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 ASSTR;'Terry'{Bunyip}(M/F)[1!1] Terry by Bunyip

   I called Terry into my office on a disciplinary matter.  It seems that
Terry, who dressed the display manikins in our store had "lost" some of the
clothing loaned by the various departments.  What made my eyes open up was
that it was almost exclusively underwear that was missing and that he
didn't usually put underwear on them.  The underwear section had their own
mannikins and they dressed them themselves.  We didn't display underwear in
the windows as it offended some of our customers.

   Terry came in and I was sitting at my desk, a little flushed as he had
almost caught me scratching my pussy through my knickers.  Not that I was
itchy, in the normal sense at least, but he caught me at a time when I was
a bit, well, very hot and horny I guess.  So I sat him down in the low
chair, my discipline chair, and looked as sternly at him as I could.

   "Do you know why you're here Terry?" I asked.  He nodded.  "I have some
concerns about your honesty.  How about you tell me what is going on?"
Terry blushed and sat there silent.  "Are you stealing ladies underwear?"
He looked up shocked and then shook his head with his eyes wide open.  I
sensed that stealing was the wrong thing to say and so I modified my charge
"Giving them to the girls that work here?" He shook his head slowly and I
realised that he was one of the quiet ones working here.  We have a 10:1
ratio of women to men in the store and the men are either out to score with
every woman here or not at all interested.  Terry wasn't really interested
though I couldn't say that I thought he was a homo.

   I looked at him and then said, "Are you wearing them?" From the bright
red flush that came over his face I knew I had hit the nail on the head. 
"Are you a..."

   "No!" he said adamently.  "I just liked the way they feel, so I started
to put them on.  But whenever I go to take them off they are wet from my
erections."

   "You come in them?" I said "I hope that you haven't put any back on the
shelves like that!"

   "No, I do sometimes wear them home, but only if I can't get a chance to
take them off before I go home.  Usually I put them in the garbage or flush
them.  I don't steal them, well not really!" he said head bowed and
submissive to me.

   Submissive gets me hot.  I felt like mothering him but was too arroused
by his submissiveness.  "OK, stand by the desk and drop your trousers!" I
ordered as I closed and locked the door.  It was close to closing and
nobody bothered coming up to my office that late in the day so I knew we
were safe.

   He dropped his slacks around his ankles to reveal a bright red pair of
satin panties.  I thought to myself how much I'd like to try them on, but
perhaps later.  He had an erection, a rather large erection at that, but I
pretended not to see that.  "Bend over the desk!" I ordered and he
complied. I put my hand on the panties, and rubbed my hand over his satin
covered buttock.  I had a vision of him as a woman and even though I was
not at that stage interested in women, I think he was the one that got me
thinking that way.  What was even more interesting was that seeing his bum
clothed in pretty red knickers had me hot and wet.

   I rounded his buttocks with my bare hand and felt him responding to my
touch.  I felt his lovely tight ball sack throught he soft silky cloth.  I
slipped my hand between his thighs along the crotch of his stolen knickers
and found his hardened shaft.  I ran my fingers along it several times as I
realised that I wanted to fuck him like I was a man.

   I didn't even have a dildo, let alone a strap-on, but I hitched up my
skirt and pressed my panty clad pussy against his bottom and rubbed as if I
were screwing him.  My clitty is an "outie" meaning that when arroused it
protruded through my slit to poke out like a minnie-cock.  He was as
confused as all hell, and to be honest I can't explain why I did just that
at that time.  All I wanted to do was find out what it felt like to screw a
man, well a shop boy.  When a man screwed a woman a woman from behind he
has all of the power, and she has to be the subservient one.  I wanted to
have that power!

   I held his arse by the hips and ground away at him as if I were hot and
hard, and I was deep inside him.  My pussy was running wet and my lips were
puffed up and pouting.  For me that means that my lips were outside my
vulva looking something like an unmade bed.

   I was rubbing my sex lips up and down his cute butt and it was doing me
fine.  Screwing him was pleasing me as well, yet I still felt that ache
that says I needed something inside me.  I wraped my hand around his waist
and reached under his belly.  There pressing against the tightness of the
satin was a rampant cock, nice and thick for the holding, nice and long for
the filling.  I gripped it through the satin and stroked it, he stiffened,
both in his body and his cock.

   I jerked him around as I rubbed my sex lips against one arse cheek.  He
lay on the desk with his hands gripped up tightly, his back arched and his
eyes closed.  In a moment he jerked a few times and came off into his sexy
panties.  "Lucky bastard!" I thought as I was now even more keen to get my
own rocks off.  I stroked him slowly as he drained his milky come into the
expensive panties.  When he was done his cock melted into a mushy, soft,
sticky mess.  I smiled at him and said now pull your pants up.

   I was about to dismiss him so I could have a right old rub-up, when I
saw the smile on his face.  "You will stop pinching panties won't you?" I
insisted.  He nodded, and I said "Right, then I'll give you mine but you
have to give me something first." I could hear him gulp.  "I want you to
give me something to remember this by.  You can start by kissing me up and
down my inside legs." I sat on the desk and spread my legs open for him. 
He knelt on the carpet and began kissing me up and down my inner thighs. 
It was very nice but I wanted more so I added "Now kiss my groin, where my
legs meet my body.  Kiss back and forth, lick me down there as well!"

   He licked and kissed my bikini lines until I said "OK Terry, kiss my
panties, press your lips against me and kiss my panties." He did so and it
felt nice but I noticed that his breath was exciting me.  He would breath
in deeply, smelling me I guess, then breath out rather forcefully, blowing
his hot breath onto my pussy and between my legs.  "That's nice." I told
him, "Now I think you can take them off me." I lifted my bum and he peeled
my panties off for me.  I just love the feeling of fresh cool air on my
exposed pussy lips.

   "Suck them into your mouth and suck on them!" I ordered and he complied.
He was kissing pussy like a pro and yet he assured me it was his first
exposure to actual women!  Anyway he was licking, sucking, kissing,
slurping and generally messing about when I noticed a shadow at the door. I
put a hand on his head and whispered "Shush!" He stopped and looked around.
The door handle turned but was locked, the lights went out and the body
dissappeared.  "That's the nightwatchman starting to lock up!" I whispered
to him.  "We had better hurry up and finish or we'll be locked in."

   I reached down and sure enough his cock was up again and standing out in
front of him.  I pulled him closer by it and guided it into my hole.  He
didn't take much to get him started and soon he was pumping into me for all
he was worth.  I got off quickly and then managed to rise almost to another
orgasm before he shot his lot inside me.  He went into a frenzy and pumped
without rythm or control.  It was like he was having a fit inside me.  I
realised he was, until that moment, a virgin and I hugged him to me then
explained that it was a once only.  I told the poor little bugger, if I
ever caught him telling anybody, or pinching knickers again, he was sacked.

   He was a great sexual partner and I would have dearly loved to keep him,
like a faithful puppy, but he was a third my age and just starting to learn
about sex.  So I hope he makes somebody a great husband, or at least a good
lover.