Just Shopping For A Suit, Ma’am – Part 5

"He was shopping for a suit but got more than he expected."

He was in the dressing room in his undershorts as the sales girl was taking his measurements for a custom made suit for his brother’s wedding. He was enjoying the view of her ass in the mirror as she was on her hands and knees, stretching to reach the tape measure that she dropped.

Her tight black mini skirt had ridden high on her hips. As she stretched her arm out, her legs parted and he could see the lips of her pussy through the black hose she wore. She had no underwear under the hose, and the pouty folds stood out more as her legs spread further. His cock was in full erection pulling at the material of his shorts as it tried to stand erect.

He was disappointed when she finally found the end of the tape measure. His disappointment was replaced with awe as she again tried to measure his waist by reaching around him to grab the tape. Her breasts framed his cock between them as she pushed against him to grab the end of the tape measure. She pulled the tape to the front and read the numbers. 

“Could you pass my piece of paper and pencil that is on the ledge so I don’t have to get up?” she asked as she looked up at him. 

He looked into the most beautiful eyes he had ever seen. Then, he noticed her mouth was at the same level as his cock. He wished with his life that she would just take his cock into her mouth. All she had to do was pull his shorts down. Then he noticed her breasts. From his vantage point, he could see the separation between them. The cleavage was so erotic. He could tell her breasts were larger than he first imagined when he saw how tight her blouse was.

He reached to the ledge, got the paper and pen, and gave them to her. She made her notes then set the items on the floor beside her.

She took the tape measure and measured from his waist to his ankle. After making her notes, she stared up at him.

“Could you spread your legs apart a little for me please, sir?” she asked as she tapped his thigh gently.

 He spread his legs apart to make it easier for her to reach higher up. He felt her hand trail up the inside of his leg as it approached his balls. He thought he would cum right then and there when she used the side of her hand to move his balls, placing the tape measure at the very top of his leg.

He closed his eyes as he enjoyed her touch, the side of her hand laying against him. His balls felt warm where they rested against her hand. It seemed to take forever for her to read the numbers and when he looked down, her face was right at his balls as she was reading the numbers on the tape. His knees felt week, but he kept watching her. She did not move, except to gently move his balls ever so slightly back and forth as she watched the tape.

She moved her hand away and his balls swung back into place. She made her notes again.

“I need to take your hip measurement, sir, but, I have a slight problem,” she stated, a little smile lit up her face.

“What is the problem?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

“You seem to have a slight bulge in your shorts that will throw off my measurement. I can take care of your problem if you would like me to, sir,” she said as she turned her head to look at him again.

“Whatever you have to do to get the correct measurement, please, just tell me what you want me to do,” he said, not really understanding what she meant. 

Then she did something that really rocked his world.