When I was close to graduating college, I was invited to a very formal dinner to celebrate graduating with my class. I was super excited to go, since I had heard about this event since the end of my freshman year. You have to have a really high GPA or something to get in, luckily I made the cutoff.
Now for such a formal event, there was a dress code. I decided I would treat myself to a new dress with whatever money I could muste, which in reality wasn’t too much. I searched online and in the stores around my college for several weeks, going back and forth about which dress to get. Finally, I decided on one from this little niche place near my college. I was bright red and made of a very smooth material. It had thin spaghetti straps and showed off just the right amount of cleavage to be perfectly tasteful. It went down to a little above halfway between my knees and my hips. It hugged my body just right in every place, really showing off the curves around my body. God I was in love with that dress!
Now this place was notorious among the students for being very expensive. Very few of my friends said they ever bought anything there. The dress I picked out was no exception. And while I theoretically had enough money to pay full price for it, I knew it would be too irresponsible for me to do. Luckily, I had a friend who worked as a cashier there. He was a student who was the same major as a lot of my friends, so I would see him a lot at parties and when I was just hanging out with my friends. He told me that the employee discount was really really good at that store.
So I went back to the store a few times, hoping I would see my friend at the register. It took a few tries, but one afternoon, he was there. I found the dress, grabbed it, and ran to the register he was at. I tried to be as friendly as possible when I greeted him, telling him I liked his hair and clothes and just being really nice and smiley. We had some small talk but then I explained my situation with the dress and asked him really nicely if he could use his employee discount on the dress.
Unfortunately, he told me, the boss was really strict about using the employee discount on other people. Since most of the employees are students, and students know other students, they don’t want the whole campus to be using that discount. I begged and pleaded but he didn’t really seem to be budging. But then I went to the option of last resort: I leaned forward, showing off a generous amount of cleavage, and asked, “What if I made it worth your while?” And then winked at him. I could see his eyes getting wider as he was staring down my shirt.
He said, “Maybe if you follow me into the backroom I’ll see what I can do.” I said okay and he smiled. I saw him walk over to another cashier and say something, but I didn’t hear what. He then walked me into the backroom. It was just a big room with a lot of boxes, clothes, and hangers. Extra inventory I guess. I asked if there were any cameras back here and he assured me there weren’t any.
At this point I was prepared to do pretty much anything to get that dress. I started by taking off my shirt, I was only wearing a tank top, and then my bra. I’m 5’4” with straight long brown hair. I wear bra size 36D. I wouldn’t say I am petite but my body does have some nice curves. My skin is also pretty pale. My boobs were completely exposed in front of my friend. His jaw immediately dropped when he saw my D cup boobs.
After a few seconds, he dropped his pants and started touching himself. I took a few steps forward and started stroking his dick with my hand. My friend was had darker skin and was of an average build. His dick was not shaved and was about 6 inches long, not particularly wide.
In between his breaths, he told me he wanted to fuck me. I told him I didn’t have any condoms and that I wasn’t on the pill (I actually was on the pill but I didn’t want to risk getting anything from him). I pulled my hand off his dick and said, “Maybe we could come to some kind of compromise.” I pulled down my shorts and underwear, leaving my completely naked. I stood there for a few seconds, letting him take it all in. I then got on my knees and started sucking his dick. I started off slow just licking his shaft from the base to the head. Then I put the whole thing in my mouth. My friend started breathing really heavily. I could hear through his breath, “Deeper, deeper.”
He wasn’t too long so I was able to fit almost all of it in my mouth. I was gagging but only a little bit. I think he liked the noises I was making by going so deep so I tried to exaggerate that a little. I had to to a break a couple of times and switched to my hand, but he didn’t seem to mind. After some more time, he told me he was about to cum. I went as deep as as I could and instantly his cum exploded into the back of my throat. It took him 4 or 5 pumps to get it all out.
I took my mouth off of him and swallowed the whole load. I stood up, still completely bare and asked, “So how about that discount?” He laughed and said it was amazing and that of course I could have the discount. He pulled up his pants and I just got dressed. We went back to the front of the store and he rang me up, with the employee discount. I had a wonderful time at my formal dinner!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9iw83q/fm_blowing_a_friend_to_get_a_discount_on_a_dress
36D is possibly the perfect size lucky guy!
i came
How much was the dress?
Did you ever do stuff with him again?
ah yes, prostitution, the most honest exchange a woman and a man can take part together since the dawn of Man.