Lacy Green Underwear
 

When I was 16, I got a weekend job at a local ladies? boutique and my job was basically helping out Jean, the shop owner, as she was getting on a bit and finding all the standing around a bit hard.I used to help the ladies find the correct clothes sizes and give advice where appropriate. The weekends were pretty busy.During the school summer holidays, Jean asked me to work weekdays too but, because the shop was very quiet in the week, I would be working alone. I accepted as it would give me time to catch up on schoolwork etc when it was quiet. I didn?t realise how quiet it could be!Some days were so quiet I would see no customers at all. I would sit behind the counter and watch Youtube vids on istanbul travesti my tablet to pass the time and one thing led to another and I would end up watching porn vids.Whilst the shop had large windows with manikin displays, I could sit behind my counter with my panties around my ankles and fingers in my slit. On several occasions, I brought myself to orgasm whilst men and women looked through the window at the clothes with me in the background bucking and grinding below the counter.As I understand it, many women get turned on whilst trying on clothes in shops and I had often heard a few suspicious gasps and moans from the changing rooms. One day, a middle-aged, smart lady travesti istanbul came into the shop and mooched about for a while before coming up to me holding a lacy green bra and panty set, our most expensive line.?Can I try these on, please???Of course madam, let me show you to our changing rooms.?Behind my counter is a wall and behind that is a small corridor with two curtained-off booths, each with large floor to ceiling mirrors. I showed the lady into the first booth and closed the curtain behind her. These curtains never give full privacy and always fall open a little. I left her to it and returned to my counter.After a few too many minutes, I thought I would just check if istanbul travestileri she needed anything and as I approached the booths, I stopped as I heard the sound of heavy breathing and stifled moans. I crept forward. Through the gap in the curtains, I could clearly see the lady from behind and a partial front view in the mirror. My pussy instantly started to gush.The lady was standing in front of the mirror, wearing the green underwear, in the ?emergency masturbation position? that most girls know about when there?s nowhere to sit or lie, ie, legs slightly apart, knees bent slightly, hips thrust forward, back curved forward and head bent forward for a closer look. She had one hand rubbing and pinching her tits which had been pulled out over the top of the lacy green bra whilst the other hand was inside the lacy green panties, rubbing furiously. She was gasping and her buttocks clenched in time as she thrust her hips forward in time with her jilling.