I was roaming around the clothing store’s register. During the last few weeks, I became more and more fond of this store, not because I liked it very much or going shopping in general. No, it was the clerk I had a thing for. Her name was Roberta, and this woman was haunting me for quite a while already. As always, I waited patiently for her to appear, evading the other employees as well as possible.
We had first met right before the store. Her shift was about to start, and I needed a pantsuit because my boss pretty much ordered me to dress up properly for a special meeting I had to attend. We got along right from the get-go, and slowly but surely, I got to know more about her; she was three years younger than me, making her only twenty-two years young. Even though I was sure Roberta was straight as an arrow, I quickly formed the biggest crush on her. As she usually responded well to me, flirting with her, seeming almost interested, I was head over heels, to say the least.
My heart skipped a beat when I finally spotted her. Roberta was approaching me, smiling big. I wish I could say I was just hoping she would be working today, but I already knew her work schedule very well, a little too well, if I am being honest. I turned on my heels immediately and walked towards Roberta, sporting a big smile on my face. Roberta had her dark hair up in a ponytail with a bit of bang framing the cutest face I had ever seen. Wearing a blue blouse and a pair of jeans. As usual, her outfit seemed to blend perfectly. She looked so lovely and sexy at the same time.
“Hey Roberta, you look amazing today,” I said, trying and failing not to stare at her.
“Oh, thanks,” Roberta replied with an almost embarrassed smile, “What can I do for you today, Sandra?”
“I’m looking to get a skirt, a short one.”
“A skirt? That’s new,” Roberta replied.
“Yeah, I kinda have a date, so…” I lied.
“All right then, let’s go have a look,” Roberta answered in a neutral voice.
We walked over to the changing cabins, where I took a seat and waited for her to bring me some stuff to try on; she had suggested this on my first visit to the store, as I am terrible at picking out outfits on my own. Her words, not mine! She did not take long to come back, her arms loaded with clothes. Presenting me with her haul, smiling big, I lost myself in her eyes, like so many times before.
We looked through a bunch before Roberta grabbed one of them. “I like this one. It’s sexy as hell!”
“It’s quite tight, isn’t it?”
“Well, they’re supposed to be tight, you know.” She paused, looking at me, before adding, “I mean, it would fit you really well,” holding the skirt in front of me.
“Yeah, I don’t know. I’ll try it,” I answered before getting inside the cabin.
I slipped it on and was surprised at how light it felt. The material was soft, but there was not a lot of fabric covering the skin of my thighs.
“What do you think?” I asked from within the cabin.
“What?” Roberta glanced through the open door, adding, “See, I knew it would fit you nicely. Perfect for your long legs.”
“And my tiny ass…” I protested.
She laughed, grabbing my shoulders to turn me around in front of her, inspecting my backside.
“I think your butt looks great in it.”
“If I had your sexy curves, it would,” I almost whispered, while turning my head around to face her.
“I don’t wear skirts,” she gave me a smile and a half-wink, making me smirk at her.
“I think I have just the perfect top for this,” Roberta broke the brief silence by getting back to business.
“Yes, why not?” I said, staring at the younger woman’s round ass, rushing away to get the top for me. The things I wanted to do with her flashed through my mind once again, making me blush when she finally came back.
She showed me a black and a white top to choose from. I picked the white, slightly transparent-looking one. I quickly changed into it before presenting myself to her again. Roberta smiled, reaching over to adjust my bra underneath the top.
I watched her hands moving up and down the curvature of my small breasts, fiddling with my bra. Feeling her hands bruising and even grabbing my tits a few times drove me crazy. Standing there, frozen in front of her, watching her touch me. Needless to say, my crush on this woman got even bigger.
“On your date, you need to wear a better bra that can hold them where they are supposed to be,” Roberta whispered, looking at my bust. “You look super-hot in this outfit. Your date will love it for sure,” she continued, pulling on the straps of my bra one more time.
I felt myself blush violently. Not only was she still staring at me, but she was looking at me so intently that I could feel the blush spreading down my neck as she tried to make eye contact.
As our eyes met, Roberta asked, “Is there anything else I can do for you?” Instantly closing the distance between us. Her lips were just a few inches away from my own, glowing in a shade of red I could barely even describe, begging to be kissed.
“Is she challenging me?” I asked myself, my eyes still glued to the texture of her lips.
Making eye contact with her again, I felt my lips curl up in a smirk. Trying to choose between pushing her into an awkward kiss or getting out of the situation with a quick, no. I glanced down between the two of us and back at her, only to find her still looking right back at me, with an almost embarrassed smile forming. It was as if she dared me to kiss her. I had no chance to back out, especially as I was feeling like my heart would explode any minute. I had to do something, and backing out was out of the question.
Starting my gamble, I closed the distance and kissed her on the corner of her lip. They felt like they could have been the most exquisite lips I had ever kissed. She pulled away and stared up at me with her beautiful, dark eyes. I held my breath for her reaction, to see her face brightening up a little. After checking that there was no one else around, she kissed me back, a short and tame but incredibly tender kiss. I could tell she was very nervous and unsure of what to do, as we stood there feeling each other’s warm breath on our faces.
Grabbing Roberta’s arm, in one swift motion, I pulled her into the changing cabin. After letting go of her, I sat on the bench, inviting her with a smile to sit beside me. Leaving a space between us, she placed her exquisite butt beside me. She looked like she was about to run any second.
“Hey,” I said as I gently touched her hair.
“H-Hey,” she replied.
I reached out to grasp her cheeks with the thumb of my right hand, but she turned away, looking at the ground.
“Are you ok?” I asked her when her head was facing me again.
“No. I am just… I am… I didn’t…” She shook her head, but her voice was still a slight whisper.
Slowly, I moved closer. I took her hand and placed it in my palm, holding it for a few seconds, visibly calming her down.
“You kissed me back?” I whispered, smiling at her.
She looked down, then up at me. “Yes.”
I pulled back just enough to look at her face. Pushing a few stray curls off her forehead. Her cheeks were visibly burning.
“You have nice lips. I wanted to kiss them for a while, you know,” I whispered, making a smile form on her face.
“I know,” she whispered.
Before I could answer, her hands had moved to my face, cupping my cheeks, drawing me into another kiss. This time, the kiss was everything I had been waiting for. It felt so good. She felt so good, so delicious. I knew I could never get enough of her lips. I wanted to stay in this kiss forever. Whenever we gasped for air, and I looked deep into her beautiful sparkling eyes, my mind started racing. I had so many questions. How was this even happening?
All the thoughts vanished again as soon as I felt that warm breath against my lips again. As her tongue pierced my lips, a silent moan escaped me before I started playing with the delicious intruder. Unsure of how far to push, I kept my hands off her, only to feel her hand running over my arm a few moments later. She broke the kiss, gazing at me, panting.
“That top really looks gorgeous on you,” Roberta whispered to my lips as her hand wandered over my shirt to caress my breast. I smiled and kissed her lips again.
Her touch set me free. I followed her lead and started touching her breasts through her blouse at first, but she would not have it for long. A few moments later, I was watching her open the buttons to reveal her bra, holding her big boobs in place. Drawing her into another wet kiss, I let my hand wander back down between her breasts.
Massaging her tits while kissing her neck, running my fingers around her cups, and enjoying the softness of her skin. I could feel her body tense up as her arousal mounted, and I saw the pure fire in her eyes, which turned into a lustful look as I just kept going.
Smiling at her, I pulled her right cup down, revealing her bare breast to me. She looked a bit surprised at first, but smiled back at me as soon as I put my hand back on it. I traced the smooth skin of her breast with the tip of my fingers, cupping her face with my other hand while I kissed her lips.
“Hmm,” she sighed into my mouth.
Moving down past her neck as her moans were clearly asking for more, I started sucking on her exposed nipple, while my fingers strafed across the underside of her tit, provoking a silent “Oh my God” to escape from her lips.
The taste of her soft breast filled my mouth as I traced my tongue around the pointed nipple, causing her to gasp and arch her back. While my mouth was busy on her nipple, I ran my right hand over to the soft skin of her belly, leaving behind a trail of goosebumps that had nothing to do with the temperature of the room.
Circling her belly button, I could tell she was getting addicted to my touch. Raising my head to face her again, Roberta immediately kissed my lips and drove her tongue inside again.
After kissing without restraints, we were facing each other again, forehead pressed against forehead, gasping for air, our eyes locked. I could see the fire burning inside her as I caressed her hair.
“I’m not sure what I’m going to do with you,” I whispered, running my index finger across the waistband of her jeans. Her approval was instant, slightly nodding at me. She inhaled sharply as soon as I started descending my hand inside her jeans, taking my sweet time. I knew she was mine now.
As soon as I felt the damp skin of her sex under my fingers, I could feel myself getting even wetter than I already was. It was quite frustrating. I could not see what I was working with, but her pussy felt beautiful on my fingers. Feeling her perfectly shaved fleshy outer lips made my mouth water, thinking about how she would taste.
Exploring a little at first, I spread her pussy lips with two of my fingers, only grazing over her clit with the tip of another. Prompting her to inhale sharply as her eyes were begging me for more again, and I would not withhold what she needed. I worked Roberta’s clit, rubbing faster and faster, running one finger through her moist folds, probing her as her panting grew faster and faster, our eyes still locked on each other. I held her at the edge for a little bit, enjoying her sweet agony, before driving her home.
She came hard, much harder than I expected. With her shuddering in orgasm, I quickly put my lips on hers, silencing her moans. We spent a little time kissing in that position before I slowly lifted my hand from her sex, stroking her hair with the other.
Hearing sounds outside, I fully realized again we were still inside the changing cabin. So did Roberta, who quickly rearranged her clothes, not saying anything. Even though she was smiling all over her face, the situation felt a little awkward as we waited for the people outside the cabin to get a little further away.
“Wanna go on a date sometime?” I broke the silence.
She gave me a sassy look, getting up and planting a kiss on my forehead. After opening the door of the cabin, she turned her head.
“If I remember correctly, you already have a date planned,” winking at me, before leaving.
I sat there for a moment, realizing how the tides had turned back and forth within the last few minutes. “It was exciting,” I said to myself, rushing out of the changing cabin to find her at the cash register where we exchanged numbers…
