After leaving my friend's house after a two hour get together of with food and fun, I decided to take the long way home. Instead of taking the highway back to my house I drove along the old county road. They had just finished building a new fireworks store, and I figured that since I had nothing else to do for the rest of the day, it wasn't a bad idea to take a look around. The store was so new that they hadn't yet completed the parking lot. The rest of the parking lot was empty except one other car. Must be the person working on this hot summer day I concluded.
Pulling the shop door open I get hit by a wave of cool air from inside. Stepping inside, I blink to clear my eyes. Noticing that the lights were off and the only light was coming through the glass doors, there were hundreds of fireworks on the shelves I started to walk around looking at the different items. From the back of the store walks a very cute young girl with jet black hair. "Can I help you?" she asks. Giving here the once over, I notice that she is wearing a tight black v-neck tee shirt, black short shorts which hugged her ass nicely, and flip flops. Her hips were swaying back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm which allowed her ample tits to bounce to and froe like a pendulum on an old grandfather clock.
Trying not to stare too obviously, I stutter "Oh, hi. I'm just looking. I haven't ever been in here before. Do you mind showing be around?"
With a great big smile she starts walking the aisle in front of me. I really wasn't paying to much attention to what she was saying. That ass of hers was just to tempting to pull my eyes away from. I noticed that she was starting to turn around and quickly lifted my eyes back up, but I just wasn't as fast as I hoped. She caught me and grinned with a knowing look. Noticing that there were some Roman Candles on the lowest shelf I asked not so dumbly, "Do you have any large Roman Candles around? I haven't seen any in here so far."
"Sure we do," she stated. "They're right down here." With that she reached right over without bending her knees. The fabric of her shorts strained to stretch around her tight ass. I noticed that she was taking her time pulling them off the shelf. Just turning enough to ask, "Is there any particular style that you are interested in?"
While looking into her eyes, I replied "The bigger, the better." When she started to turn back toward the shelf I took a quick look down her shirt at her massive firm breasts. I noticed that she was wearing a lace lined black bra. I wonder if she is matching today, I thought with a grin. Again she reached towards the bottom shelf which she strained to reach the back portion for the best Candles. I was so tempted to step behind her and start to fuck her from behind.
Again she started to turn back towards me and I was quicker this time in adjusting my glance. The fireworks girl stood back up with her giant globs gently swinging and bouncing. Holding a selection of Roman Candles, she started to show them to me. I asked some questions and started to joke around. The girl started to move her hand up and down the length of the Candle as if she were slowly stroking a cock. Noticing this, my dick started to grow at the sight. Afraid that I would be caught, I switched the subject back to another type of firework that was over on another shelf. "Do you have any mortars?"
"We sure do!" She exclaimed. As she rotated to head off towards them, the girl took a quick look at my crouched and her eyes sparkled. As we walked down the aisle, I asked her the girl her name. With a twist of her head she said her name was Jen. We approached the mortars I notice that there we some on the top shelf. Pointing to them and asked if I could see them. Jen approached the stack and standing on her tippy toes, reached for the pack I had indicated. With her shirt riding up and her tits rubbing against the shelving, I quickly shifted were my point indicated and directed Jen towards the new item. "I can't reach it," she said "Do you mind trying to get it?"
Walking behind Jen, I had to press myself to her to reach. If my dick hadn't settled down before, I was going to get into trouble now since it jumped to attention faster than a professional sprinter. Stretching out both my cock as well as my arm I was able to grab the box. As I lowered my arm, Jen stepped back to turn around, my shaft threw my shorts, slid between her tight cheeks. Jen must have realized where my cock had ended up and stopped turning around and pushed back into me with intent. My hand holding the box still, "accidentally" brushed her right breast and I noticed that she shivered.
