Foxy Business Lady Gets Fucked!

Title: “Foxy Business: The Mother of All Pawn Shop Encounters”

The pawn shop, always a repository of eclectic treasures and unlikely encounters, was unusually quiet on this particular afternoon. The bell above the door tinkled, announcing the arrival of a new customer. In sauntered a MILF with an air of confidence, her ample bosom straining against the thin fabric of her blouse as she strode to the counter with feline grace. Her name was Veronica, and she was here on a mission.

Paused behind the counter was the clerk, a strapping young man with tousled brown hair and an earring. He looked up from his smartphone, his eyes widening as he took in the vision before him. Veronica smiled, her red lips parting to reveal a row of perfectly white teeth. She leaned forward, giving the young man an ample view of her cleavage.

“Good afternoon,” she purred, her voice low and husky. “I’m looking for something special. Do you think you can help me?”

The clerk swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing in his throat. “Uh, sure. What did you have in mind?” he managed to stammer out.

Veronica’s hand drifting across the counter, her fingers brushing his. “Something big. Something…impressive,” she said, her eyes smoldering with desire.

The clerk’s mouth went dry. He felt the blood rushing to his groin, his cock hardening at her touch. “I think I know just the thing,” he said, reaching beneath the counter and pulling out a large, intimidating looking vibrator. It was black and veiny, like an artificial penis.

Veronica’s eyes widened with delight. “Oh, it’s perfect,” she cooed, her hand encircling the base of the fake phallus. “I think I’ll take it.”

The clerk grinned, his cock throbbing with anticipation. “It’s $50,” he said, his voice strangled. “Can I help you with anything else?”

Veronica nodded, her tongue darting out to moisten her lips. “Yes, I think you can. I need to test it out, make sure it works properly. Would you mind if I used it… here?”

The clerk’s eyes nearly bulged out of his head. “Here? But…” He glanced around the empty shop, his heart pounding in his chest. “Okay,” he finally managed to choke out.

Veronica stepped behind the counter, her hands already working at the buttons of her blouse. She shrugged it off, revealing a black lace bra that barely contained her heaving tits. She unhooked it with a deft flick of her fingers, letting it fall to the ground.

The clerk stared, his mouth agape. Veronica smirked, pushing her jeans down her shapely legs. She stepped out of them, kicking them aside. She was now clad in only a pair of matching black lace panties, the fabric already damp with her arousal.

She turned around, bending over the counter and giving the clerk a perfect view of her thong-clad ass. She moved her panties to the side, exposing her glistening pink folds.

“Mmm, I’m so wet,” she purred, reaching back to spread her cheeks. “I’m going to need some help getting this big thing inside me.”

The clerk didn’t need to be told twice. He sprang into action, unbuckling his belt and shoving his jeans down his thighs. His cock sprang free, hard and throbbing. Veronica turned around, eyeing it hungrily.

“Oh my,” she cooed, reaching out to stroke it. “It’s even bigger than the toy. You’re going to fill me up so good.”

She turned back around, bracing herself against the counter. The clerk stepped up behind her, his hands gripping her hips. He rubbed the head of his cock against her slick entrance, teasing her.

“Please,” she whimpered, her voice strangled with need. “Please fuck me.”

The clerk didn’t need to be told twice. He slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the hilt in her tight heat. Veronica cried out, her pussy clenching around him.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his hips pistoning into her, pounding her hard and fast. “You’re so fucking tight.”

She moaned in response, pushing back against him, meeting him thrust for thrust. “Harder,” she begged, her voice muffled by the counter beneath her. “Fuck me harder.”

The clerk obliged, ramming into her with reckless abandon. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the shop, mingling with Veronica’s moans of pleasure.

Her pussy clenched around him, her juices dripping down her thighs. She was close, so close. The clerk could feel his own orgasm building, his balls tightening with impending release.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his pace faltering. “I’m going to cum.”

Veronica reached back, her hand wrapping around his cock. “Cum inside me,” she panted. “Fill me up.”

With a roar, the clerk thrust deep, his cock exploding inside her. Veronica cried out, her pussy clenching around him as she came, wave after wave of pleasure crashing over her.

They collapsed against the counter, both panting and spent. The clerk pulled out, his cock slipping from her well-used hole. Veronica turned around, giving him a satisfied smirk.

“I’d say that’s more than enough to warrant to purchase of the toy,” she purred, picking up her clothes and efficiently redressing herself. “I’ll take it.”

The clerk, still dazed from his orgasm, nodded dumbly. Veronica paid for the toy, giving the clerk a wink as she walked out the door, leaving him with a hard drive full of unusable pawn shop cam footage to process. What a business transaction.

[The End]