“I think you need a bigger size,” he said. “Let’s try a size 10,” he said disappearing around back again.
This time when he returned his cock was even more exposed. He squatted down to fit her foot with the boot but when he stood, his erection popped out of his pants in the way of a clown popping out of a jack in the box. A real pro at exposing his cock, she knew this wasn’t the first time that he flashed his cock to a woman. Not looking down at himself, not acknowledging that his prick was sticking straight out of his pants, he acted as if everything was normal. If he stared at anything, he stared at her wide open legs and exposed panty while she stared at his erection. Only, she couldn’t stop staring at his cock. She couldn’t take her eyes off of his big, stiff prick.
“You have a beautiful prick,” she said taking back control of their flashing.
“Oh, I’m so sorry,” he said looking down at himself before looking up at her with lust. Obviously pretending that he didn’t know his cock was sticking out of his pants, she wasn’t fooled. Quickly he reached to put his cock away.
“No don’t put it away. I like seeing it,” she said. “It’s been a while since I’ve seen a hard cock and even longer since I’ve seen a cock so young, so big, and so hard. It’s beautiful,” she said. “I love your big prick.”
Showing more of himself by turning to the side, he struck a Captain Morgan pose with his head tilted back, his chest sticking out, and his hips pushed forward.
“May I touch it?”
“Sure,” he said taking a step closer to her.
She reached out her finger and poked at it with her fingertips as if checking for fresh bread.
“May I feel it?”
“Of course,” he said. “I’d love for you to feel my prick.”
Then, when she wrapped her fingers around his prick, he reached down to cup her pussy through her panty.
“It’s so big and it’s so hard. Would you mind if I stroked you?”
“Sure, go right ahead,” he said watching her stroke him. “I’d love for you to stroke me.”
While she stroked him, he traced her pussy slit with his fingertip before pushing her panty aside and entering her with his finger. Being that she was already wet, she was just as sexually aroused as he was.
“If you don’t mind,” she said looking up at him with her big, blue eyes while stroking him and running a slow tongue across her red, full lips. “I’d love to suck you.”
“Mind? No I don’t mind at all. I’d love for you to suck me,” he said. “I’d love to cum in your mouth. I’d love to watch you swallow.”
Scooting forward in her chair while leaning forward, she impaled her mouth with his cock. Taking him deep while stroking him, licking him, and sucking him, she stopped when she felt his hand to the back of her head and when he was just about to cum. As if taking his sexual temperature, feeling his sexual excitement by cupping his balls to feel them throb and pulsate, she knew precisely when he was about to cum. Wanting to leave him sexually frustrated and wanting him to leave him with the hopes of wanting more, she removed him from her mouth, put her shoes on her feet, stood up from her chair, and fluffed down her skirt.
“I have to go now. Perhaps, we can do this again. We could work as a flashing team. Call me,” she said writing her phone number on a piece of paper and handing it to him.
“Call you? You only gave me your phone number. I don’t even know your name.”
“Susan. Susan Jill Parker,” she said stepping forward to give him a deep, wet, French kiss before turning, unlocking the door, and walking out of the store.