I am just like you that I have to go out and shop. I have to buy groceries, pay my bills, pay my insurance, and go and buy clothing. I can’t just have dick shoved in one of my holes every minute of the day. I wish I could, believe me, but how would I explain that when I go to vote today? Having some guy behind me, me bent over, fucking in line waiting to cast my vote. Might be a bit awkward, fun, but awkward none the less.
I was out shopping for some new jeans and panties. I seem to go though a shit ton of panties for some reason. Oh that’s right, I’m always sending them out to some of you. Which means I go shopping for them more than your average whore. I was in a little lingerie boutique and there was a guy working there. I was very surprised because you hardly ever see a guy working in a lingerie store of any type. I thought maybe he was gay, and no I am not gay bashing, I just assumed.
He came over to me and asked me if I needed any help. I told him I didn’t, but I did ask him how he liked working here. He laughed and said, “It’s my Sister’s place, I am just filling in for a little while so she could run to the bank.” That explains that. I asked him if he was gay, he told me that I was the fifth woman to ask him that today. We both laughed and he said no he wasn’t gay.
Well that just changed everything. I changed my mind and told him that I actually did need some help. I told him that my bras didn’t fit correctly and I needed to be measured. He didn’t know what I was talking about. I volunteered to show him. We went into a changing room, and I took my shirt off and my bra. He just stood there, I told him that we would need a measuring tape. He went to find one.
It took a little while but he came back with one. I showed him how to measure a woman for a bra. He was blushing like crazy, and his cock was getting a little hard. I could see the bulge start up in his jeans in the mirror. He went out and picked out some bras for me to try on. I thanked him then told him that I needed to be measured for panties too. He just looked at me. He asked me if that was actually a thing, I told him no.
He stood there for a few seconds then he figured out what I meant. He came in and slid the curtain closed. I pulled my pants and panties off then sat back on that very uncomfortable little seat. I pulled my legs up so that he could see how wet my pussy was already. He got down on his knees and started to tongue fuck me. He was extremely good at it. I heard the door open in the shop. He had to leave the dressing room, I was so close to cumming too. I heard him talking and the woman said she would come back later.
He came back in and told me he locked the door and put the closed sign up, but we would have to hurry because his sister would be back any minute. I took his cock out and sucked it to life, turned around and let him have at it. He fucked me in my cunt for a bit, then without even asking plowed it into my tight ass. He was big so it made me gasp, but it also made me cum. Then he came shortly after.
He left the room, I got dressed and purchased my stuff. He asked if he could have my number because he would like to see me again. I told him to give me his and I would contact him if I ever wanted to meet up again. He smiled and gave me the digits. I gave him a little kiss then left. I got fucked and some really killer panties and bras, all in all it was a fantastic shopping trip.
I love being a dirty phone sex whore. I was made for this line of work too. I have no book smarts, just street smarts. I was a little short in my account to pay my lot fee. Being short on cash is nothing new nor is being crafty in making some fast cash. Age has never stopped me from making money the old-fashioned way. I put on a short leather skirt and a white tub top, high heels too and I went down to the corner of Main and Vine where the men wanting to pay for sex troll. I stood my old ass on the street corner with the young hookers for hire. They looked me up and down like I was out of my league and trespassing on their turf. The first car pulls up and the group of young whores flocked to the car. To their shock, the guy in the car signaled me over. Maybe he had a mommy fetish or perhaps he just knew a mature woman could do things the other whores had never heard of before. The look on their faces was priceless. First car of the night, and I was the one to get in it. I took him back to my trailer and earned my lot fee. The guy was trolling on the wrong side of the tracks looking for an anal sex whore. He picked the right woman too. I was happy to be his dick spinning anal whore. He curled me up in a ball and spun me around his cock like I was a wind-up toy. He had me in all sorts of contortionist poses to fuck my ass. He said he picked me because I looked flexible. I will fuck in any position for the money. He came in my ass several times before he called himself done. He left me with $500 and ass full of cum. I got my lot fee and more.
