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By Rick R. rickr@jumpnet.com

Christmas...my favorite time of year. The smell of wood smoke in the air, the way you can see your breath as you walk down the street from one shop to another, the smell of pine as you walk into the house after a long day at work and the way the lighted tree greets you as you walk through the door. Then of course, there's the shopping. The malls, the crowds, it just gives me a complete rush. I had just finished up with what I was sure was the last of my Christmas shopping, and headed out to my car at the far end of the parking lot. I tossed the packages into the trunk, climbed into the driver's seat and turned the key... Dead silence... "Oh, Shit!" I said to myself. A dead battery and the mall was about two minutes from closing! I jumped out of the car and ran, hell bent for leather, toward the door. Just as I got to it, a big burly guard was jamming his key into the lock and gave me a decidedly un-Christmasy look. "Closed," was all he said, and gruffly would be putting it kindly. I tried to explain my plight, but he was having none of it. It was colder than a well-diggers ass outside and I was afraid I was going to have to spend the next hour searching up a phone booth in the winter weather, and I was not relishing that idea in the least. I knew it was warm inside and that's where I wanted to be. Just as he was giving me another dirty look, this gorgeous woman came up behind him, looking for him to unlock the door to let her out. As he did so, I quickly explained to her what was happening to me, imploring her for her assistance with the guard.
"Come on, Butch," she smiled sweetly at the brute. A smile that could easily melt the polar ice cap and certainly had the desired effect on ol' Butch. "The same thing has happened to me, and I sure was glad when someone took pity and helped me out. Besides, it's Christmas time. Don't be such a Scrooge!"
"Okay, Miss Cindy, if you say it's okay, then I guess it is." Suddenly he sounded more like a school boy than the big bad security guard he first appeared to be. She walked me back through the mall to her store, which delighted me no end. She had brown hair and was incredibly proportioned, with the best looking ass in a tight skirt I had ever seen. She stopped in front of her store and I just stared. As it turned out, she was the manager of the local "Victoria's Secret" outlet. She inserted her key and the gate silently began to ascend. She raised it just enough to let us pass, then closed it once again. As we picked our way to the back of the store and the phone she looked even lovelier in the dim security lights. "You're taking quite a chance letting me come in here alone with you like this," I observed. "I'm a pretty good judge of character," she replied, "and by the way your pants are fitting you right now, I'd say you have a LOT of character." With a smile, she continued, "Besides, if I really had anything to worry about, you wouldn't have made that last comment." She showed me to the phone and I called my auto club. It was a little difficult to concentrate since the phone was back in the storeroom and I found myself beginning to imagine my guardian angel modeling most of them. I hung up the phone and said, "I really appreciate your helping me out. It will be about an hour before they can get here, and I don't want to keep you from your family, so I'll just wait outside in my car for them." "Nonsense," she replied. "There is no family waiting for me, and besides, it's too damned cold to be waiting out in your car. Besides, you could really help ME out if you would be so inclined." "Sure!" I blurted out, perhaps a bit too fast. "Well, what I mean is..." I blushed. "I know what you meant," she smiled again, "but I'm not sure you knew what I meant. I want to get something that my boyfriend will absolutely cum in his jeans when he sees me in it, but I really need a man's opinion." Agreeing, but this time in a somewhat more respectable tone and tempo, I waited outside the dressing room. "By the way, what's your name?" she asked as she was changing. "Rick," I replied. "Well, Rick, I'm glad your car had a dead battery. You are going to help me out a lot by doing this." I couldn't quite tell what tone she was using but it sent a shiver up my spine and a hard on in my pants. Opening the door, she asked, "Well, what do you think?" She stood there in an emerald green teddy, with high cut thighs and the kind of fit that just gently flowed over her wonderful breasts. Her nipples were easily visible through the silky material and they were hard as pebbles. I was absolutely speechless. She was the vision of every man's dream, a goddess, the most incredibly sexy, sensual, beautiful woman in the world. She moved closer to me, encircled one arm around my neck, pulling my head to hers. Our lips parted, our tongues explored as her other hand went straight to the bulge in my jeans and cupped it. Breaking away for a moment from our kiss, she breathed, "You can say the most incredible things without speaking," and then resumed her exploration of my mouth with her tongue as I did the same. She backed us into the dressing room and closed the door. As I opened my eyes, I was dazzled to find the entire dressing room was covered with mirrors. Our bodies seemed to go on forever, thousands of lovers for eternity. She removed my shirt and threw it on the floor. Her nails raked across my chest as she knelt in front of me. She unbuckled my jeans and released my throbbing member, reflected a thousand times in the mirrors as she took me into her mouth and swallowed me whole. God Almighty, could this woman suck a cock. With the ease and agility of a cobra swallowing it's dinner. I could literally feel the head of my cock slide down her throat as her lips glided over my shaft completely taking me into her. "Fuck me...right against the wall, I want you to fuck me...hard and fast Rick, God I want all of your big cock inside me..." she whispered into my ear as she stood. My hand went to her crotch, searching for the snaps to release her. As I touched her, my finger immediately went through the material and I realized her teddy was crotchless. Picking her up, I positioned her over my cock. It easily passed through the opening in the material and entered her dripping pussy, sliding in like a hand in a glove. My cock began to piston in and out of her. "Your tits...I want to suck your tits while I'm inside you Cindy," I whispered. She eased the straps off her shoulders and the material fell around her waist, exposing the most perfect breasts I have ever seen. My mouth descended to her rose colored nipples as I continued to pound my cock into her. Gently, I rolled them between my teeth, then fluttered my tongue around and over them. In this position the top of my cock was making direct contact with her clit, stimulating her, along with my attention to her breasts. "Look around you," she whispered, "watch us as we fuck each other silly." Looking around, it was incredible to see a thousand couples, all us, ramming into each other in perfect syncronization. Every motion a duplication of each other. "Oh, God, Rick...I feel it...oh, God I'm going to cum...oh, yes...yes...YES...OHHH, GGGOOOODDDDDDDDD!!!!" she cried as wave after wave of climax washed over her incredibly sexy body. Just as she reached her last pinacle, I could hold back no longer. Her body slammed against the mirrored wall as I came, contraction after contraction, filling her until she could hold no more, then cumming even more. My juice flowed from her, down my balls and puddling on the floor beneath us. Christ I could never remember cumming so hard or long before. Glassy eyed, I gently let her down, judiciously avoid- ing the puddle on the ground. "Yes," she whispered. "I believe this one will do quite nicely," she said, almost to herself as she looked at the teddy in the mirror."You have truly been a great help," she smiled to me. Looking at my watch, I discovered the auto club was probably waiting for me at my car already. "Could I have your number?" I asked as we kissed passionately good-bye. "Oh, I don't think my boyfriend would like that one little bit," she giggled. "But you know where I work..."With that she gave me another mind blowing kiss that said, "Cum on by, anytime..."