Robin White pushed the handcart loaded with boxes toward the Women’s Apparel department.  Her eyes cut to the scantly clad floor dummies dressed in very skimpy outfits as she headed toward the storeroom to unload her delivery.  She couldn’t help but admire the tiny lacy bras and under garments that barely covered the model’s private areas.  It was a warm day outside and the temperature was rising even higher as she passed through the lacy garments. 

It was quiet in the department and Cici Renoe was bored.  She straightened merchandise and restacked counters until she was sick of feeling silk under her hands.  Her co-worker was working the floor, greeting all the new customers, and assisting with the very few that ventured into the department.  It was going to be a long shift.  Cici leaned back against the check out counter with her arms folded across her chest.  Her tight blouse flattened snugly across her back as her arms rested against her breasts.  Her short mini skirt rode up nearly to the top of her crotch.  Her long legs were bare with sandals strapped on her tanned feet.  Her eyes scanned the department from her vantage point.  Suddenly, she saw Robin enter the department with a new load of inventory. 

It wasn’t the inventory that interested Cici but Robin herself.  She had been trying for weeks to get Robin to notice her and had done all but fallen in front of her feet.  She began to think that Robin was blind.  She knew from the break room gossip that Robin was a lesbian.  Cici had never been inclined to fool around with anyone from work, but Robin changed her mind.   

Robin was medium height, not much more than five feet ten inches.  That meant that Cici was taller by an inch or so.  She smiled as she thought of lining her body up against Robin’s.  Her flesh warmed and a sudden dampness seeped into her crotch as she watched Robin’s muscular body handle the loaded cart with ease.  She was sexually excited by strong women. She craved the pile driving force used during fucking and their skill at handling her body anyway they wanted.   

She stared at Robin’s tight ass.  Her nipples hardened and pushed against her folded arms.  Looking quickly around and not seeing anyone else, with her arms still folded across her chest, she shifted her hands until her thumbs were able to brush against her nipples.  She pinched her nipples against her arms.  Back and forth she rubbed against their sensitive skin until she nearly creamed on the spot.  Her abdomen quivered and her hips began a slow tiny grinding movement against the counter while her tongue snaked out and wet her dry lips.  She never took her eyes off of Robin’s retreating figure as Robin entered the stockroom.  

What a perfect opportunity.  Her fellow worker was busy, no other customers were in the department and one hot lesbian had just entered the stockroom.  Cici could not resist the temptation any longer.  She dropped her arms and headed toward the back and Robin.  As she walked, she glanced down and noted that her nipples pinpointed the front of her blouse.  She again felt the dampness in between her legs as the cooler air chilled the wet spot.  She knew she smelled like she was ready for sex.  I damn well am, she thought to herself. 

Cici pushed through the swinging door and glanced around.  She didn’t see Robin but could hear her as she unloaded boxes in the far right corner.  Following the sounds, she quickly made her way through the maze of unopened boxes.  Rounding the stack, she stopped as she watched Robin lifting a smaller box over her head onto an overhead shelf. 

“Hi Robin,” Cici said just as Robin sat the box on the edge of the shelf.   

Startled, Robin jerked back and turned toward Cici.  The box tumbled downward and bumped against the back of Robin’s head and shoulders on its way to the ground.   

“Oh my god! Are you hurt?” Cici cried out as she rushed over to Robin. 

Robin reached up and rubbed the back of her head.  “I don’t think so.”   

“Here…sit down for a couple of minutes,” Cici instructed as she pushed her to sit down on one of the boxes next to them. 

Robin sank down, still dazed from the blow to her head.  She looked up and her mouth fell open.  Cici stood directly in front of her face with her nipples at lips level.  Robin licked her lips as she noted Cici’s pointed nipples.  She could see the rosy areolas and puckered tips, jutting out against her blouse.  Clenching her fists to keep from reaching up and touching them, Robin groaned beneath her breath. 

“Are you ok?”  Cici asked as she gingerly ran her hands over the back of Robin’s head.  Cici knew what she was doing as she leaned closer and pressed her chest lightly against Robin’s mouth.  She could feel Robin’s warm breath blowing roughly through the material and against her tits. 

“Mummmm.”  Robin tried to talk as finally she allowed her hands to slowly rise and rest on either side of Cici’s hips. 

“Want me to kiss it and make it better?”  Cici whispered as she brushed gently back and forth against Robin’s moist lips.  She could feel the wetness against her nipples, making her crotch tingle. 

“Ahhh…no.  Can you step back a little?”  Robin asked in a husky voice. 

“I could but are you sure you want me to?  I’ve been watching you as much as you have me.  You have the sexiest body.  Did you know that?”  Cici said as she leaned backward to look into Robin’s eyes. 

Robin flushed but kept her hands on Cici’s hips.  She had been checking Cici out every time she went through her department but didn’t realize she had been caught doing so. 

“Well…yeah, who could resist a good looking woman?”   Robin muttered under her breath. 

Cici hiked up her leg and placed it on the box next to Robin’s hip.  Her skirt rode over her thighs and bunched at her crotch.  She reached over to her side and lifted one of Robin’s hands in hers.  Cici guided Robin’s hand until it was under her skirt, resting against her bare muff.   

“Can you feel how hot you make my body?  I’m wet just thinking about you and what you can do to me.”  Cici said in a low tone. 

Robin could smell that distinctive smell of a woman in heat.  Her nostrils flared and her breasts tightened as she gently let her fingers outline Cici’s pussy lips.  Cici was shaved and Robin’s fingers slid smoothly over the warm skin.  Robin trickled her pinkie along the inside of Cici’s slit and felt the dampness that Cici said was there. 

“Ummmm…oh god yes….touch me harder.”  Cici groaned as she leaned her pelvis into Robin’s hand. 

Robin’s pinkie slid into Cici’s slit with the movement, impelling to her palm.  She felt the radiant heat searing her skin as she twitched her pinkie inside of Cici.  Using her other hand she gripped Cici’s hip harder and pulled her closer as she began working her finger in and out of Cici’s cunt. 

“Fuck yes….oh god I like that.”  Cici hissed as she began pumping against the invading pinkie. “I want more…please fuck me and make me cum.” 

Cici’s cunt was wet and slick from Robin teasing her slit.  Robin slowly pulled her finger out before re-inserting two middle fingers.  She could feel the inner lining stretching around her digits as she pumped them methodically into Cici’s cunt…out then in, the wetness sounding loud in the quiet storeroom.  There was an added excitement as both women knew that any one else could enter the room and find them in this compromising situation.  

Cici flung back her head and stifled a loud groan as she felt Robin’s fingers bottom out deep inside her cunt.  She pulled up then rocked downward as she met the marauding fingers that were now driving harder into her depths.  She reached up and pinched her nipples as her level of excitement increased.  She twisted and pulled on them as she continued to plunge downward onto the ramming fingers thrusting deeply inside her hot box. 

Robin forgot about her head and back as she used her fingers to fuck deeper inside of Cici.  She could hear Cici’s breathing increasing and getting more irregular as she drove faster and harder inside of Cici’s now sopping slit.  Her fingers could feel the clasping of Cici’s inner walls, struggling to hold her digits deep inside as she continued to work them repeatedly into Cici’s body. 

Robin tilted forward until her mouth brushed one of Cici’s hands away from Cici’s breast.  She took the cloth and nipple into her mouth as she sucked hard and bit down on its budding tip.   

Cici arched forward, forcing her breast firmly against Robin’s mouth as her cunt began to quiver.  She could feel her orgasm building as her inner lining clung tightly against the fast moving fingers plunging in and out of her body.  She was dripping wet and the sounds added to the excitement of the moment as all her senses were attuned to reaching her peak.  

“I’m gonna cum…” she crooned lowly as she increased her movements against the now very slick fingers fucking into her body. 

Robin drew her head back as she concentrated on pushing Cici to orgasm.  She increased the speed of her fingers ramming deeper inside.  She pulled Cici’s hips downward to meet the driving thrusts even as she felt Cici’s cunt closing tightly around her fingers, squeezing them even tighter as Cici’s orgasm exploded deep inside. 

“Oh…fuck….yessssssssss.”  Cici groaned as she slammed down one final time onto the fingers now resting deep inside her cunt.  She rocked slowly back and forth as she milked the sensation inside her body until her quivering stopped.   

Finally, Robin slowly pulled her wringing wet fingers out of Cici’s cunt.  She lifted them to her mouth and sucked each one deliberately; removing the wetness from her fingers as she tasted Cici’s cum.   

Cici panted as she still stood, soaking in the feelings still quaking deep inside her cunt.  She finally removed her foot from Robin’s side and let her skirt drop to cover her now satisfied pussy.  

“How is your head?” Cici asked as her heart rate and breathing began to return to normal. 

Robin reached up and felt the lump on the back of her head.  It was tender but not nearly as much as the spot between her legs that now needed attention. 

“My head is fine but my “little head” really needs some attention.”  Robin said as she raised her hips enough to unbuckle her belt, open her jeans and slid them downward before sitting back down on the edge of the box.   

Cici knelt down and slid off one of Robin’s shoes before pushing her jeans off one of her legs.  She, then, reached out and pushed Robin’s legs apart, looking at her partially shaved mound.

Mummm… I get to go on a hunt, she thought to herself as she slid her hands along Robin’s inner thighs, spreading her legs wide apart as she moved between them. 

Not wasting any time, Cici dipped her head toward Robin’s slit as her tongue teased along Robin’s pussy lips.  She tasted the sweetness of the heat that had been generated while Robin was fucking her.   Pointing her tongue she slowly licked along each side of Robin’s pussy as she learned her taste and shape.   

Reaching inward, Cici slowly spread open Robin’s pussy, continued slowly licking downward, and then back up where she circled the tip of her tongue around Robin’s clit.  Robin groaned as her legs tensed.  She threw back her head and bit her lips as she held back a scream of ecstasy.  Her thighs quivered as heat raced through her body and settled in her clit.  She could feel it engorging as Cici gently sucked it into her mouth.  Before she could get used to the flushed feeling suffusing her body, Cici sucked harder, making Robin clasp her legs hard against the sides of Cici’s head.  

Robin reached down and pulled Cici’s head tight against her pussy as she ground her clit even harder against Cici’s sucking lips.  She tried to pull back but was held by the vacuum of lips, drawing her deeper and deeper into an orgasm.  Finally with a muffled cry, Robin collapsed against the top of Cici as she came.   

Cici didn’t stop immediately until she tasted the clear nectar that trickled from the darkness of Robin’s inner body.  Savoring the sweetness of Robin, she drew back and looked into Robin’s flushed face.  Still on her knees, she slowly rubbed her hands over the region she had just sucked to completion.  Cici could still feel the contractions rippling through Robin’s pussy as she continued teasing Robin’s slit with her fingers.  Just as she was about to slip a finger into Robin’s wet center she heard a voice. 

“Cici….Cici.  Are you in here?”  Her coworker called from the doorway of the stockroom. 

Cici quickly moved back from between Robin’s legs and stood up.  Looking at Robin, she watched as Robin tried to rapidly redress.  Stepping around the pile of boxes where they were hidden from view, Cici answered loudly. 

“I’m back here trying to find my jacket.  I sprayed water on my blouse and it is still wet.”  Cici stated as a way of explaining the wetness on her breasts from Robin’s mouth. 

“Hey you’re looking in the wrong place.” The woman called back.  “It’s hanging up right here beside the door.” 

“Gee thanks Helen.  I’ll be right out.  I’ll meet you at the cash register.”   

“Sounds good to me.  We have more customers than I can handle by myself right now.”  Helen turned and left the stockroom. 

Robin had redressed and walked out to join Cici.  They stood for a couple of minutes just smiling at one another.  Finally Robin spoke. 

“Would you have dinner with me tonight?” 

“I’ll eat YOU anywhere.” Cici replied saucily. 

Robin laughed at Cici's answer before confirming where she would meet her after work.  She watched Cici as she sashayed out the stockroom.  Grinning to herself, Robin quickly finished her job so that she would be ready by the time that Cici got off work.  She could barely wait for this evening as she realized she and Cici would have all the time in the world to really get to know one another and enjoy each other in privacy.  She thought about how much more she wanted to do with Cici and  she could feel herself getting damp all over again in anticipation of the evening to come.

The End

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