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Chapter One—"Sex and Shopping"-
written by C.J. Penn
It was finally starting to show signs of summer outdoors and
Ben wanted to take Janet to Indian Waters, a resort in the
desert. They had first met there last fall and it had been
such a fun time, Ben wanted a return trip. To kick off the
vacation, Ben planned to buy Janet a new bikini at a funky
swimsuit shop on Balmorrow Street. All of the shop's employees
modeled the suits while on the job, which was an added bonus
for Ben.
After a quick call to Janet, Ben sped over to pick her up.
Janet thought the plan was great and told him to get his cute
little butt over to her place this minute. Ben didn't need
to hear it twice. He was already out the door.
Ben Chastain was lean with wide, well-built shoulders, and
thanks to a tanning salon, sported a year-round tan, all over.
His hair was thick and light brown, with a tinge of blonde
and just a bit on the longish side. Ben often wore glasses
for reading, but Janet thought that just made him look distinguished.
His eyes were the most piercing blue she had ever seen, and
when he came through her door that evening, Janet wrapped
her arms around his neck and gave him a long, full-mouthed
kiss that left Ben gasping for air.
"Whoa, baby! You seem glad to see me."
Janet Newsome smiled mischievously, enjoying Ben's embrace
and happy smile. "Let's go get a swimsuit, honey." She knew
how much Ben loved to see her parade around in a sexy bikini.
And she knew he'd get harder than a mop handle, and that was
fun, too.
It was about forty-five minutes until closing as they entered
the store. After searching the racks for the right sizes,
shapes, and colors, Janet and Ben had found four or five suits
that looked interesting. "Come on in with me while I try these
on," said Janet, again with that mischievous smile spreading
across her face.
"You sure it's okay?" Ben was slightly embarrassed, but also
more than a little excited.
"Go ahead." The voice coming from a sales clerk wearing a
tiny green and blue patterned two-piece on her well-proportioned
body standing about fifteen feet away. She laughed at Ben's
surprise and made a motion to go on into the changing room.
"I'm the only one here," she called after them.
With just a modicum of dignity, Ben followed Janet into the
changing room area. Each booth was roughly ten by ten feet
square, with mirrors floor to ceiling all around.
Janet first picked out a white bikini to try on. Ben sat on
a straight-back chair in the corner, grinning like an idiot
as Janet peeled off her jeans, stripping down to a red satiny
thong.
"Slow down. We've still got plenty of time," he said with
a wink.
Janet slowly peeled off her pullover, revealing a red bra,
matching her thong. Pulling down one strap, she did a Groucho
Marx over her shoulder at Ben, enjoying the tease. Then she
dropped the other shoulder strap and faced Ben straight on,
playing with the hook in back of her bra. With a pouty look
on her face she said, "You do it, I can't get it."
Both of them knew she could easily get the strap undone, but
this was part of the fun. Ben unhooked the bra, running his
fingers and hands down her back and over her hips, then cupped
them around her firm breasts. Janet wasn't large, but she
knew Ben loved the shape and feel of her tits; he never tired
of telling her so.
"These too," Janet suggested, as she dropped the bra onto
a bench and ran her thumbs inside the waist of her thong.
Ben stood up and slid his hands inside her thong, keeping
his hands against her legs, pulling the panties down slowly,
sensuously, and as they reached her knees, he playfully bit
her ass, then licked where his teeth had been. Janet grinned
down at him. As Ben pulled her panties down to her feet, she
stepped out of them and placed them on top of her bra.
Ben went back to his chair to watch as Janet stepped into
the white bikini. It had tie strings in back, which he tied
for her. She posed for the mirror and for Ben. Janet had an
athletic body which she kept in shape through working out
in a gym and swimming three times a week.
"The white sets off your dark tan, but the suit bottoms don't
inspire me." Janet nodded in agreement as she checked herself
in the mirror.
This time, as she took off the suit, Janet faced away from
Ben, asking him to untie the top. As he did, she pulled it
off, turned, and looped it over the back of his neck, sitting
on his lap, straddling him, and pulling his head down to her
breasts.
Ben licked her nipples, gently biting them, sucking on them
and kissing them. Janet undid his pants and got up. Ben pulled
his jeans down and sat on the chair again. She pulled off
the white bottoms and, again, sat on his lap, facing him,
rubbing her yearning pussy against his rock-hard cock, barely
trapped behind a thin layer of cotton underwear.
Ben moaned with desire. "This is truly cruel and unusual punishment,
Sweets," Ben choked out.
Janet laughed and hopped up to put on the black bikini, a
strapless affair made out of an almost sheer material. The
bottoms were French-cut and narrow in the back, but not a
thong. When Janet put it on, Ben could just make out her nipples
outlined against the fabric. The top was strapless. Janet
really liked the way the bikini looked on her and the soft,
filmy fabric felt great on her skin. This was definitely the
suit for her.
"Feel this material." Ben put his hand on the bra, his thumb
on her nipple. "Doesn't it feel great?" Ben could only nod
as his cock throbbed against his undershorts.
Janet, sensing his desire, helped Ben pull off his tee shirt,
his cock practically bursting out of his shorts. He pulled
her close, moving himself against her pussy as she moved against
him to the same rhythm. Back and forth, side to side, their
pelvises locked together, cock and pussy eagerly rubbing over
each other in a slow, sensuous dance. The tease was driving
both of them wild with anticipation.
"Closing time," someone called from the front of the store.
It was the salesperson who helped them earlier. Janet remembered
her as an attractive redhead with a good figure.
They looked at each other and Ben whispered, "Let's do it
quietly. She'll never know."
Peeling off his shorts, Ben pulled Janet down onto his lap
as he sat on the chair. His hand moved inside her suit bottoms,
finger playing gently over her clit and in and out of her
vagina.
She took off the top and Ben sucked on her tits, licking and
softly biting the nipples as he continued to rub her clit.
Janet pulled away, ripping down her bottoms, straddling him
again…this time fitting herself onto his cock, her feet barely
touching the floor as she rocked up and down on his hot, straining
member.
His fingers entwined in her hair, Ben kissed Janet hard on
the lips as she kissed him back, their tongues madly searching
each other's mouths, breath coming fast and loud. Ben's cock
felt on fire in her vagina as Janet moved faster, bouncing
on the balls of her feet.
"It's time to go," a friendly female voice called from just
outside the door. It was the redhead.
"Anybody left in here," a cultured male voice was asking the
woman.
"I think there's someone still in the dressing room," the
woman responded back to him. "But they don't seem ready to
come out yet."
"Not yet!" Janet replied in a husky voice. Ben wasn't sure
if Janet was talking to him or the redhead.
"Get up and bend over the chair," Ben whispered to her.
Janet quickly accommodated, standing up and leaning at an
angle with her hands braced on the chair seat. He eased the
index and middle fingers of his right hand inside her pussy
from the backside, reaching his other arm around her leg,
moving strong fingers against her clit. Ben kissed her back
as he continued to pleasure her with his hands.
Janet moaned softly and Ben felt her wetness growing. Taking
away his hands, Ben slid his cock into her pussy from behind,
hitting her sweet spot perfectly. Thrusting and pulling out,
and back in again, faster and faster, then slower again, his
hands pulling her against him, then running over her thighs
and inside her thighs, his fingers going into her pussy from
the front as he thrust from behind until... "Stop, stop!,"
Janet pleaded, and as Ben smiled and carefully pulled out,
he knew she had come.
"Stop what?" the male voice asked from outside the door.
"Jack, a little privacy, if you please," the redhead laughingly
said back to him. "Let's go in here for minute," she suggested.
"No one's left in the store."
Janet and Ben heard them enter the next cubicle. Janet was
sitting on his lap in the chair, head cradled against Ben's
neck, eyes closed, smiling. Ben kissed her forehead and gently
rubbing her back.
The sounds of zippers being unzipped and clothes sliding off
bodies, reached them from the next cubicle. "There's nobody
else here, you heard her," Ben whispered in Janet's ear. "Let's
step out into the store."
As they tiptoed out of their cubicle, Janet and Ben could
see that the door to the next cubicle was ajar. They could
only see part way in, but they had a perfect view of the mirror
and the other couple was fully reflected in it. The guy, Jack,
was on his knees, buck naked, with his head buried between
the redhead's legs. She was sitting on the edge of the chair,
with her legs spread for him. His hands were under her ass.
Her eyes were closed and she was licking her lips and making
sounds of delight. Janet and Ben could see them from a side
view, but the other couple couldn't see them.
"Now me, Jerri," Jack was saying to her as he stood up and
moved his erect cock toward her mouth. He was about six feet
tall and obviously in good shape. His hair dark and combed
back, Jack was probably about Jerri's age. They made a good-looking
couple.
"Nice butt," Janet whispered in Ben's ear.
Ben was still hard and moved slightly behind Janet, his hands
covering her breasts, the side of his cock pressed against
her ass, resting between the cheeks.
As they watched, Jerri took Jack's cock in her hands, rubbing
her thumbs against the rim of its head, stroking up and down.
Then she started to lick the sides of his cock and around
the head, then down to his balls. She had one hand behind
his ass and it looked as if she had her middle finger shoved
up his crack. Jack was balanced on the balls of his feet,
slightly bouncing as she worked her finger into his asshole.
She now had her mouth over the head of his cock.
Janet felt herself getting wet all over again.
Ben, excitement growing, accidentally pinched one of Janet's
nipples too hard. Janet let out a yelp and they froze in place.
Jack and Jerri both moved their heads toward the door, but
couldn't see out. Then they looked into the mirror and saw
Janet and Ben standing there. Jerri smiled and casually went
back down on Jack's cock.
"Come on in," Jack says. 
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