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I smiled back and ran naked with my handful of garments and wig to the back and got dressed as quickly as I could. Putting the bikini and stockings into a bag to take home and clean. I sighed into the mirror and I finished fixing my hair again. Except this time it was a pleasurable sigh. I'd finally gotten what I wanted out of life with no disguise or mask required.
The End.
The Friday Affair
Rachel stared at Liam. She couldn't help it. He wasn't necessarily your typically attractive man, but he had... Something. She inspected his features closely, as she did nearly every week, to try and work out the attraction.
At 48 he was nearly 20 years her senior but he held his age well. He had few lines in his skin obviously not damaged by too much sun, drinking or cigarettes. His brown, reddish hair was speckled with grey and cut very short. He wore a beard, which he also kept trimmed short. His eyes were a deep dark brown. He had a maturity and confidence in the way he spoke and held himself.
Today he wore his usual Friday afternoon uniform, dark slacks and a light blue collared shirt with three buttons open revealing a hint of hair on his chest. His body appeared strong and solid, not too slim but not overweight.
"Unlike myself!" Rachel thought, tearing her eyes away from Liam and back to her customer. "$87.50 please. Do you have a member's card?"
Later, after her shift, Rachel was up in the locker/ lunch room getting her stuff ready to go home. From her boring job to her boring husband. She sighed as she thought about going home. She cared for her husband but didn't feel love for him. He was a good guy, but young and irresponsible. Rachel wanted a man, one who would take care of her, look after her and one whom she could please in return.
Rachel went to the bathroom to change out of her uniform. She looked at the clothes she had brought with her and felt silly. Just as she did every Friday, she had packed her sexiest, yet still casual clothes. Sometimes she even went shopping and bought new clothes for Fridays in the hope Liam would do more than his usual friendly chat on her way past his office.
Sighing again (she seemed to do a lot of that lately) Rachel started dressing. She put on her tight well cut jeans, which gave her ass a nice roundness and slimmed her down a bit making her look slightly smaller and taller. She adjusted her black lace bra and put on her tight black, v neck top, showing off what she thought was her best assets, her breasts. They were large and even after having children still round, firm with pretty pink nipples.
After checking her make-up in the mirror, brushing her long dark wavy chestnut hair Rachel went to leave work for the day. Rachel worked part time at the office supplies chain working Fridays and weekends when she was in charge of the front end and the cash office. Liam, the store manager worked only week days, making Fridays the only day she saw him.
Taking a deep breath she popped her head into the door of Liam's office. "I'm off now. See you next week."
Distracted by his work, Liam hardly looked up as he said "Yeah uh, bye." An even worse response then last week! Rachel thought disappointed. But Liam's head suddenly snapped up, "Oh Rachel it's you! Don't go".
Rachel was taken aback and didn't know what to say. "Uh, what?" was all she could manage.
Liam laughed. "Oh sorry, that sounded strange. I mean I need you." Rachel blushed and tried to say something and Liam laughed again. "That sounded stranger didn't it? I mean Lindy had to run home sick so I need someone to man the cash office for a couple of hours and close up with me."
Rachel couldn't believe it! In the 10 months since Liam started at the store she had never had the chance to be alone with him. The one weekend he had worked to cover another manager who was sick, she was on holidays! "Oh sure, I'll just call my husband and let him know I'll be late and I'll change back into my uniform."
"Ok do what you need to do, but don't worry about getting changed. It's only a couple of hours and you'll be in the office most of the time. Besides you look really good in that outfit".
Blushing again Rachel said "Er, thanks. I'll get back to it" and she practically ran away.
In the cash office she began going over the tills and totals for the day balancing each one before the last couple would come in after closing. It was easy, mundane work. Rachel was smart, probably too smart for the job, but she sacrificed a career for a family. As she worked her mind kept drifting to her earlier conversation with Liam and how she wished wasn't too shy to say the things she wanted to or to flirt with him.
She imagined walking into his office, closing the door behind her, walking straight up to him and kneeling before him. In her fantasy he would swing his chair around to face her. She would be bold enough to reach up to his pants and unzip them. She would pull his cock out and start to pull it gently and carefully until it was hard. She imagined Liam saying "Rachel, I didn't realise what a slut you were. Suck my cock for me, slut." and she would. She would open her mouth and put his cock in deep. Her mouth would be open wide, teeth not touching and her lips clamped nicely around his shaft. She would move her tongue up and down his cock in time with her lips. She would hear him moan and the thought of him enjoying her pleasing him excited her to no end.
The fantasy had such an effect on her that Rachel didn't realise that she had a hand between her thighs and her legs were open wide. "Should I?" she thought aloud. She knew there were no cameras in the office. She checked the clock and she had about 30 minutes until closing time.
"Fuck it" she said and undid her pants.
Liam considered his position. He knew it was risky but he thought it was worth it.
Liam was married and unsatisfied. His wife was very vanilla and his tastes were a little more intense. He wanted a slut. A horny slut who would submit to him and let him use and abuse her. He had had a few women who thought they could give him what he wanted to give them, but it never worked out. Some were too demanding, wanting him to leave his wife. Some were just boring, not getting into it and not being slutty enough. He even tried paying for it, but he wanted a woman who wanted it. He thought he had finally found one. By tonight he had hoped he would know for sure.
The thought of Rachel made him hard instantly. She was so attractive to him. She seemed so shy and innocent but he could tell she only needed a push to turn her into a slut. He saw the way she dressed up for him and fixed her make up. He knew it was for him. Through discreet inquiries he found out that on the weekends she wore her uniform home.
Liam shifted in his seat, his cock pressing uncomfortably against his pants. She turned him on so much with her innocence, her beauty and her youth. She was much younger than him at 29. Her face was pretty and fresh, her skin was fair with just a sprinkle of freckles on her nose making her look even more youthful. He loved the way her cheeks were pink and flushed around him and he enjoyed saying things to watch the blush grow on her cheeks. He loved her body too. She was a larger girl, curvy and nicely plump. She had a round ass, big hips and a small waist. Her tits were large and round, still sitting high on her chest. He wondered what her nipples would feel like in his teeth.
He knew he had to have her and he didn't think he'd get a better opportunity to seduce Rachel.
He tried to get back to work for the last few hours. He kept checking his clock at the bottom of his computer screen. One by one the staff left until he went to the front to close the last register. His excitement was mounting. He knew he was hard and hoped that the last few staff members didn't notice as he locked the door behind them. He took the tills with him to the cash office and pulled out his key, opening the door.
Before he opened the door he wondered if she had noticed that he had put the clock back 30 minutes.
What he found when he opened the door truly surprised him. He had hoped just to make her jump and be on edge by changing the clock but instead he found he on the edge of her chair, her pants lowered to just above her knees exposing her ample, milky white thighs. He noticed her face was flushed again, even a few drops of sweat forming on her forehead. He watched as her chest rose and fell as she breathed. But most of all he saw her hand between her legs. It was all he could do to not drop the till.
