Ashley stopped at her favorite store; it was a local designer store, and she loved the styles that the designer came up with. Ashley walked inside; lo...oking around, she saw a mannequin wearing shorts with a spaghetti strap top, and Ashley couldn’t help but smile. The outfit brought back the memory of the painter that she fucked while her husband was at work. She felt guilty for letting it go that far, but damn if it didn’t feel good, she thought.With the thought behind her, she ended up trying. I don't want to seem like a braggart but from the other dicks I'd seen in my life, mine was on the larger size. I'd never measured it as I hadn't see the need. My attempt to rearrange the tackle however didn't go unnoticed. Pam looked over as I readjusted myself and let out a little giggle. "Exciting work isn't it?" she asked. I blushed bright red, nodded and looked into the bag as if I was searching for something. Pam stood up and walked over to the pianola that was next to the. I can’t argue with the boss. She gives me a wicked grin and pushes past me as if we are in a crowded place. I just take a deep breath. I walk over to the main desk and grab the stack of science fiction books and walk on. When I get to the section, I bump into a very attractive man. I couldn’t keep my eyes off him. He looks to be at least twenty-five, with dirty blonde hair, about six feet tall, muscular frame, gorgeous blue eyes, and a side smile that drew me in for some reason. I accidentally. “I am not done with you. I want you pounding my pussy not shooting your load in my throat. So get on the bed and lie down.” We crawled up on the bed and she pushed me down with my cock pointed straight up. She crawled up over me sitting on my stomach. She bent down and kissed me hard on the lips again. My hands played with her hard nipples causing her to moan loudly in my ear. I squeezed her breasts and nipples and her hips moved on my stomach. She was getting ready to take my cock in her hot.