1. The Cuckolding of Neil Dodds - Part 14


    Date: 8/25/2015, Categories: Cuckold, Author: angieseroticpen, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

    zipper again as she pulled her panties up. She would turn and see his smile just before she kissed him and then she would go to the bathroom. A few minutes later they would finish up the locking up of the shop and then they would leave together. There would be paperwork to catch up on so it would be back to her home. Neil would be waiting for them with a refreshing drink before dinner. Afterwards she would take a bath and reappear wearing a sample from the latest nightwear stock; a white, see through negligee that just about covered her thighs. The matching panties would have been discarded of course; they would only get in the way. “Shall we go through those sales figures again, Karl,” she would say to him as she stretched out her hand. Karl would take it and let her lead him up the stairs to her bedroom. Then she would hear the sound of his zipper again but this time it would be her fingers tugging it down. Karl’s voice broke her concentration. “Are you okay?” Claire smiled. “I was miles away,” she told him. “Oh, where?” “Somewhere into the future,” she told him. He smiled as he moved closer to her. “Where exactly?” She smiled and pulled herself back a little. “I’ll tell you later.” “Is it a dirty place?” he whispered. “Absolutely filthy.” “I’d better get us a taxi then,” he told her. Fifteen minutes later they found themselves walking through the city centre. They passed a couple of empty shops; one between two charity shops and the other next to a bookmaker. They looked ...
    at each other and shook their heads. They then headed into a shopping arcade. It held some up market shops, like jewellers and clothing boutiques. Claire remembered seeing an empty one a few weeks earlier and they soon found it. Karl looked through the large window. “Seems quite spacious,” he told her. “They have an upstairs as well.” Claire looked at the large To-Let sign, but Karl also saw a notice on the door window regarding letting. He took out his mobile phone. “It’s Sunday,” Claire told him, “there’ll be no estate agents open now.” Suddenly Karl started speaking to a voice at the other end. Claire stood back as Karl wandered up to the shop next door, mobile to his ear and talking away. Moments later he was back at her side, “He’ll be here in fifteen minutes.” “Who?” “The leaseholder,” he told her. “Place has been empty for almost six months and the letting agents are having no luck in shifting it. I think we may get a good deal here. He sounds eager to get it let.” Claire stood looking through the window. In her mind she could picture the racks and rails of lingerie; stands for stockings and perhaps some costume jewellery. The name ‘Intimates’ popped into her mind; ‘Claire’s Intimates’ she muttered to herself. She turned to Karl and told him. “Sounds good,” he told her, just as the leaseholder approached them. “So what line of retail are you in?” he asked them as he opened the door for them. Claire opened her mouth to speak, but Karl cut in, “We have a few ideas,” he ...
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