“Hot though that is and you are, I need to save something for…distracting your friend.”
“Oh, she’s more like a frenemy,” Ebony explained. “We’ve always been competing.”
“Well, with me on your side, you’ve won for sure,” Ken replied. “Now, get dressed, you can use those,” he waved at the clothes that had brought her into the store.
“Oh?”
“Don’t worry, you’ll pay for them,” Ebony’s expression started to change as she did the math on how expensive the clothes were and how little cash was in her account, “one way or the other,” Ken concluded with a playful leer.
Ebony’s white teeth flashed at him in a brilliant smile, before she pulled on the tiny leather mini-skirt and wrapped the barely-there lavender bra around her massive tits.
“You want me to wear panties?” she asked.
“No. We’re going to convince her she’s already lost, among other things,” Ken replied as he pulled his shirt down to cover his stained crotch. He kissed her lightly, then wrapped a blatantly possessive arm around her waist, his thumb caressing the expanse of dark flesh that rose out of the mini-skirt to fill the bra that was doubling as her top; the rest of his fingers were pressed into her hip, holding her against his firmly muscled side and walked her towards the door.
Ebony shied away. Ken stared at her, startled by her suddenly, shockingly, uncharacteristically shy behavior. “You want folks to see us coming out together? You work here,” her voice was worried.
He smiled as he realized her concern as about him and he pulled her around so she was right in front of him, her tits pressed against him and kissed her very thoroughly, one finger sliding past her ass, then deep inside her cunt. “Don’t worry about me, pet, when you sell clothes like these,” one hand mauled her barely covered breasts as the other frigged her cunt mercilessly, “folks expect a sexual atmosphere.” He pulled his finger free of her sopping pussy and spun her so she was back at his side. Her legs almost folded under her, but the hand on her ass steadied her until she’d recovered, though she was, once again, horny as hell.
Ken lead her out of the dressing room, pausing only to grab a trench coat that covered his stained crotch and to command the jealous looking Richter to cover the store, before swaggering out into the mall, with Ebony right next to him, looking fine as hell. |