“Oh, actually I already have it on; I thought it would save time,” I say.
I was wearing black leggings and a white t-shirt with trainers.
“Shall I just whip this off here?” I asked.
He sat down on his sofa, his cock visibly erect. “Ok, yeah, take it off,” he wheezed,
I peeled my t-shirt off and stood in front of him with the see through bra on.
“Like the bra?” I asked.
He grabbed his glasses to try and get a better peak.
“It’s OK,” I said, I moved closer, right up close to him so he could see. He stared at my nipples.
I put my hand inside my bra and tweaked my nipples, they soon got erect and poked out. I removed my hand and laced the bra back over it, my nipple now stood out very visibly. I moved up close to his face, bending down so my breasts were right in front of him.
He adjusted his glasses and stared at my big nipple.
“Oh yes, I like this one,” he said, unashamedly rubbing his cock through his trousers.
“Ready for the rest?” I asked,
He nodded, undoing his belt and zipper.
I turned around and peeled my leggings down my leg, removing them completely with my trainers.
I turned around to show him, moving close so he could see. I was wearing a small pair of black panties which didn’t come with the set.
“I didn’t think there were any knickers with this set?” he asked, looking disappointed.
“No there isn’t. I just put a pair on to hide my modesty,” I said, giggling.
He continued to jerk his pretty big cock as he looked at me.
“Did you think I was going to stand here with no panties on?” I asked.
He looked up at me, cock in his hand and nodded, “Yes, I thought you might.”
I walked over to him and rubbed his hair, “do you want me to take them off?” I asked.
“Yes, please,” he responded, his cock now leaking
I pulled my panties to one side, giving him a full view of my naked pussy.
He leaned forward. Reaching up, he caressed it and stroked it.
I positioned myself over him and sat down, allowing his rock-hard cock to slide right up me.
I rode him gently as he sucked at my titties. Leaning back, stroking my clit as I slid up and down his long, thin shaft.
He stood and span me around, pushing me down onto his sofa, my ass in the air. I slammed his cock into my and continued fucking me.
Pulling out, he placed his slippery wet cock against my asshole.
“Do you want it in there?” he asked as he pushed inside me.
“I’ve never been fuuuuuuu….” I yelped as his old cock sank into my asshole.
“Oh Beth,” he said as his warm sperm oozed into my ass. I stayed as still as i could while he emptied his balls into me.
He collapsed after his orgasm and pulled out. Instinct took over and I sucked his cock to clean him up.
Another sale, another adventure. I received a call from the sales manager asking if I was interested in showing some sex toys.
“Send a big batch across,” I responded excitedly.
