Chapter 8: Customer Service

(Dave’s Story)

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Looking around, Dave found himself in a small L-shaped store. It was one that specialized in high end accessories. Pricey items even by mall standards.

The shop’s single sales clerk didn’t seem too concerned about her sales duties. Instead she was idly flirting with a male customer at the back of the store.

The sales clerk was pretty with expensively stylized blonde hair and the youthful features of a woman in her early twenties. The top two buttons of her dark blouse had been left undone offering a teasing glance at the sweet melons beneath.

“I like your top,” the customer commented. He was another twenties-something combining the rugged good looks of a Hollywood playboy with a finely groomed head of golden blond hair.

The blonde sales clerk leaned across the sales counter. “Yeah ... my manager told me I’d make more sales if I left the top two buttons undone.”

“Are you certain he doesn’t just like looking down your top?” The playboy made no effort to disguise where he was looking.

“Sometimes I think she does,” she joked.

“So Katlin I’ve been wondering?” the playboy asked as he laid an innocent looking laminated card down on the counter top. “Just what is this for?”

Katlin gasped in shock “Oh my god! It says its a Breeding Pass!”

Dave ears instantly perked up at the words Breeding Pass. Staying a safe distance back the teen watched the drama between the sales clerk and her customer play out.

“Yes, I can see that. Its part of some kind of crazy promotional event right? So just who do I give it to?”

“Trip, its a Breeding Pass. You give it to a woman you want to have sex with.”

“Like you?” Trip asked pushing the Breeding Pass towards the sales clerk.

Katlin slid the Breeding Pass back towards Trip. “You know there are a lot of other woman in this mall,” she told the smiling playboy.

“None as pretty as you,” Trip responded sliding the Breeding Pass back towards Katlin.

“You’re not going to take it back are you,” Katlin said. Dave could tell from her tone it had been a rhetorical question. She already knew the answer.

“Nope,” Trip answered anyway.

Katlin picked up the Breeding Pass and tapped it against the counter as she mulled over her options.

Having formulated a plan of action, Katlin stuffed the Breeding Pass down her blouse. Stepping around the counter the blonde dropped to her knees placing herself eye level with Trip’s tented crotch. Using both hands, she went to work unbuckling his belt.

Startled, Trip glanced around the empty store. Spying Dave watching from the entrance the playboy pointed down towards his crotch. Asking Dave in a non-verbal way. ‘Are you seeing this?’

With one swift motion Katlin brought down Trip’s jeans and boxers. The playboy’s fully erect cock sprang out in a rigid salute to Katlin’s sexuality slapping the kneeling sales clerk in the face as it did so.

Katlin brushed off the unintentional slap. Gripping Trip’s bare member the blonde spat on it. Holding Trip’s boner firmly Katlin spread the lubricant up and down his shaft turning it slick with her spit.

“You work fast,” Trip said.

“I don’t want to get a bad reputation,” the kneeling sales clerk replied.

Katlin briefly stood up to unbuckled her belt and dropped her slacks before ducking back down behind the sales counter. This time putting herself completely out of Dave’s field of vision. Trip soon joined Katlin behind the counter, ducking down with a big grin on his face.

Dave could no longer see the action, but he could hear it. The soft muffled sounds of two people having sex.

Peeking over the counter top Dave confirming with his own eyes the two were getting it on. Trip laid over top of the prone sales clerk flexing his hips like a pro. While a less enthusiastic Katlin looked blankly up at the ceiling as she patiently waiting for her breeder to finish.