The twins from yesterday were the most beautiful and erotic women I had ever seen on this planet. As I mentioned a couple times in Chapter two, these girls were Victoria’s Secret quality. I was sure I would one day see them both on the cover of Playboy Magazine. With the exception of their hair style, they are identical. They are blonde, have big, bright blue eyes and very sexy mouths with lips slightly parted. They are tall and slender with all the right curves. Their breasts are large for their frame with no sag and very small areolas. Their stomachs are flat and their asses are perfect. They have long nicely shaped legs. Hell, even their feet are sexy. I turned and headed toward Home Depot. My cock was getting hard and pushing toward the left leg of my shorts. I had to look down to make sure my cock wasn’t showing as I walked (with some difficulty, I might add) the length of the mall.
As I approached my destination I could see the long-haired twin (damn, I still don’t know their names) waiting at the entrance. My cock jumped and she saw the movement in my shorts. As I walked up to her she looked down at my crotch and with a huge smile on her face looked back up at my face. In a very professional manner she raised her hand to shake mine and welcomed me to the store. As we walked side by side into the store she said, “Is there anything particular I can help you find today?”
I said, “What is your name, miss?”
“My name is Crystal, sir.” she said.
‘Of course it is.’, I think. “You have a twin sister don’t you? What is her name?” I said.
“Why yes I do. She works here too. Her name is Christina.” she said.
I said, “I am looking for roofing repair materials.” I know that the roofing stuff is at one end of the store near the restrooms.
She told me the aisle number. I thanked her and turned to walk in that direction. On the way I spotted the short-haired twin, Christina standing at the end of an aisle. She waved vigorously and I waved back. She looked down at my crotch as I walked by and gave me a thumbs-up. When I got to the roofing aisle I went directly into the men’s room and into the handy-cap stall, pulled my shorts down to release my cock and sat on the toilet seat.
I hadn’t sat there for more than two minutes before the men’s room door flew open. I heard feminine footsteps cross the tile floor toward my stall. The stall door opened slowly and Crystal’s face came into view. I smiled at her and she flew through the door and jumped into my lap throwing her arms around my neck and kissing me hard on the mouth. She reached down between us and found my cock pointing straight up at her face. She grabbed it and giggled as it surged larger with her touch. She looked up at me and started jerking me off as she said, “Sorry for all that professional crap at the front. I’m sure you’re married and I didn’t want to compromise you if someone you know was watching. I made sure no one was around before I came in here.”
I kissed her hard and passionately and she responded with a groan as my tongue lightly invaded her mouth and flicked her lips. She let go of my cock and stood up and backed up to lock the stall door. She made a big show of taking off all her clothes and placed them on the baby-changing station that is installed in most public rest rooms these days. She stood in front of me for several palpable moments to let me take her all in. What a vision! She reached down with both hands and separated her bald pussy lips and fingered her clit with her right index finger. She was soaking wet and her juices were running down her legs.
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