Chapter 1

Sue was almost twenty years old and had not yet managed to go into the horizontal with a man with lusting intentions. Her mama told her as long as she kept one foot on the floor she would probably still be pure but her common sense dictated that once something like that started there would be only one conclusion. She was really a klutz when it came to putting on make-up but hated to admit her shortcomings so she just told everyone she was against such foolishness and liked the "fresh" look.

She was lucky because her figure had sprouted boobs recently and backside looked pretty good from swimming every morning in her family's backyard pool. Sue kept it all kind of hidden under plain wrapping with her granny panties and her long skirt that came down to the knees. The new style was like halfway between the knee and the panty line but she felt safer by not advertising her shapely legs in too ostentatious a manner with absolute strangers.

Things had not worked out at the community college so she was getting ready to start her first job at the department store in the mall that catered to the upscale young housewives with expensive tastes. The interviewer was an elderly woman who liked Sue's manner of dress and the fact she was not all painted up like some Eighth Avenue whore looking for customers. Her older sister Louise worked in the store but she had a plush job in the administration department making up the timesheets and turning in inventory reports to the central headquarters up in Albany. Louise had been promised a position in Albany as soon as one of the head bookkeepers retired right after Easter.

Their parents were none too happy to have their eldest daughter move quite that far away and they did their best to discourage her from the thought. In all honesty, Louise was not all that certain she really wanted to go out on her own like that but her disastrous affair with a married insurance salesman from The Metropolitan had made her desirous of finding some place new where people didn't look at her and whisper behind her back that she was a nasty little "home breaker".

Sure, Ronald had four kids and his terrible wife with the potty mouth had chased her with a broom when she came by his house to drop off his paycheck when he was out with the flu. It was her own fault for falling in love with the old fart. Apparently, the ugly woman was fully informed about how "sweet" her ass was when she bent over for old ass-fucker Ronald who tended to babble in his sleep. She was absolutely mortified because rumors of her run-in with the old biddy had made the rounds and she could hear the snide remarks that followed her everywhere she went.

Sue loved to listen to her sister's stories about Ronald's cock and how he like to put it places no decent girl should even consider as a residence for cock activities. She would turn over right afterwards and hide her excitement from her sister as she rode her teddy bear like a lover pressed up against the wallpaper with scenes of Winnie the Pooh in his magical garden. She imagined some middle-aged married boss with a huge cock making her take it in her back door like she was a filthy tramp looking to get laid no matter how degrading or humiliating the circumstance. It never failed to make her pulse race and she invariably received a satisfactory orgasm that made her shudder like she had the palsy.

As it turned out, her sister Louise took up with a labor organizer on the docks and her tales of how he shamefully used her lips and backside made Sue weak with passion to have a boyfriend of her own. One thing led to another and before Louise had a chance to accept the position in Albany, she wound up pregnant with the union guy's baby. Actually, the guy turned out to be a pretty good catch because he was well-connected down in Little Italy with some guys you don't want to know their names. Louise became Mrs. Tony Sorrentino just before a three day holiday that they spent in Atlantic City for their honeymoon. Their parents were not at all pleased but brightened up considerably when they got the added news that the newlyweds were also expecting their first child in about six months.

They both continued to work at the upscale department store and Sue was promoted from her stockroom job to assistant in the fitting room section. Now she was in full view of the customers, Sue allowed Louise to apply her make-up so she fit into the scheme of things a lot better than her usual plain Jane exterior. The application of lipstick and eye shadow did wonders for her appearance and Louise even lent her some of her French undies that were gifts from the generous Ronald. She hemmed her skirt and now when she bent over to pick up something from the floor, a glimpse of her undies as sure to come into view. Ronald happened to see her do just that one afternoon and he angrily told her she was wearing "his" panties that he had given to her sister Louise. Sue was embarrassed but she could understand Ronald's point of view considering he had not gotten any pussy from her sister ever since the broom incident.

"Mr. Johnson, you are right, I borrowed these from my sister but I didn't mean any disrespect to your gift. If you want, you can touch them back here in the fitting room and I wouldn't mind at all since you were the one that bought them."

Sue closed her eyes as Ronald ran his greedy fingers all over her undies even sliding down inside like a boy with candy wanting to eat it all at one time. In fact, he was so ardent that she considered allowing him to take her cherry right there in the fitting room but it seemed a little too risky because the floorwalker was known to check the rooms periodically.

"Be a good girl, Sue and get down on your knees."

Sue did as he asked but she wondered why her sister's old boyfriend would want her on her knees like some suitor making a proposal. Her question was answered immediately when she saw him taking his business out to flop right on top of her nose. This was the "in the mouth" thing that he liked making Louise do when they didn't have enough time to get undressed and hump the old fashioned way.