"Well hello there," he saidwhen he saw me sitting at the counter. I didn't know how to respond, Ididn't know what the sales lady, or Bec as he called... her, had in mindfor me."Hello sir," I responded quietly, avoiding eye contact to help hide myembarrassment.The handbag sales lady spoke up breaking the small slice ofuncomfortable silence, "Tony, this adorable little creature is a sissyand is literally owned by his wife, who he is totally dedicated to. Ihave also just learned that she is locked. I’m just not at a place where I can deal with her or really either of them. I’m just not.”“I understand,” she said. “Anyway, I need you to go to the store and get a couple of things for the next couple of days.”“Okay, what?” I said.“Just bread and a six pack of IPA,” she said. “We’re out of both. Oh, and one of those big cans of pineapple juice.”“Okay, got it. I’ll go now. It’s not that late; the mini-mart is open. I’ll just walk; I need to burn some calories,” I said.“Okay,” she said.It was. She had a terrific perfect body. I have seen that love triangle between the well-shaped thighs and it was covered with soft hairs. I was losing my conscious because this scene was really erotic and I was drinking that beautiful naked body with my eyes. She opened her eyes and looked at me.Her eyes were full of lust and slowly she has taken my face on her hands kissed me. The first kiss was really fantastic. Those luscious lips slowly taken my lips to mouth and started sucking it like she was. My uncle wasn’t the greatest when it comes to taking care of the baby. So I went over (we lived 5 mins drive away). The day went along and my aunty was drawing something with the chalk (some Indian thing) and at that point, I was just shocked. Her boobs pressed against her knee and I saw a cleavage. Those tits were so goddamn perfect. I went home later. But that image of her tits was still in my head, and I masturbated in my bed just thinking about it. It was so hot, I can’t even describe.