The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part One - Sex Stories

The Lonely Salesman Chapter Three Part One

... think so." She replied. "Let's sneak in the back for a minute. I want to show you something."

Connie didn't wait for me to agree or say anything. She just turned and started walking toward the doorway to my stock room. I let her get a step or two ahead of me and watched her ass sway to and fro as she walked. The skirt moved with her hips, and I felt a stirring in my loins thinking about what that skirt covered.

As we entered the stock room, she continued walking toward the far wall, stopping within reach of the ceiling-high shelves of shoe boxes. I stopped behind her and leaned against a stack of shipping cartons UPS had delivered earlier. She didn't turn to face me; instead, turning at the hips and looked at me over her shoulder. She had a devilish grin on her lips.

Connie said, "Tell me again what you think of my sexy caboose."

While she spoke those words, she spread her feet further apart, bent at the hips, and slid her hands down the front of her legs to her shoes. Her skirt lifted in the back, revealing an incredible pair of sexy lace-topped thigh-high stockings.

The stirring I'd felt in my loins a few seconds earlier turned into stiffening at the zipper of my slacks. I stood there, mesmerized by the incredible image of Connie's sexy legs.

Slowly, she moved her hands from the front of her legs to her heels. Her hands began a slow slide up the back of her legs. Across perfectly shaped calf muscles, into the crook of her knees, and upward onto a pair of ...

... thighs, I'd kill to have wrapped around my waist.

Her hands reached the tops of her stockings and continued up. The material of her skirt gathered along her wrists and moved with her hands. She didn't stop until her hands had slid up across her creamy smooth ass. Her dress flipped up onto her back, exposing her incredible ass. Naked except for the sexiest white satin thong I'd ever seen.

That stiffening at my zipper turned into a colossal bulge, and my cock strained against the material that held it in place.

I was speechless until Connie asked, "So, want to play with my caboose?"

I stumbled for the words as Connie slid her hands down onto her ass and spread her fingers over her cheeks. She pulled them apart, showing me the thin strip of white satin covering her pussy and asshole. Her nails were tipped with the same burgundy color as her sweater.

She hooked a finger under the thin white satin strip of material and pulled it to one side, exposing her pussy to my staring eyes.

She again asked, "Do you want to play with my caboose, want to stick your hot locomotive in my cute little caboose?"

Connie swayed her ass back and forth, enticing me to drive my hot erect locomotive deep into her tight little caboose.

I didn't say a word. But Connie knew by the sound of the store entry buzzer being activated that I wanted more than anything to enter her sexy tunnel with my long, hard locomotive.

She looked around at me with a lustful look on her face. Her hands ...