I was not even quite twenty and had just been made redundant for the second time. Not the best start to my working career. I had opted for a job in retail sales and both my first two shops had gone to the wall. The woman at the Job Centre was very sympathetic and spent a while looking for something suitable for me. By the time I left I had three interviews set up. I am usually quite an optimistic person so I thought that I should at least get one of the three jobs.
The first interview didn’t go well so I was banking on the other two. I travelled to the second interview and found I wasn’t the only candidate being interviewed, but I was the only male interviewee. The others were three young giggly girls. As I sat waiting my turn I thought that I wouldn’t mind giving one of the girls something to giggle about. I didn’t fancy the other two.
Two of the girls were called in and interviewed before I was called. The interviewer was an elderly woman probably in her fifties. She was very smartly dressed and as she looked up and see me she looked a little surprised. After an, “Oh, you’re a boy,” she started her interview. I answered all her questions. At the end she asked had I any questions. I asked a few general ones. Then she said, “Do you know what you have applied for?” I told her it was for a retail post. The woman coughed and then she said, “Young man I run a chain of high class lingerie shops.”
It was my turn to be a bit surprised. The woman laughed that the Job Centre took the job equality thing to the letter. I laughed with her and then said that as far as I was concerned it made no difference if I was selling fridges, burgers or in this case knickers. The interview ended and as I left I guessed that was a no then.
Imagine my surprise when four days later the woman rang me and said that she was prepared to give me a go, but any problems with her customers I would be out on my ear. I thanked her and said I would not let her down. My first day, I turned up early to find decorators making finishing touches. The shop was brand new. I was met by the owner who told me to call her Elizabeth. She had another woman with her called Terri. Elizabeth told me that they would be training us for the week and then Terri would oversee us for a further week and if all went well we would be on our own.
I say we because shortly after I arrived so did two of the giggly girls. The first thing we had to do was unpack the stock and stock shelves and dress mannequins. I felt quite self-conscious handling women’s clothes in front two older women and two girls, but I soon forgot about it as I got into it. In fact I made a joke as I held up a 44EE bra and suggested that I could get plenty of sandwiches in it. We all had a good laugh and then got on with the task in hand.
The following day, between more stock, we were all taught to use the till as we were told that one of us had to be with it at all times. At the end of the second day all the stock was stowed and we were ready for open day. Elizabeth told us that the following day we would play at being sales staff while Elizabeth and Terri would play the part of customers.
That evening I went to the pub to catch up with some mates. They asked where I was working and when I told them it was a good topic to tease me over. Although I did find a couple of my mates saying they were jealous and they would love to work in a shop and see women in their undies.
The next day we started our day of role play and I am sure that both Elizabeth and Terri were extra hard on me and I found myself fetching different outfits for them and saw both of them in their undies. At first I was embarrassed and I even started to get an erection. As the day went on I became more comfortable with being around semi naked women. In fact, I was doing better than one of the girls.
Then it was open day. We had been open just ten minutes before our first real customer came in. One of the girls went to see if she could assist her. Then another woman came in. She was in her early thirties and was a very sexy blond woman. I walked over towards her with my heart pounding as I told her that if she needed anything I was happy to assist. She glanced over me and then at the other girl. She told me she would let me know if she needed any help and went on browsing around.
By this time Beth had made our first sale. I moved away a little as the woman made her way around the clothes rails. Then I watched as she selected two outfits and walked towards me. First she held one in front of herself. I could imagine her in the outfit in front of her husband. “What do you think. Is this one better than this one,” she asked as she held first a red and black bra and panties set up against her body and then a lemon and white set. I felt very nervous as I replied that I would be more than happy to see her in either one but I preferred the red and black myself.
The woman grinned and asked if she could try them on. I showed her to the changing area and then stood near the door. We had been told to count the items in and out as they were tried in the changing area. The women went into the first of the three changing cubicles. There was a lot of rustling and then an Aaah followed by more rustling. The she called out to me and asked if I could get the red and black one in a 38 for her. I quickly found what she wanted and returned and held it above the changing curtain.
Instead of reaching over the top the woman pulled the curtain open. She was stood there in the size 36 red and black set. The panties looked a tight fit but ok, whereas she was hanging out of the top of the bra. I had seen both Elizabeth and Terri like this, but they were my employers and this woman was a customer.
“What do you think,” she asked me as she took the bra and started to adjust the straps ready to try it on. I told her it looked very nice and her husband should be a very happy man. As she pulled the curtain, she said, ”Who said it was for my husband?” as she closed the curtain and I listened as there was more rusting and then she opened the curtain again. “How does this one look,” she asked. I told her that although it looked a lot more comfortable for her, the first one was sexier. She pulled a knowing face as she knew that I enjoyed more of her tits hanging out. She closed the curtain again and I left her to change again.
When she left the changing area she held all three sets and came to me and asked again, “Red or Lemon.” I told her both would look just as good on her. She handed back the size 36’s and told me to get a lemon and white in a 38. I went and found a set and returned. I was surprised when she said she would have both the red and the lemon. As I made my first sale at the till the woman spoke with Elizabeth and said she liked the service. Having finished the transaction, she winked at me just before she turned and left.
That was the start of my seven year career to date in lingerie sales. Word seemed to go around and I quickly found that I got more women asking for assistance than either of the two girls. The younger girls and women were more liable to go to one of the girls where the older women made a bee line to me. I soon found that banter with most of the women, and compliments, helped not only make sales but also got me far more glimpses of the women in various stages of undress.
All of this led up to what happened late one afternoon. We were closed to closing time and Becky was already starting to count out the takings for the day when two women came in. I went straight to their aid and said I was available if they needed any help. It was clear that the two of them had been drinking at lunchtime as the brunette playfully said that I could help her anytime I liked. The other one gave her a playful slap and told her to behave. The blond then said that the were going to a party and needed new outfits.
I told the brunette that I guessed that she was about a 36c and the blond that she was probably a 38c. They both giggled and then asked what I would recommend. I went and selected several outfits in both a 36 and a 38 and returned. I suggested that any man would be pleased to see them in either outfits. The blond joked, “who said it was for a man.” They walked away giggling towards the changing rooms. I followed and stayed at the doorway. After a few minutes they both emerged in their outfits.
My poor cock stated to stiffen as they cavorted around together before going and trying the second outfits. Again, I was treated to another show of them together. As they again went into the changing area I was called to the till by Becky. Both she and Beth said they couldn’t be late tonight and I told them I would lock up and finish cashing up. I escorted both of them to the door and locked them out before returning to the changing area.
As I stood waiting for them I found myself being pushed from behind and quickly found myself between the two women in the changing area as the Brunette joined the blond who was doing the pushing. I hadn’t seen them get them, but they were both now in peephole bras and crotchless panties. I wasn’t complaining as I was being eased down onto the floor and the blond swung a leg over my head and my face was pushed by the brunette into the blonds pussy.
As my cock twitched and throbbed I licked up and down her pussy and sucked on her clitoris. It didn’t last long before the brunette was saying, “My turn.” I was quickly turned around and burying my tongue into the brunettes pussy. While I was licking and sucking hands were working on my trousers to get them undone and my cock out. Between the Ooohs and Ahhs one of them said I had a nice sized cock. The other groaned that it would do.
I was soon on my back with a pussy in my face and the other pussy on my cock. It was like all my birthdays and Christmases come all at once. The women swapped several times and both stopped whenever they thought I was getting close to coming to allow me to cool off a little. Then they were back riding me harder than before.
It was the blond that came first. The fact that the brunette was rubbing her clitoris as I fucked her pussy from below probably pushed her over the edge. Then as the blond rolled away the brunette mounted me and as we humped she fed her tits into my mouth and smothered me with them. I thought that I had gone to heaven, but that happened a few minutes later when her pussy sucked the cum right out of my cock and into her pussy. I lay there gasping with a gasping woman still laid on my chest.
After few minutes to recover the brunette started to climb off me and I guessed that was it, and it was all over. Then to my surprise the blond was under the brunette sucking my cum from the brunette’s pussy. Then I watched as they both got into the kneeling position and kissed while swapping my cum from mouth to mouth. I was so excited at seeing that, but my poor cock failed to respond appropriately to what I was watching.
Eventually they parted and went back into the changing booths to presumably get dressed. By the time they emerged, now fully clothed, I had put my cock away and straightened my own clothes. The women handed me the outfits they had started with and like a twit I escorted them to the front door and let them out. It was only as I started to finish cashing up that I realised that they had both left with the outfits I had shagged them in.
It was an expensive day as I made up the almost £120 in the till and registered the sale. I didn’t care as I then walked home with a spring in my step having fucked two gorgeous women and knowing that their husbands would probably be having sloppy seconds, especially in the brunette’s case as she had taken the full force of my load.
The two women returned a few more times and I was treated to their sexy bodies again. I didn’t get caught for the cost of outfits a second time. I bumped into the brunette and her husband and kids in the high street one evening. I was introduced to the husband as the man who helped her choose his extra special birthday present. He had a big knowing grin on his face. I wondered if he had enjoyed licking the rest of the cream pie I has left in his wife.
As I said I have been working there for seven years. I met my wife in the shop and although nothing sexy happened in the shop at that point I have had a few good times with her in the shop since. She has no idea just how often I get to see other women and get the occasional grope. My job isn’t the best paid job in the world but the perks more than make up for that.
