I sighed with the pleasure of finally reaching the end of the day and approached the door ready to close it just as I was about to turn the key I was startled by a tapping at the door. On the other side was a rather severe looking woman who I thought was in her low fifties. I considered turning her away but it had been slow in the shop this week and if she was so desperate to buy something that may be a good thing I thought.
"Yes Ma'am," I said as I let her in. Once she was in I locked the door and turned off the front lights.
"I hope you don't mind but we are closing, so we must be quick," I said glancing again at her and thinking that she must be in her mid-forties.
She dressed elegantly if somewhat spartanly, she was clothed in a calf length black skirt, flesh coloured stockings, a white shirt and a black jacket. She also wore high heels that showed her calves to be well formed. Looking at her face she looked at me with sharp eyes that seemed to penetrate me and made me drop my gaze. They topped a button nose and thin lips. Her face seemed to be a sharp triangle with her hair pulled back into a tight honey coloured bun.
"I won't need much time young man," I grimaced at that since she was only a few years younger than myself I thought.
"I want to see what you have in the way of office chairs," she then remarked briskly.
The sight of her and her voice was like a gentle blow that left you with no doubt that you were to do what she wanted. So I led her through the deserted showroom and to where the office furniture that was kept. I led her to a comfortable chair that was covered in soft tan leather. Without another word she slipped onto it and settled herself into the seat.
As she did she lifted her skirt and allowed the cool chair covering to touch naked skin. Sitting there I could see her stockings being held up by black suspenders. It was quite noticeable that she was naked from her thighs up to her waist. I could not help myself but my eyes were drawn to her exposed cunt and I could make out fleshy lips beneath a severely cropped pubic hair.
"Are you looking up my skirt, young man?" her voice whipped through the air.
I looked up into her face and gulped, she looked like every hard teacher I had ever had through school.
"Yes," I muttered.
"Yes, yes what? I demand some respect young man," her voice pierced me and I was amazed that I had answered her at all.
"Yes Ma'am," I replied that brought a small smile to her lips.
"That is very naughty young man. I often find I need to punish men who think they can look up my skirt," she sighed sadly though I could see that her eyes were shining and she licked her lips with excitement.
"Well since what is under my skirt is so interesting come here and look at what I have," she commanded and opened her legs while she sank back into the chair exposing her cunt even more and letting me see the drops of her womanly dew on the naked lips. Part of my mind thought that since she has damaged the chair she will need to buy it but that was for only a minute as I sank to my knees between her legs.
Looking at her exposed cunt I noticed that there were a few grey hairs amongst the darker pubic hairs that had been trimmed closely. Her musky scent was filling my nose and I wanted to lean forward and let my tongue wander over the tantalising flesh that I could see. I could even make out the tip of her clit as it excited and I knew she was aroused. I too was aroused and my cock was incredibly uncomfortable inside my trousers.
It must have been noticeable because her next statement was, "So the naughty boy has a hard-on. Why don't you take it out and masturbate as you lick my private parts."
It was with pleasure that I released my cock from its cloth prison and took it into my hand. As I did this I pressed my lips against hers and allowed my tongue to spear between her lips. I tasted her sweet juices as they washed over my tongue. She ground her cunt hard against my face and she muttered to herself as I expertly licked along the lips flicking the clit every now and again.
As I licked I felt her body shudder as her juices gushed into my mouth while she came. All the time I jerked off for her. I tried delaying the inevitable by trying to think of other things other than this dominating woman. I could tell when she came since she squirted through her lips into my mouth. When she did that I lashed her clit with my tongue demanding even more passion and cuming from her body.
"Stand up," she croaked as she pushed me away after she had cum a fourth time.
My chin dripping with her cum, I rose and stood in front of her my cock in my hand. She brushed the hand away allowing her long slender fingers wrapped themselves about the shaft and she stroked up and down its length. The touch was tender and driving me crazy as she excited me. She even slipped a fingernail into the eye of my cock and it was only the fact her other hand strangled the possibility of any orgasm that stopped me from shooting my cum into her face. As it was I groaned with the sheer frustration of it all.
"You are so naughty. Your penis is quite hard. Do you want to cum?" she asked with a wicked smile on her face.
"Yes Ma'am I need to cum," I replied as she idly played with my balls and slowly stroked my cock.
"Well you have been good and you deserve a reward," she said.
As she spoke her hand pumped my cock faster and more firmly. She watched the cock become even redder as blood pulsed through the hard flesh. Taking her other hand she touched the underside of my cock and then rubbed at the little bit of skin that went from the shaft to the glans of my cock. Slipping a fingernail just under the glans and slipping it along the skin there I almost came but for the pressure on the base of my cock which was again held tightly.
All I could do was moan with frustrated pleasure and then she touched the same area again this time releasing the stranglehold on my cock. Cum jetted through the air and landed with a steady stream on the chair she had moved from. Pumping my cock she squeezed each drop from the instrument she held until it began to soften and then shrink in her hand.
"Well if you wipe off the mess I will buy the chair, it meets all my requirements," she said in a no-nonsense voice barely acknowledging what had just happened between us.
With a tremor in my hands I began to dress and looked for rags to wipe off the cum that dripped from the chair.