One of the part time jobs she had when she was at Art College was working at weekends in a confectioner and tobacconists shop. She was always short of money and her boyfriend Brian had seen the advert when passing the shop and had told her about it.

The shop was tiny and half of it was taken up by a ticket agency which was run by the wife of the proprietor, a portly middle aged man who was quite jolly and who obviously liked pretty girls so they hit it off straight away! There was not much room in the shop so whenever he had to get past her behind the counter there was inevitably some bodily contact and she was often aware of a hard penis hesitating against her behind as he passed her and that the more times he passed the harder it got!

She did not mind. He was not creepy at all and soon he made a little joke about the effect she had on him when his wife was out of earshot. She always wore a smart pencil slim skirt to work in the shop which was skin tight showing her bum off to perfection so she knew the effect she was having on men and had been felt up several times on the Underground. He had never abused his position however never squeezing or stroking her bum, confining himself to enjoying a slightly prolonged pause as he brushed past her sometimes with an appreciative murmur to make her smile. For her part, she would sometimes press back against his cock just to tease!

As well as the shop he owned a flat in the town which he rented out on a short term basis. He knew she had a boyfriend and he told her that if the flat was not occupied she could use it whenever she wanted making it clear to her that he did not mind her being there with Brian and would not enquire about what they were doing there! He knew they were both art students and he told her specifically that if Brian wanted her to pose for him they could use the flat any time it was not occupied and she knew he hoped that if she did pose it would be nude!

One Saturday afternoon he returned to the shop in some agitation; not at all his usual sunny self. His wife was out so he had to do the ticket agency leaving her with the other side of the shop and they were busy but when there was a lull she asked him what was troubling him. He said that his tenants had just moved out leaving the place in a mess and he had new tenants coming in the next day and no one to get the place clean and tidy. She told him that it need not be a problem as she wouldn't mind staying on and helping him if he would like me her to. He was very grateful and said he would of course pay her extra but there would be no time to lose and they would have to go straight to the flat as soon as they closed the shop.

After they had closed the shop they went straight round to the flat and it was indeed in a mess! "Never mind" she said they would soon get it straight, where were the cleaning items and did he have an overall? She was still in her shop clothes, a blouse, tight skirt and high heels and they would not do for cleaning. They looked everywhere but whilst they found brushes, mops and cleaning products there were no overalls.

"Well you don't want to ruin your smart clothes" he said "so that's it".

"Not necessarily" she replied. "I can work in my undies - if you behave", she then added with a cheeky grin!

He agreed and she stripped off her blouse and skirt so that she stood in only bra, panties and suspender belt then she removed her stockings saying that she didn't want to ladder them.

He looked at her stunned. Eighteen years old, fair hair still piled up on her head, clad only in matching black lace bra, pants and suspender belt. And what underwear!! She always from an early age hated the M and S white coverall bras and pants bought by mothers for their daughters. Hers were black French lace, tiny panties strung across her hips a tiny half cup bra that scarcely covered her nipples and a matching suspender belt! The look on his face said it all!

"Down boy!" She said. "We're here to work!"

He just gaped at her and said. "You look stunning!"

Having removed her stockings she had no need for the suspender belt so she took it off too and they set to work - or rather she set to work. He spent most of the time looking at her - a vision scarcely inside the tiny scraps of lace as she bent to her work. She knew the effect she was having on him and teased him showing off her body deliberately and noting with satisfaction the large bulge in the front of his trousers! The panties were so tiny that wisps of dark hair curled out at the top and she knew that the light brown edge of her nipples showed whenever she bent towards him! After a while he recovered his voice telling her that however pleasurable, this was sheer torture.

"Don't you like my undies then?" She asked him.

With some vehemence he replied that of course he did. But they only had one fault.

"What's that?" she asked surprised.

"You are wearing them!"

"Do you want me to take them off then?" She asked.

"Of course I want you to take them off!” He exclaimed. “And your bra is so small that I can see your nipples already!"

Looking down she saw that both of her nipples were exposed. "Oh! All right then" she said, "undo my bra please." She turned round so her could do so. The bra slid smoothly down her arms to the floor and she turned back to face him, her firm young breasts almost in his face.

"What about the panties?" He asked.

"What is this first?" She placed her hand on the bulge in his trousers.

"You know what it is?" he groaned. "It's killing me!"

"Well, we'll have to do something about that." she pulled down his zip and taking his hard cock into her hand.

"So what about these?" He asked again, his hands now on the slender elastic stretched over her hips.

"Go on then!" She instructed him and as they slipped down her legs to the floor she stepped out of them.

He pushed her back at arms length so he could look at her, young, unblemished and completely naked. Her tits were pert, nipples erect and dark curly hair almost but not quite covering her young pussy lips.

It was obvious he wanted to fuck her but it was not what she wanted so she started to stroke his throbbing cock instead. He sat there looking at her running his hands over her naked body as she brought him to the point of no return and as he leaned forward to softly kiss her nipples a stream of cum exploded from the end of his cock and over her tits and belly, then running down through her pussy hair to flow over her pussy lips.

As she squeezed the last drops out of him he began to go limp and leaning forward once again he caught some of his cum on the end of his finger and pressed it inside her pussy lips and about an inch inside her. It had been very exciting to make him cum she thought and it had taken him much longer to do so that it did Brian when she stroked his cock. With Brian she had a handful of cum almost as soon as she had his cock out of his trousers. It was much better with older men where the excitement built gradually before they suddenly soaked her waiting body with their cum.

It had been unplanned and exciting but it never happened again although she did wonder what it would have been like if she had let him fuck her properly and pump his spunk into her. She continued to work there and he continued to tease her and her him, but he never saw her naked again or had the pleasure of her young body.