Chapter 9

Pam kept her promise and Brian called me the next day to schedule an appointment. His voice was deep and husky and from our brief conversation, I found that he was quite intelligent. I was actually looking forward to meeting him that evening after the store closed.

Pam was right about him being gorgeous. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with sandy blond hair and big blue eyes. His casual clothing only added to his natural good looks. I was sure he would soon become one of our biggest assets, especially where female customers were concerned.

I took him into the little room in back where I still gave massages and perched on the end of the table while he sat in a chair. We talked easily and I felt comfortable with him right away despite our age difference. His blue eyes sparkled when he confessed that he had been a male stripper for a while and how much he had enjoyed it. He laughed, and I couldn't help wondering how those big hands would feel against my skin.

"Brian, you realize this is kind of a sensitive position. We don't just sell sex toys, we advise and instruct and generally do whatever is needed to help the customer," I explained.

"Pam and I talked about that," he said with a little nod. "I don't have any problems with it."

"Can I give you a little test?" I asked.

He shrugged. "Sure."

"Let's say I'm a customer in the store and I want to purchase some oil. But I'm not really sure what I want or even what to do with it. What do you do?"

He looked thoughtful for a moment. "Well, first I would find out what she planned to do with the oil. I mean warm baby oil is great for masturbation. But if you're using it to tease your partner, I believe there's something called Hot Licks. I'd have to make sure."

I nodded, more than pleased so far with his answer.

"And then I'd suggest she buy something pleasing to her sense of smell, maybe something with peppermint. Then I would suggest she buy a rubber sheet, pour the oil all over her lover, massage him from head to toe and fuck his brains out," he finished.

I laughed and clapped my hands together. "Perfect. You're hired." Slipping off the table, I extended my hand. "When can you start?"

Brian took my fingers and shook them in a firm grip. "Tomorrow."

"Great!" We talked about his salary and I threw in a generous commission, knowing he was going to boost our sales tremendously.

"I'm a little disappointed," he confessed as we stood up to leave the room.

"Disappointed?" I asked, thoroughly confused.

He nodded and those blue eyes met and held mine. "I was hoping to give you a demonstration."

"I don't understand."

"I was hoping you'd pretend you were a customer and allow me to actually demonstrate the use of oils," he explained quietly.

A little shiver started at my fingertips. By the time it had spread down to my toes, I was tingling all over. "I can't say that I wouldn't enjoy it," I finally stammered. "I'm sure I would, but.. . "

"Then let me show you," he all but whispered. Placing his hands on the wall on either side of me, he lowered his face very close to my own.

His big body towered over me, making me feel completely feminine. When I inhaled his the musky scent of his cologne, my knees grew weak. I licked my lips nervously and stalled for time. No need to rush into things. I didn't want to let my pussy make a decision that I would soon regret.

Brian saw the lust in my eyes as plain as day. He pressed his lips against mine and traced around my lips with his tongue. Moaning, I placed my hands on his biceps and pressed my tingling nipples into his chest. God, the muscles in his arms and upper torso were hard as a rock! And when he circled me with those big arms and pulled me against him, I found that the rest of him was just as hard.

The kiss seemed to go on for an eternity. His tongue probed my mouth. And then, just when I began moaning into his mouth, he used it to tease the tip of my own tongue. At the same time, he slid his hands up between us, fondling my breasts almost tenderly.

Giving him enough room to unbutton my blouse, I humped the thigh he worked between my legs. My moans grew louder when he kissed his way down my neck to one of my nipples. He sucked it into his hot mouth.

"Let's not forget, you're here to learn all about oils and massage," he said softly as he cupped my mound with one big hand.

I nodded weakly and showed him where I kept my private supply of oils. "You can heat it a little in the microwave," I whispered.

"Yes, ma'am," he replied. Before stepping away from me, he caught my hand and guided it to his crotch. The erection throbbing there was enormous.

When he crossed the room and made his selection, I found it difficult to breathe. I removed my clothes with trembling fingers. Finally, I was naked and lying on the table where so many of my clients had lain.

"Beautiful," he whispered as he took his place beside the table and gazed down at me. "Beautiful breasts."

Tipping the plastic bottle into his palm, he allowed the oil to drip between his fingers and onto my nipples. I gasped as the warm, thick liquid ran down and between my breasts. At long last, he covered my fleshy globes with both hands, massaging the oil into my skin. His touch was demanding and yet gentle at the same time and I thrust my chest into his big, wet hands, closing my eyes and moaning softly.

"Beautiful body," Brian breathed as he moved his hands downward.

Even though it wasn't needed, he poured more oil onto my navel. Working that into my flesh with his fingertips, he soon had me squirming against the table.

"Great legs," he said, almost to himself as he ignored my aching pussy. Pouring more oil onto his palms, he spread the slippery fluids up and down my legs, coaxing them apart as he worked.

By this time, I found it almost impossible to keep my hands off myself. Squeezing them into tight fists, I bit my lip and looked down at my naked body. It was covered with oils, glistening under the bright lights. Every place he touched, another little fire ignited, bringing my excitement to fever pitch.

"Beautiful pussy," he muttered.

I humped the air in frustration as his wet fingertips brushed across my pubic hairs.

"Nice big clit," he said, and gave me a teasing wink. "I think it needs oil, too."

"Please," I whimpered. I spread my legs wide as those wet fingers moved up and down my slit.

Pleased with my reaction, Brian pushed just the tips between my wet lips and then worked his wet thumb against my clit. Unable to control myself any longer, I cried out and bucked upward in search of release.

Brian chuckled. Finally, he pushed his fingers inside of me. I moaned as I caught his wrist with both hands and humped his hand with abandon. If I didn't cum soon, I was going to explode. And then he leaned forward and sucked my clit into his mouth. I flew off into orbit, my ass bouncing all over the table.

'That was great," I gasped when I could talk again.

The handsome young man pulled his fingers from my cunt and added that wetness to the oils covering my nipples. "That was only the beginning," he assured me. "Turn over."

Obediently, I turned over, not surprised that the table beneath me was wet with both oils and my own sweat. The bottle clicked again. I shivered as he poured the still warm oil in a thin line right down my spine all the way to the crack of my ass. Then he drizzled even more onto each hip.

Seconds later, he brought his hands into play again, kneading the muscles of my shoulders and upper back in a professional manner. "You need to relax," he whispered, his hot breath against my neck and ear.

"That's a little difficult with you around," I told him.

His throaty chuckle was a familiar sound by now. I could also hear his ragged breathing as his hands worked their way down my back. Soon he was cupping and squeezing my ass, pulling the cheeks apart and sliding his fingers down my inner thighs.

Again, my legs parted of their own accord. I pressed my aching cunt against the table as the teasing continued. He made sure I was covered with oil all the way down to my feet. And then he worked his wet fingers in between my toes. I shuddered from head to toe, thrilled at the teasing and yet reaching my breaking point.

Just when I thought I could stand no more, I realized he was sliding his hands back up my legs again. His wet fingers found their way into my pussy once more, still just giving me enough to make me squirm.

Then, suddenly, he pulled his fingers free and squeezed my ass with both hands again. "Beautiful ass," he breathed, pulling the cheeks apart and then pushing them back together.

His oily fingers brushed against my puckered anus.

I gasped and shuddered.

"Do you think you would like that?" he asked, even though he was already working a single, teasing oily finger inside of my asshole.

"Yes," I sighed.

"How about deeper?" he questioned, pushing the finger in past the second knuckle.

I groaned in response and reached for more.

"How about two fingers?" he wanted to know.

Before I could answer, he added a second finger to my tight channel and worked them both in and out a few times. At the same time, I felt more oil trickling down the crack of my ass.

"Damn, that's so good," I groaned loudly. His thick fingers were buried completely in my asshole one minute and sliding slowly out the next. I reached for them again and again, teetering on the brink of orgasm for what seemed like hours.

And then, with just the tips of his fingers pressed against my anal opening, his hot breath caressed the same spot, taking my breath away. After two or three minutes of this, I thrust my ass toward his face, aching to feel his hot tongue where his fingers had been.

For one so young, Brian certainly knew when a woman had had enough. He worked the tip of his tongue into my asshole. I bit my lip trying to keep quiet. But as his talented oral muscle probed deep into my rectum, I found that impossible. My throaty sounds of pleasure filled the small room. I lifted myself onto my knees, grinding my ass against his face. That tongue managed to go even deeper.

The table was slippery and I held onto the edge with both hands as he tongued me. My natural lubrication was dripping out of me, adding to the fluids covering the table. Brian caught some of them in his palm and smeared them onto my feverish flesh.

He squeezed my cheeks roughly.

"Bring me off," I begged as I reached between my legs to rub my clit.

And that's when he finally worked two fingers into my pussy. I think my orgasm began almost immediately, surprising me with its intensity. It seemed to go on forever, cresting, subsiding and then rising to an even higher peak of pleasure until I collapsed onto the table, drenched in sweat and gasping for breath.

"Impressed?" Brian asked as he planted a kiss on each of my hips.

"Thoroughly," I answered, somehow finding the strength to turn over. My gaze went immediately to the thick bulge in the front of his slacks. "If I were a customer, I'd leave you a big tip," I said with a smile.

He gave himself a squeeze. "But since you're my boss.. . "

"Since I'm your boss, I'm going to give you something much more tangible," I answered, reaching for him with both hands.

Brian stepped toward the table allowing me to unzip his pants. He pushed them down his thighs and I caressed him briefly through his red silk briefs. The heat coming from that big rod was incredible.

As his shorts came down, I slid off the table to my knees on the floor. Jutting proudly out of a nest of curly blond hairs was one of the biggest pricks I had ever seen. The purple knob was swollen and already wet with excitement. He gasped when I curled my fingers around it. The thick muscle throbbed against my palm, spitting out even more pre-cum. I lowered my head, stuck out my tongue and tasted it.

"You'd better sit down," I said, sensing that when he finally did let go, it was going to be an explosion.

Kicking off his shoes, pants and shorts, Brian took a seat in the chair. He pulled off his shirt as I knelt in front of him again and he was smiling when I reached for the oil. I poured the golden liquid onto my palm and massaged it into his shaft. He groaned and thrust his pelvis in my direction, spreading his legs wide for me.

I oiled his dick with both hands, pumping him gently and caressing his knob until his fleshy pole gleamed. Then one of my oily hands traveled from his cock down to his bloated balls. He groaned as I smeared the thick oil all over, under and around his wrinkled sac with one hand while continuing to pump his rod with the other. I could almost feel the cum boiling inside. When my wet fingertips teased his asshole, more pre-cum oozed from the head of his dick, making my mouth water.

"Lick it," he breathed. His face was nothing but a mask of lust, his eyes dark and hungry.

Pushing the finger a bit deeper, I covered the end of his dong with my mouth. Teasing his bubbling hole with my tongue, I continued to stroke him with my wet fingers. He was torn between humping my face and grinding his ass against my hand for a few minutes. Then he settled down to fucking my mouth steadily. The balls that I held in my palm hugged his body and I knew that soon, I was going to get a mouth full of cum.

Almost before that thought left my brain, Brian grunted. His cock jerked and the first blast of cum jetted against the roof of my mouth. I swallowed that as quickly as I could, but it was followed by another and another, much too copious for me to handle. Licking and sucking, I sat there with my finger buried in his asshole and his spewing cock in my mouth. His spunk ran down my chin, dripping onto my naked breasts, which were still covered with oil and sweat.

"Now, I'm going to fuck that pretty pussy," he growled, pulling his cock from my mouth.

I wasn't going to argue with the young man. If he was up to another hot round, so was I. That tasty spunk of his warming my tummy had just gotten me started. Standing, I moved to the table and lay down on my back, offering myself to him freely. He stepped between my legs and caught a foot in each hand. He held my legs high and wide while I guided his cock to my pussy.

We both sighed as he entered me in one smooth stroke. He worked his hips in a small circle, grinding his body against mine, mashing my clit between us. I fought the urge to start moving and forced myself to lie still. I wanted to enjoy this fuck to the fullest.

Brian was the one who gave in first. Withdrawing only slightly, he pushed himself deep again. I grunted and squeezed him with my strong muscles. Again he withdrew and thrust forward. This time, I could not help reaching for him. Soon, our wet bodies were slapping together rhythmically as he pounded my pussy repeatedly.

With his hands on my ass and his dick buried deep in my pussy, Brian brought me off quickly. He paused only briefly, allowing me to catch my breath before falling into a steady rhythm again.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck," I grunted, taking everything he had and begging for more.

He pushed my legs together and back against my chest and his dick never stopped moving. "What a tight, hot hole," he groaned as he rammed himself deep time after time, never missing a stroke.

And then I felt his fingers at my asshole. That reminded me there was one toy I had not tried out yet. "Brian, the butt plug. Get one from the store," I whimpered, and then I told him where they were located.

He pulled out of me, my oils dripping off the head of his cock as he trotted out into the store. I lay there moaning, rubbing my clit. He returned in minutes, tossing a box to the floor and showing me the long, slender plastic object that would soon be thrilling my asshole. Wetting it with his mouth, he eased it all the way into my puckered hole. Longer and thicker than two fingers, it excited me in a way I'd never experienced before.

"Give me that dick," I grunted, reaching for him.

Brian drove his cock into my pussy again and began fucking me, his body holding the butt plug in place. I'd heard of double penetration but never experienced it. This had to be the next best thing, no pain, just pure pleasure.

My orgasm swelled inside of me like a balloon. At almost the same time, Brian's cock swelled, jerked, and his second load of thick, white spunk filled me to overflowing. I toppled over the edge, wrapping my legs around his sweaty ass, grinding my body against him with abandon.

My new employee caught his breath and pulled his shrinking cock from my pussy. Then he removed the butt plug and grinned down at me.

"I'll just add that to our private stock of toys," I explained.

"You're the boss," he quipped.