Date: Sun, 23 Dec 2007 15:35:59 -0500
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: Rescue 5

Emma was fusing with the cups of the new bra that she was trying on in the
video monitored fitting room and cursing herself for getting into this
now. `I came here to get a number for Grace Stern not to shop!' she
chastised. `What if the manager comes back while you're in here screwing
around and you miss her?' Annie, answering the customer's page, opened the
curtain just slightly and poked her pretty face framed in her adorable
strawberry locks through the gap. She cleared her throat to cover the gasp
as she was now looking at Jennifer Hewitt's twin in the sexy satin and lace
underwear from only two feet away instead of on the lap top screen. It was
very different.

"Do you see how the top of the cup buckles outward?" the auburn haired
beauty asked tugging again on the well filled satin cup. Annie swallowed
hard as she slipped past the drape and touched the pucker in the lace above
one of the most beautiful tits she could imagine.

"Like I said these bras come from Europe and they seem to do some things
differently. I think there is a ribbon so you can adjust the top of the
cup." Annie explained with her face less than six inches from her
customer's boob. "There it is" the teenager announced as she spied the
satin ribbon that was deviously strung through the lace on the upper
portion of the brassiere cup. Touching the lace the salesgirl felt the heat
from her customer radiating into her fingers. "You'll have to take it off
for me to release it. Then when you put it back on I should be able to
adjust that pucker out." Emma hesitated;

"Well other than that stupid pleat it fits nicely, so I guess it's worth
the effort to see if you can get rid of it" the older woman decided and
reached awkwardly up behind her back to unfasten the satin back strap.

"Let me help" Annie volunteered circling around her customer and expertly
slipping the hooks free. Alexa's mother caught sight of the salesgirl
standing behind her in the mirror. There was something about the look on
the teenager's face that made her pussy shudder. The woman very modestly
slid one strap down her arm and covered her breasts, as much as that was
possible, by putting her forearm across her chest. Then she turned and
handed the bra to the strawberry haired youngster. Annie tore her eyes off
the woman's poorly concealed chest and began releasing the factory
installed clips that kept the ribbon in place. She was all thumbs and short
on concentration. "If I had breasts as beautiful as yours I'd want to show
them to everyone" the young sales person commented trying not to be too
obvious about her wandering eyes. The truth was she did; and she did. Emma
felt her pussy twitch again. She thought about the other day when she'd
watched Alexa get off in the whirlpool tub; the feelings and sexual
thoughts that had invaded her consciousness when she was drying her
daughter. The twitch became a throb. `She can't be much more than a year
older than Alex' the mother estimated a little low but close enough.

"Show me yours first" the celebrity clone countered expecting the teenager
to be shocked. Instead it was Emma who was in for a surprise when Annie
didn't hesitate a second. She dropped the bra and hooked the spaghetti
straps of her dress off her shoulders and pulled it down to her waist as if
it were her idea. The older woman felt as if a felt large clamp had been
applied to her womanhood. Whether she was keeping her word or preparing for
her next move was a mute point Alex's mother dropped her arm to her
side. The women stood facing each other comparing chests for several tense
seconds. Emma saw how high and round the salesgirl's bust sat but the
beautiful plump light pink areolas were already puckered and their jelly
bean centers stood out, still half erect from the attention the teenager
had given them while she sat in front of the lap top. The protrusion of the
older woman's mature nipples was pure arousal.

"May I touch?" the salesgirl asked respectfully. Emma replied by cupping
the teenager's firm mounds getting a thrill from the feel of the stiff
center points in her palms. Annie responded by putting her tiny hands under
the older woman's gorgeous orbs and lifting. She felt the weight of the
pliable flesh and the way her fingers dented into its smooth softness. The
hardness of the mature nipples scraped against the very heel of her hand,
almost on her wrist. They moaned in harmony at the tantalizing touch.

"I'm back!" Annie nearly jumped at the sound of her boss's voice. She
snatched her hands away from her customer's bossom and called back

"I'm in here with a customer" she called, as she pulled her dress up,
grabbed the bra she'd dropped and exited the fitting room winking at her
customer as she left. Emma stood in shock and disappointment in just her
damp new satin panties. "I'll be right back" the teenager whispered on the
way out. Simone Larue knew at a glance what she'd returned to find. It
wasn't the first time. Annie looked nervously at the shop keeper. She knew
very well that Simone had no problem with her getting intimate with a
client, but she'd been told before that she couldn't leave the shop
unattended. Miz Larue did her best to look peeved at her part time
assistant but the girl's adorable half lust, half regret expression,
coupled with her clearly erect nipples dimpling the thin bodice of the sun
dress cracked the older woman's scowl. The salesgirl was relieved to see
the snicker turn into a grin. "Go look after your customer chère I'll look
after things out here." Annie returned the smile and turned on her heel
reminding herself not to run. The absence of panties already had her upper
thighs coated with her slippery juice.

Slipping back into the fitting room the salesgirl found her customer
sitting on the bench along the back wall looking confused more than
anything. Annie stripped her dress completely off letting it fall to the
floor on her way across the small changing area. Emma watched the stunning
pubescent body and the quake in her pelvis returned. The lingerie customer
was amazed at how little those high round boobies with the pretty pink
mushroom cap areolas moved even when the salesgirl dropped to her knees in
front of her. When the teenager ran her hands up her inner thighs spreading
her legs in the process the woman seated on the bench groaned and cupped
her breasts. The feeling she'd had on the way over here had
reversed. Instead of the full feeling in her vagina there was now a
profound emptiness. "Oh fuck Annie put your fingers in me" she begged as
she pulled the satin crotch gusset to the side.

Simone had removed her silk panties before she sat down on the desk
chair. She made sure that she was not sitting on her immaculately tailored
skirt. The incredibly clear image of her teenaged assistant sliding three
fingers into the wet looking pussy that she was viewing on the lap top
screen made her flip up the front of her skirt and begin a slow clitoral
massage. The shop keeper felt the intense heat in her lower belly spreading
out in every direction.

"Let's take these off" the kneeling girl suggested and began to tug at the
older woman's satin undies. Emma compliantly lifted her hips, allowing the
girl to slide them off quickly. Her pussy had that infuriating empty
feeling again until her strawberry haired young seductress pushed four
fingers up her and simultaneously applied her tongue to her gumdrop clit
that was poking out. The Jennifer Hewitt look alike was wishing they had
some toys when the kneeling teenager flexed her fingers and began pressing
firmly up behind her pelvic bone. A new and very intense feeling came over
her. It was like a balloon being overfilled and it was happening too
suddenly for the seated woman to locate exactly where and how but her
orgasm came in a gigantic rush. She felt something down there release. It
sort of felt like she was peeing but it was different. The heavenly
tingling that followed made her groan of pleasure turn to a moan of
peaceful delirium. Annie sensing the imminent climax positioned her mouth
to catch the thin ejaculate while maintaining pressure on the sensitive `G'
spot. The teenager cleaned up all the juices like a kitten on a bowl of
cream.

Annie's head had prevented Simone from seeing the familiar looking woman
squirt but she knew it had happened and it made her hungry pussy spasm. The
shop keeper latched the front door and flipped the sign over to display the
side that read `closed'. She could feel the cream leaking onto her thighs
as she strode quickly into the fitting room. She hiked up her skirt and sat
down beside the shop's lone and very satisfied customer. Annie looked over
at her boss and knew what was expected. Simone pulled her engorged labia up
and out with the fingers of both hands. Her stiff red clit poked out like a
miniature cock. The teenager shuffled her way over between her boss's
thighs and looked from the wide open womanhood to the shop keeper's face
waiting for direction. Simone had varied but specific requirements when it
came to cunnilingus. "Lick my clit... very gently" came the detailed
instruction. Annie applied her talented tongue, making two upward strokes

"Like this?" the girl asked for approval.

"Go around it... make circles" the older woman, whose French accent made
everything sound that much more sensual, instructed. With her orders now
clearly understood the kneeling girl began to encircle the little
knob. Emma had sufficiently recovered to turn and watch the guided pussy
lapping. Alexa's mother felt a twitch in her vagina as she momentarily
superimposed her darling daughter's face on to the kneeling girl. "Now go
up and down like you did before" Simone modified her direction. Her
employee changed motions fluidly. "Put your fingers in."  This time the
command was quite breathless. The teenager inserted two fingers into the
slippery hole. "All of them"; it was a grunt. Simone had been looking down
between her substantial tits at the youngster contentedly following her
orders, but when she saw and felt hands squeezing her hooters she turned to
look at the oh so familiar but as yet unrecalled woman beside her.

Emma began working the buttons down the front of the shop keeper's
blouse. "Deeper... deeper... in and out" Simone demanded just before her
bench mate's mouth covered hers and began sucking. When the blouse parted
Emma broke off the kiss to inspect what she had revealed. Over stuffed
white satin cups and to the naked woman's delight a front closure. Snapping
the little buckle caused the heavy tits to droop. Emma peeled the slippery
fabric away revealing the French woman's fat tits and their three inch
diameter brown areolas. Lifting the huge spongy flesh her customer took as
much of the shop keeper's big nipple as she could in her mouth and circled
the protruding center with her tongue. "Oh... oh mon Dieu... suck... suck
eet". Annie didn't know the instruction wasn't for her, so she captured the
bulbous clit and sucked. Emma understood the order completely and added a
little teeth to the suction as a bonus. Simone's convulsions were quite
violent but her playmates held on doggedly as the shop keeper thrashed in
the throws of her orgasm. The words the spasming woman was screaming were
foreign to the two young women who caused her to utter them. Emma and Annie
each released their respective knobs as they felt all the fight drain from
their satiated host. The scent of female arousal could have been cut and
stacked.

The older women on the bench looked down at the fresh, pretty, cum covered
face of kneeling teenager, and then at each other. Emma, being the more
composed of the two moved first; very gently tackling the youngster and
forcing her to the floor. Her full `C' cup tits danged as she sucked
Simone's juices, mixed with her own, off the reclining girl's mouth and
face. The French woman took the time to strip before positioning herself
between her employee's legs; lifting the sender thighs onto her shoulders.

It wasn't the first time she'd enjoyed the young pink flesh but it never
failed to give her an enormous thrill looking at the delicate blooming
folds with their milky coating and the firm red jelly bean at the top. With
two swipes of her long experienced tongue she sucked up most of the
delicious juice that the girl's pussy had spent the last hour making. The
longed for contact with her vulva made Annie arch her back, chasing the
electrifying tongue. Emma had abandoned the girl's mouth for her succulent
firm teenaged tits. Alex's mother was able to capture almost half of the
girl's round breast in her mouth sucking her way out until only the crinkly
areola remained. The kneeling woman lashed the little nipple
mercilessly. Simone was familiar enough with her protégé's responses to
know that she was going over the top. A few swirls around the
hyper-extended love button before she pulled it between her lips and
flicked it very rapidly while pushing two long fingers inside the
convulsing teenager. Annie felt completely spent and lay there in delirium
as the two older women continued to lick and kiss nearly every inch of her
before their mouths met each other just north of her pubic bone. Simone and
Emma embraced over the quivering youngster and shared a lingering kiss.

Alexa's mother was feeling the effects of kneeling on the industrial carpet
so she turned to park her tush next to the bench were it had all begun;
using the fitting room seat as a backrest. Still a little dazed Annie
joined her. Both of them watched the shop keeper's naked backside disappear
through the curtain only to return moments later with a large quilt. Simone
took her place on the other side of the youngest member of the ménage a
trios and tossed the soft cover over the three of them. The three amigos
sat in silence for several moments each reveling in the delicious
sensations that continued to flutter over and through their bodies. Emma
broke the prolonged pause out of necessity. "Do you have a number where I
can reach Grace Stern?" she asked, peeking around the teenager to see the
shop keeper. Simone looked at the woman with whom she had just shared
various bodily fluids suspiciously. Emma was surprised at the reaction
after what had just transpired. "My name is Emma Stern by the way" she said
extending her hand in front of the little girl meat in the sandwich.

"Simone Larue" the shop keeper responded taking the offered hand. It seemed
just slightly absurd to both of them to be introducing themselves at this
juncture. Annie felt like a fifth wheel and so she ducked under the quilt
and wriggled her way out.

"I'm gonna take a shower" she announced and slipped her breathtaking naked
little body through the gap in the drape. Both women watched her leave and
both felt a shudder between their legs as they did.

"Are you her sister in law?" Simone asked, her suspicion instantly turning
to familiarity.

"That's right!" Emma confirmed delighted that the shop keeper knew of her.

"Of course I have her number Mon Cher; I speak with Gracie almost every
week. When our young friend is finished you and I will bathe and change and
I will give you the number." Emma felt a tremendous load lifted from her
shoulders as the older woman slipped her arm around her. Simone's mouth
covered hers in a replay of the kiss they'd shared over the post orgasmic
teenager. Their lips parted but the shop keeper's face was still barely
inches away when she whispered "but first I must have your magnificent
body!"