She reached inside Tim’s fly and cupped his aching balls with both hands. She started massaging them as her lips planted light kisses over his cockhead. Then the tip of her tongue proceeded to lick the sensitive underside in a way that soon had him racing towards ejaculation again. With half-closed eyes, he could make out Tayla fingering herself as she watched. Tracy started expertly sucking his cockhead back and forth between her lips. The sexy vixen knew she had him on the very brink of spurting. As her pace increased, Tim could do nothing but moan:
“Aaaah, T-Tracy, yes! Ooooh, please, d-don’t stop! Aaaah, yes, now! I’m gonna…”
Just as his cock started twitching, Tracy suddenly removed her mouth, leaving Tim wavering on the very edge of orgasm. She tightened her fingers around the head of his cock, just as Tanya had been doing at lunchtime, holding a firm grip until his impending orgasm had receded.
“My, Tim! You were sooo close! You almost made me break my promise! Here, Tayla, he’s all for you again”
A Story of T’s
As he drove to work that Monday morning, Tim thought it was just the start of another boring week at the office. After a relaxing weekend spent windsurfing and clubbing at a nearby seaside resort, he’d almost forgotten about the new recruits. They were due to start training as testers in his team that same Monday. About all he knew was all 3 girls were in their early twenties, and would be under his supervision. He’d seen their pictures on the application form, and they looked like real stunners. In any event, he had to admit it would be a refreshing change to have three girls joining them, albeit as trainees. In the almost guys-only team he was in, it sometimes made him wonder what his firm’s ‘Equal Opportunities Employer’ motto meant within the IT department.
It was a warm and sunny spring morning. Tim relaxed at the wheel of his convertible, enjoying the morning breeze. He smiled in expectation, thinking the week might not be so boring after all. His girlfriend hadn’t given him any relief for over three months, but from a one-night stand the month before. And now, she was away for the week. The aphrodisiac effects of spring made his situation even more urgent. He couldn’t help hoping these new trainees might be the opportunity for a much needed encounter. At the thought, he felt his cock stiffen inside his light blue Versace trousers. As usual, he wore nothing underneath, and his hard-on was growing unchecked, visibly straining against the thin cotton material. He quickly regained himself, trying to concentrate about something else and let his arousal subside. He’d long enjoyed the feeling it gave him not to wear anything under his trousers, and had learned how to control himself and avoid any embarrassing situation. He knew it wouldn’t be quite proper to appear in public sporting an obvious hard-on. He would wait for more intimate moments with his girlfriends. They enjoyed his readiness, not having to fumble with several layers of clothing before reaching their goal.
But today, what with the spring and weeks of abstinence, Tim was finding it more difficult. His erection was taking longer than usual to subside. He felt a drop of precum escape from the tip and fall upon his thigh. He looked down and saw the wet spot showing through the fabric, making him wonder if he should have worn some thicker trousers despite the warm weather. Fortunately, he wore a jacket that was long enough to make his state a bit less obvious. Still, he would have to be careful and exert even more self-control than usual. As he drove into the underground car park, his cock had finally reached a manageable size, the wet spot almost dried in the warm breeze. He closed the hood and got out of his car, slid his pass through the security gates, and took the lift up to the office area. He greeted Alicia, the receptionist, and they talked awhile about their respective weekends. She was a smiling and easygoing person, and he always enjoyed a little chat with her when he walked into the office. But it had never gone beyond that, and to Tim, that wasn’t something he’d even considered.
Tim entered the modern open floor style office. Everyone here worked in the same open space, desks facing each other without any specific pattern. Only his boss, or Line Manager as they officially called him, enjoyed the benefits of a private office. But Tim didn’t care. On the contrary, he liked the way it brought better communication and atmosphere among his team. He walked towards his desk, greeting everyone along the way. As he turned round the shelves separating his desk from the main walkway, he almost dropped his jaw. There they were, sitting at the three desks immediately facing him, stunning beyond his wildest expectations. They flashed a big smile as they saw him arrive. He caught his breath and stuttered:
“H-Hi, there. I’m Tim. So you’re the new trainees, are you? Glad to meet you!”
The three of them stood up and walked towards him to shake hands. The girl in the center smiled at him. Her one-inch long fingernails, tastefully covered in raspberry varnish, lingered over his hand. Looking him up and down, she said in a sultry voice:
“Oh, hi, Tim! I’m Tanya, and here are my friends Tara and Tina”
To his left, Tara was a 5’5″ brunette with blue eyes and short hair, wearing a tight and see-through white tank top and an even tighter pair of pink cotton boot-cut jeans along with sexy black leather stiletto boots. He could see the dark shade of her firm tits jutting through her top. It was obvious she neither wore nor needed a bra.
To his right, Tina stood at 5’10”, with long curly hair and brown eyes. Her black skin was emphasised by a white-cotton short summer dress that left little to the imagination. It exposed most of her gorgeous legs, and was transparent enough to reveal her braless breasts in their full glory. Her naked feet were covered in matching white stiletto pumps.
Across from him, Tanya was 5’8″, and by far the most stunning of the three. She had short blonde hair, green eyes, and the sexiest, naughtiest lips he thought he’d ever seen. She seemed to be breathing sex out of every pore. She was wearing a black tank top that was so tight and low it barely covered her obviously braless nipples. They were straining upwards for release and looked as if they’d pop out in the open air any moment. Her ripped-by-design stonewashed denim jeans fit her like a second skin. The sun-tanned skin of her legs was showing through every shred. He wondered how she could get away with coming to work in such an outfit! To crown it all, she wore the sexiest pair of black leather sandals over her pedicured bare feet and raspberry varnished toenails. Her 5″ high stiletto heels seemed to stem from Tim’s deepest and most secret fantasies. Tanya was like a dream come true.
Tim noticed all three of them were wearing the same silver anklet around their right ankle. In the case of Tara, she wore it over her boot, which somehow made it look even more sexy. The design was a string of hearts and letters and Tim wondered what it might mean. As he kept watching in near awe, Tanya added with a mischievous smile:
“In college, we called ourselves the Spice T’s, but were known as T’s Angels… Glad to be part of Tim’s team now, or should it be T’sd team ?”
The way she insisted on the T’s was making Tim wonder what she was meaning, but he was a bit too flabbergasted to reflect on it. He took it as a pun on their names all starting with T, and answered:
“I see! Well that’s a lot of T’s! Welcome to the team anyway, and feel free to ask me should you have any questions!”
Tanya licked her lips as she looked right into his eyes and replied:
“Thanks, Tim! But I’m sure you’ve not yet had all the T’s you can get. Trust me, it’s only just started!”
The only thing Tim knew for sure, it certainly wasn’t going to be a boring week. They all looked like real sexpots. He was glad his jacket was still buttoned down as he observed them. For the second time this morning, he had real trouble controlling his growing hard-on. He adjusted his tie and asked them if they cared for some tea or coffee. Tanya answered:
“Oh, sure. I love tea. All sort of teas, actually. Indian teas, Chinese teas, even the good old office teas…”
Tara added:
“Oh, yeah! Tanya’s our real tea’s expert, you know. But only a few drops of cream, don’t you think, Tina?”
Tina answered:
“Sure, Tara. Just enough to make it all nice and ready. Too much milking and it gets so messy. Better always make sure it doesn’t cum to that”.
And Tanya went:
“Oh, Tina! You know how I like it, don’t you? Milk out as much cream as I want, but keep it all throbbing hot! And all it takes is a nice squeeze on the T spot right at T time, doesn’t it?”
Tina replied:
“How true, Tanya! You always know just when to stop before it spurts all over, don’t you? No wonder you’re our tea’s expert!”
Here they are with their T’s again, thought Tim. And he couldn’t quite make out why Tina had used the term ‘milking’ instead of ‘milk’, or the sexy way she’d pronounced the word ‘come’. However he was starting to see a pattern. He asked:
“Oh, I understand you already know our tea and coffee area? Do you like it?”
Tara answered:
“Oh, no, silly! We never went there yet! I think Tanya was talking about another kind of T spot!”
All three of them started giggling. He offered to show them through to the coffee area, and they followed him. On the way back, they were walking in front of him, and he couldn’t resist the opportunity to stare at their gorgeously exposed bods from behind. The complete lack of visible panty-line underneath their tight revealing clothes meant that either they wore the tiniest G-Strings, or nothing at all. More than everything, Tanya’s jeans were shredded everywhere even over her bum. They clearly revealed she was just as sun-tanned over there, and left little possibility for her wearing anything else underneath. As she wiggled her ass inside her skin-tight jeans, it looked as it would rip through the thin faded denim any moment. Tim’s cock rose fully erect at the sight, despite all his attempts at self-control. Tara turned her head and asked him:
“Tim, don’t you feel hot wearing your jacket on such a warm day?”
He stuttered:
“W-well, you know, what with the air conditioning, I’m actually feeling a bit cold…”
Tim was actually starting to sweat from all the arousal and tension he felt in their company. He was glad to reach his desk and sit down. At last, he could take off his jacket without making his predicament too obvious.
Tanya sat down at her desk across from him. His gaze kept drifting away from his screen to look at her. From where he sat, he could see under her desk right up to her crotch. He gasped at the way the skin-tight paper-thin denim outlined every detail of her pussy lips. He would have sworn he could even see the dampness showing through. Seemingly absorbed by whatever was on her screen, she kept rubbing her thighs together. Tim tried to concentrate on his work and let his hard-on subside. But he couldn’t help his eyes from turning back to her, sitting there in her sexy jeans and stiletto heels. Despite all his efforts, his erection would never reach less than half-mast position.
It was close to lunchtime when she let her right sandal slowly dangle out until it dropped to the floor. Her naked right foot was now massaging the left one, still encased in its devilishly sexy stiletto. At first, she was massaging the upper side. Then her foot went down the side of the sandal and she grabbed the stiletto heel between her toes. She started slowly rubbing her toes up and down the heel. Tim watched as hypnotized. His hard-on was now totally beyond control. He looked up and blushed when he met Tanya’s gaze. She was looking right at him. He thought “God, she must have noticed I was watching her!”. She smiled triumphantly, lowered her gaze to look under his desk, and licked her lips lusciously. This made him realize she had as good a view of him as he had of her. She certainly could see the full extent of his predicament, making a throbbing tent pole through his trousers.
At that point, the other team members called over for lunch. Tara and Tina got up to follow them, while Tanya said she’d already had enough calories at breakfast. She asked Tara to bring her a diet lollipop. She didn’t mention the fact that her perfectly balanced figure most certainly didn’t need such precaution.
As for Tim, there was no way he could stand up in the state he was in. And he was curious to see how far Tanya would go with her little heel game. He told them he had some work to finish and would try and join them later. That left Tim and Tanya alone in the office. As she went on rubbing her heel between her toes, the little sexpot kept licking her lips and looking at his crotch. The effect this had on Tim was incredible. He thought how it would feel if her toes were doing to his burning shaft the same vicious massage as to her heel. He almost felt as if she were masturbating him right from across her desk, playing mind games with his helpless erection. When she increased the pace of her rubbing, concentrating on the tip of her heel, he felt he would go over the top. Out of the side of his eyes, he saw her hands grab the belt of her jeans, tugging the fabric even tighter as it rubbed over her pussy lips. He looked up and saw her close her eyes as she seemingly enjoyed a potent orgasm.
Tanya slipped her sandal back on, and resumed work as if nothing had happened. After a few moments, she called over to him:
“Tim, I think there’s a problem with my PC. Could you cum over and have a look?”
Tim hesitated for a second. His erection was still helplessly straining against his trousers, and he had no way to hide it. But after what had just happened, he thought “What the hell! Anyway she must’ve already noticed”. He got up and walked over to her desk. Standing to her left, he asked her what the problem was. She said:
“Well, I got this message there. It says it can’t find a library or something. Do you think my PC’s broken already?”
Tim looked at her screen and replied:
“Oh, I see. It’s missing some DLL. Let’s try and find it. Don’t worry, it’s not broken. It’s just a software problem.”
Focusing her gaze on the tent pole bulge that extended down his thigh, Tanya commented:
“Well, Tim! It certainly doesn’t look like a software problem you have down there! Does watching me scratch my toes have such effect on you, or what? It was all very innocent, you know, they were just a little itchy… Don’t tell me you thought otherwise, uh? Or is it that you have a little foot fetish?”
Tim’s faced turned bright red. He stuttered:
“W-Well, Tanya, I admit I find you extremely attractive, you know. I even think you’re the most sexy girl I’ve ever met! I don’t use to be so direct, but I’d really love to have a date with you.”
Tanya replied:
“Oh, Tim, that’s so sweet! You know, I find you attractive too. Those Versace trousers suit you quite well, you know? I like the soft look of that thin cotton fabric. It must feel so good!”
She reached over to his inner thigh and started feeling the material. Tim couldn’t help his erection from throbbing at the proximity of her hand. Tanya watched as the outline became even more obvious. Drops of precum had started to leak from his cock-head, forming a telltale wet spot where it strained against the thin material. Tanya licked her lips and said:
“Wow, Tim, you impress me! Your trousers really don’t leave much to the imagination. You’re not wearing anything underneath, are you?”
Tim blushed and stuttered:
“W-well, I didn’t know it was so obvious… It’s just that … I like the feeling of freedom, you know?”
Tanya replied:
“Oh, I can understand! I never wear any panties either, you know? So sexy, so practical… Well, that gets you off to a good start. I want my dates to be like that all the time. It makes them so … available. ”
Tanya crossed her legs, causing the tip of her heel to graze over Tim’s knee. Still feathering her fingers over his inner thigh, her other hand started playing with her anklet. Tim intently looked at the string of heart and letters again, but he still couldn’t get the meaning. Tanya went on:
“You know, Tim, if you want to earn that date, you’ll have to dress even nicer. I expect my dates to look really top, you know. Let me call my friend Trisha. She’s got a fashion boutique. We’ll see if she can arrange something for you…”
Tanya reached for her mobile and dialled a number.
“Hi, Trisha? It’s Tanya. You know, I’ve got Tim here. He’d really like a nice sexy suit to go on a date… And one he can wear at work as well… You know how I like them, don’t you? Could he cum by this evening? … Oh, yes, great! Ok, that’ll be 6 PM then!”
She turned back to Tim and said:
“Lucky you! They’re open late tonight, so you can go straight after work. Here, take her card.”
She handed him a business card that said “T’s Fashion”. The address was quite close to the office, so it would be easy for him to be there on time. He looked at the logo, an heart with two curly T’s inside, and replied:
“OK! Anything for a date with you, Tanya! Just tell me, your anklet, it’s got a lot of T’s and hearts in there as well. Has it got something to do with this shop? I’m really curious about the meaning?”
Tanya giggled as she resumed playing with her anklet:
“Oh, Tim, isn’t it obvious? It’s just a little rebus, you know. An I, an heart, a T, a T, can’t you see what it means?”
Tim thought for a moment… Heart, like love… I love… Two T’s… All these T’s finally starting to make sense… He hesitated:
“Does that mean that you love to … tease?”
Tanya laughed:
“That’s a smart boy! You’ve got it exactly right, Tim! Me and my friends are real little cock-teasers, you know? Tell me, Tim, do you like your cock being teased?”
As she emphasized the word “cock”, her fingers grabbed the tip of his erection and started slowly massaging it through his trousers. The expert sexpot knew exactly what she was doing. She stroked the head of his cock between three fingers, her thumb rubbing over the topside, her index playing with the tip, while her long middle fingernail raked the sensitive area on the underside. On top of his already intense arousal, she knew the devastating effect it was having on him. In just a few strokes, she already had him on the brink of cumming. As he gasped for breath, she commented:
“You know what, Tim? Your lack of underwear makes you so vulnerable… You should be careful, accidents can easily happen…”
Stricken by panic at the thought of messing his trousers right there in the office, he pleaded:
“Oooh, Tanya, pl-please!”
As she relentlessly brought him ever closer to the brink, Tanya replied:
“Please? Please what, Tim? Is it that you want relief so badly?”
Tim found it hard to speak as Tanya’s manipulations had him moan with arousal:
“N-No… Oooh! Y-yes… It’s just that… Oooh, God! Not here, I mean! Not in my… Aaaah! Please!”
Tanya teased:
“Oh, you mean, not in your … trousers? It would be quite a mess, wouldn’t it? Not a piece of underwear to give you any protection! Oh, I find it so sexy, you know. Tell me, Tim, do you really want me to stop? You seem to enjoy what I’m doing, don’t you?”
Her expert fingers were now feathering his cockhead, keeping him hovering on the very edge. Her other hand started massaging her pussy through her jeans as she said:
“Oooh, Tim! You make me so hot! I think I’m going to cum!”
Tanya resumed her devastating handjob, her middle fingernail purposely raking the sensitive underside of his cockhead. Her expert strokes nearly had him past the point of no return. At the mercy of her tantalizing fingers, all he could do was moan helplessly. He was on the brink of creaming his trousers, and was unable to do anything about it. He stuttered:
“Aaah! Ta-Tanya! Oooh! Pl-please! N-No! Aaaah! I can’t resist… Ooooh! I’m about to… Aa-aaah!”
Her stroking turned even more insistent as she replied:
“Oh, Tim, are you trying to tell me you’re about to cum? You want that, don’t you? Oh, yes, I can feel it! It’s all ready to burst! But you’re going to wet your trousers, you know that?”
The expert action of her fingernail was sending sensory waves through his every nerve ending. All he could do was moan:
“Ooooh! T-Tanya! N-N-Ooooh-aaaah!”
Tanya felt a telltale twitching inside his cock. The expert sexpot knew his orgasm was impending. One more stroke would have him tip over the edge. She suddenly stopped her manipulations, tightening her grip on the head of his cock to contain the desperate throbbing. Meanwhile, her other hand was rubbing her pussy at an increased pace. Tim watched her close her eyes as she exploded in another orgasm.
Tanya opened her eyes. She released her grip and looked at his bulging erection. She commented:
“Wow, Tim! Looks like it was close, wasn’t it? You were just about to let me make a soaking mess out of your Versace trousers, uh? Gee! That would have been fun!”
Her index finger wiped the glob of precum that had filtered through the thin fabric. She put it to her mouth and started licking it. She said:
“Yum! It tastes so good, you know, Tim!”
Tina and Tara chose this moment to come back from lunch. Tim tried to hide his predicament by moving behind Tanya’s screen, but they both came over to her desk, bringing the lollipop she had asked for. Their gaze went straight down to Tim’s protruding hard-on. Tara commented:
“My, Tim! You seem to have been enjoying yourself! I hope we are not interrupting anything!”
Still gazing at his crotch, Tina licked her lips and added:
“Oh, Tanya, those drops of cream! You had him pretty close, uh? You weren’t about to give him the T spot treatment, were you?”
Tanya unwrapped her lollipop and proceeded to lick it in the most suggestive way. She answered:
“Oh, no, Tina! It was just a little tease, you know. Everything cums to him who waits, doesn’t it?”
Tim still didn’t have a clue what their T spot gibberish was about. But he now knew it had to do with their relentless teasing. Tanya said:
“Actually, Tim was here to fix a problem with my PC. A software problem, that is. So, Tim, is there a fix for it?”
Tina and Tara went back to their desks. Tim proceeded to look for the missing DLL that had started it all. The Find File command didn’t return anything, and he asked Tanya if anything else had happened before that. She replied:
“Well, when I think of it, there was this strange message about the recycle bin…”
Tim looked and found the missing file was indeed there. He could have sworn the little teaser had put it there on purpose. He restored it to its original location, and checked the application was now working fine. Tanya thanked him cheerfully:
“Oh, Tim, thanks! You’re a real expert! Now, don’t forget your appointment this evening, uh? Oh, there’s one more thing I have to ask of you…”
Tim said:
“Yes, Tanya?”
Looking down at his rock-hard cock, she slowly slurped her luscious lips back and forth over her lollipop before answering:
“Please keep it for me, Tim, keep it all for our date!”
He answered:
“OK, Tanya, I promise. You know I’ll do anything for that date, don’t you?”
Tanya smiled and Tim limped back clumsily to his desk, trying to hide his predicament as best as he could.
Tim spent the afternoon sitting at his desk, trying to cool down. With little success. Tanya was relentless and continued with her little foot tease. And Tara and Tina had now joined the game, rubbing their stiletto heels against the legs of their desks. Even when he tried not to look at them and absorb himself in his screen, the thought of what Tanya had been doing kept him hopelessly horny. He found it hard to believe how expertly she’d brought him to near orgasm in such a short time. And the sensations caused by her knowing fingers were addictive. Longing for her strokes, his cock could not find any rest and stayed desperately hard. His balls were tight and aching from the need for relief.
At 5:30, everyone started leaving. Buttonning up his jacket to hide his arousal, Tim headed for his car. The ride helped him to cool down a little. He arrived at T’s Fashion 10 minutes early and parked at the curb. He looked at the window, and was stunned by the models on display. Girls wearing the skimpiest outfits amidst hunks in tight-fitting T-shirts and jeans. Then came the lingerie items and the most astounding range of high-heels boots, pumps and sandals he’d ever seen.
As he entered the shop, he gasped at the sight of the gorgeous attendant. A blonde in her early twenties, her curvaceous body was tightly outlined by a bright red cotton mini-dress. The open back exposed her naked skin down to the cleavage of her butts, and the front did little to cover her jutting braless breasts. She wore matching red leather stiletto sandals, while her hands were covered in white silky looking gloves. Tim became increasingly nervous when he noticed she wore the same silver anklet as Tanya and her friends. She smiled at him:
“Hi, I’m Tayla. Can I be of any help?”
Tim stutterred:
“H-hi Tayla. I’m Tim. Tanya made an appointment for me to get some new clothes…”
Tayla replied:
“Oh, yes, Trisha told me about it. Well, it’s almost 6, she should be back in a few minutes now. Why don’t you sit on the couch over there and make yourself comfortable? Here, I’ll take your jacket, it’s so hot in here, you know…”
Tim hesitated for a second. His cock was stiffenning again in Tayla’s presence, and he felt uncomfortable removing his only protection. But it was indeed hot, and once seated, he thought his predicament wouldn’t be too obvious. He handed his jacket to Tayla. His cock stirred at the silken touch of her hand as it brushed against his, lingering over the tip of his middle finger. He quickly sat down on the white leather couch and crossed his legs. Facing him was a wall of TV screens broadcasting fashion clips. Gorgeous top-models were displaying their skimpy garments to the rhythm of sexy tunes. Tayla went and sat at the cash desk across from him. The transparent glass design offerred him an unobstructed view over her shapely legs. And as she crossed them, he had a glimpse up her mini-dress. The sexy vixen wasn’t wearing anything underneath. At the brief sight of her juicy assets, Tim’s hard-on reached epic proportions. He squirmed on the couch, trying to find a more comfortable position. Tayla’s gaze was focused on his bulge, perfectly aware of the effect she had on him. The huge outline of his cock straining against his left trouser leg was all she needed to gauge his arousal.
As she kept looking at his crotch, Tayla grabbed a white pencil and started running her gloved fingers back and forth along it. She concentrated on the tip, squeezing it and then raking it under her fingernails. Once again, Tim was growing wild with arousal. Her intention clearly was to have him feel as if she were playing with his cock. Tim remembered the sexy touch of her glove over his finger, and could only imagine how it would feel on his burning member. When she brought the pencil to her lips and proceeded to lick it with the tip of her tongue, Tim went in overdrive. He could feel his cock throbbing and leaking precum, almost ready to explode.
At that point, the door opened, and two other girls came in, a redhead and a brunette. They wore the same red mini-dress and stiletto sandals as Tayla. Tim thought it must have been the shop’s uniform. Both of them obviously wore the same anklet as well. Tayla said:
“Oh, you’re right on time. There’s Tim waiting here for his fitting …”
The brunette replied:
“Hi, Tim, I’m Trisha. And here’s Tracy, my assistant. So you’re looking for something to go on a date with Tanya, are you? Well, you’ve cum to the right place, you know. Here, it’s all made to measure. We’ll get you a perfect fit. You need a jacket, shirts, trousers for the office, and something sexy for the evening. We have a special style of jeans you’ll find most fitting. But first, the fabric. Tanya loves white, you know. We’ve got this mix of cotton and silk, I’m sure you’ll love it. It’s the same as Tayla’s gloves. It’s got the touch of silk, but the cotton helps keep the shape. Now, we’ve got to take all your measurements. We’ll feed them into our software, and it’ll cut just the right pieces. All that’s needed after that are a few adjustments, and you’ll get everything ready in a matter of hours. So, Tim, shall you follow us to the fitting room?”
Tim didn’t know what to say. It seemed the choice had already been made for him, and all he could do was go along with it. Obviously, Tanya had her tastes, and he thought he might as well let Trisha decide what was appropriate for her. Meanwhile, he still had to stand up with his protruding hard-on. He felt utterly embarrassed, but didn’t really have a choice. He followed Tracy and Trisha to the fitting room. Tracy had brought a tape measure and started taking Tim’s every measurement from the neck down. Trisha was telling her the measurements she needed, entering them on her PDA. After the neck were the arms, the chest, the waist, the hips. Tim’s erection was doing everything but cool down as he felt Tracy’s fingers brush against it with every measurement. When she took the inseam, he could feel the pressure of the tape over his balls. Next were his thighs. She started with the right thigh, measuring its thickness at several points from his crotch down to his knee. She proceeded with his left thigh, causing the tape measure to encircle his rock-hard member. Tracy complained:
“Trisha, I can’t get the right measurement here. See, there’s his big thingy here getting in the way!”
Trisha replied:
“Oh, yes, I can see that. Tayla, can you cum over and give us a hand?”
Tayla went to lock the shop’s door and joined them. Trisha told her:
“Tayla, we can’t get an accurate measurement of Tim’s left thigh. Can you help and do something about it?”
Tayla answered:
“Oh sure, Trisha, what it needs is some space to breathe. Tim, you don’t mind, uh? It’s all very professional, you know.”
As she said that, she lowered his zipper and reached inside for his cock. She commented:
“My! No underwear! That’s one thing less you’ll have to take off to wear your new clothes.”
She dragged his hard-on out and it jumped forward, sticking out straight from his open fly. Cupping his balls in one hand, her other hand started rubbing back and forth over his exposed shaft. The silky touch of her gloves was driving him completely wild. She added:
“Yum, Tim! It really looks quite appetizing, you know? Can I have a taste?”
As Tim moaned some unintelligible answer, Tayla knelt down and engulfed his cock-head in her mouth. She started slowly sucking him as her left hand played with his balls. Her right hand lifted her dress and went to her now fully exposed pussy. He watched in amazement as he saw her finger herself to orgasm while she kept him on the brink with her expert sucking. As Tim’s face was turning tense with the proximity of orgasm, Trisha said:
“Tayla, don’t you know you shouldn’t flirt with the customers? Tim’s here for a fitting, nothing more. Besides, I understand he already has an engagement with Tanya.”
Tayla removed her mouth from his cock just as he felt he was about to cum. Her right hand grabbed his throbbing erection while her left hand continued the massage on his balls. As her silk covered fingers expertly played with his cock, she answered:
“Oh, Trisha. You know, he’s so hard and desperate. And his balls are so full. I’m sure he’d love to cum inside my mouth. Wouldn’t you, Tim?”
Tayla’s ministrations were bringing Tim ever closer to orgasm. He stutterred:
“Y-yes, Tayla. Y-you really drive me wild, you know. But it’s just that… I promised Tanya I would save it for our date…”
Trisha said:
“Oh, Tim, that’s a good boy! You’re honest about wanting to keep your promise. What do you think, Tayla, maybe he should have a reward?”
Tracy intervened:
“Oh, yes, I think he deserves it. Tell me, Tim, your cock looks so hard. How long has it been since you’ve last cum?”
Tim answered:
“W-well, over a month, I think. I’ve split with my girlfriend, you know…”
As Tayla’s silky fingers worked Tim’s cockhead close to the brink of orgasm, Trisha said:
“Oh, poor baby! You really need it bad, don’t you? Can you imagine how it’s gonna be when you wear your new tight jeans? You know the material is gonna feel just as Tayla’s gloves here. I’m sure the rubbing would be enough to have you cream them, and Tanya would notice the mess right away… Besides, you know she’s a little cock-teaser, don’t you? When do you know she’ll let you cum at the end, if she ever does? But if you cum into Tayla’s mouth now, Tanya won’t know… ”
Tim felt torn between conflicting desires. He really wanted Tayla to proceed with her expert blow job, but didn’t want to compromise his date with Tanya. He said:
“Y-you promise me you won’t tell Tanya?”
Tayla said:
“Yum, Tim! Shall I take that for a yes? I can’t wait to feel you ejaculate inside my mouth, you know?”
She engulfed Tim’s cock again, expertly sucking him to the very brink of a devastating orgasm. As he felt right about to shoot his load, he moaned:
“Ooooh, Tayla, aaaah, y-yes. Ooooh, make me cum inside your sexy mouth…”
Just as he thought nothing could prevent him from exploding under the luscious action of her lips, Tracy said:
“Tayla, don’t be so selfish! You’re about to let him cum, and I haven’t even had a taste!”
Tayla removed her mouth, leaving Tim’s cock bobbing in the air on the edge of orgasm. She replied:
“Oh, yes, Tracy, you’re right. Friends should always share everything. Here, enjoy, but leave the final flourish to me, uh?”
Tracy said:
“OK, Tayla, I promise”
She reached inside Tim’s fly and cupped his aching balls with both hands. She started massaging them as her lips planted light kisses over his cockhead. Then the tip of her tongue proceeded to lick the sensitive underside in a way that soon had him racing towards ejaculation again. With half-closed eyes, he could make out Tayla fingering herself as she watched. Tracy started expertly sucking his cockhead back and forth between her lips. The sexy vixen knew she had him on the very brink of spurting. As her pace increased, Tim could do nothing but moan:
“Aaaah, T-Tracy, yes! Ooooh, please, d-don’t stop! Aaaah, yes, now! I’m gonna…”
Just as his cock started twitching, Tracy suddenly removed her mouth, leaving Tim wavering on the very edge of orgasm. She tightened her fingers around the head of his cock, just as Tanya had been doing at lunchtime, holding a firm grip until his impending orgasm had receded.
“My, Tim! You were sooo close! You almost made me break my promise! Here, Tayla, he’s all for you again”
Tayla opened her eyes from the orgasm she’d just experienced watching the scene. She took Tim’s cockhead between her silky fingers, and started massaging it until he again felt about to explode:
“Oh, Tim, you know, I just thought… If I let you cum, Tanya might notice you’re not as hard as you should be… You might run into problems trying to explain it to her… Maybe it’s better you keep your promise after all…”
Trisha said:
“Well, make up your mind. There’s still work to do here. Tracy, can we finish with the measurements?”
As Tayla held Tim’s cock hovering on the edge of climax, Tracy resumed her work with the tape measure. She took her time measuring the thickness of his left thigh, brushing against his balls at every opportunity. After a while, she said:
“OK, Tayla, I’m all done”
Tayla slowly stuffed Tim’s aching hard-on back into the confines of his trousers and closed the zipper. She gave a last and nearly decisive squeeze to the bulging outline of his cockhead, almost causing him to cum. Streaks of precum were showing through the material. She told him:
“Wow, Tim! You’re so hard! I hope Tanya will have mercy on you!”
She led him back to sit on the couch, while Trisha and Tracy went to work on his new clothes.