Chapter 332: MILF Wants Me To Try Something

“Yeah, go ahead,” I said. “I want to look my best. I think my girlfriend will be announcing that we’re dating tonight.”

“Oh, is Miss Aria your girlfriend, sir?” she asked, her curiosity clear. It sounded like she had known Aria for years.

“Yeah, is Aria a regular here?” I asked, watching her reaction.

The attendant smiled, still letting her hands linger on my chest a moment longer than necessary. “Well, I could say this boutique is owned by her family, and she comes in quite often with her mother to shop,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of familiarity.

“I should have guessed,” I replied. Aria’s family was filthy rich, it was rare to find an industry they didn’t have a share in.

“Sir, would you like to try this?” the attendant asked, taking out a sleek grey suit that looked sharp and expensive.

“Yeah, let’s try it,” I said.

“I’ll help you, sir,” she replied, and before I could protest, she followed me into the fitting room, holding the suit.

We both entered the small fitting room, our bodies close in the confined space. Her mature figure radiated warmth, voluptuous build that the boutique uniform accentuated, full breasts straining against her blouse, a soft waist, and thick thighs visible beneath her pencil skirt.

She quickly helped me out of the suit I was wearing. When she reached my pants, she opened them slowly. My dick sprang free, bouncing heavily between us, thick, veiny, and already semi-hard from the earlier tension.

“Oh sir… you are not wearing anything underneath,” she said, putting a hand over her mouth in genuine shock. She clearly wasn’t prepared to see a cock this massive during her shift.

“Yeah, I should have warned you,” I said, not bothering to cover myself.

“It’s okay, sir,” she replied, trying to compose herself, though her eyes kept flicking down to my girth. She swallowed visibly, her cheeks turning a faint pink as she helped me step into the new grey suit pants.

The small space made it impossible to avoid contact. Her hands brushed against my thighs and hips as she adjusted the trousers, and I could feel the warmth of her body close to mine. She was professional, but the way her breathing had changed told me she was affected.

The way she kept staring at my cock made me even more aroused. I had come here with Aria, but I couldn’t help it when the situation took a turn like this.

The fitting room was small, barely enough space for two people. As she moved to hang the suit I had just taken off on the hooks, her ass brushed against my cock, the soft, round curve pressing back for a moment longer than necessary.

I helped her move around by keeping my hands on her hips, guiding her gently as she worked in front of me. My dick twitched from the contact.

Her ass was really juicy, full and plush, the kind that jiggled slightly even with the slightest movement.

“Hey, are you married?” I asked her, my hands staying firmly on her hips as she reached up to put the suit on the hooks, keeping everything tidy.

“Yes, sir,” she said, glancing back at me over her shoulder while I held her hips and subtly ground my cock a little against her ass.

She didn’t pull away. Instead, she stayed there for a second, letting the contact linger as she adjusted the suit on the hook. Her mature body felt warm and soft under my hands, her thick thighs and round ass pressing back just enough to make my cock throb harder against her.

She glanced back at my cock pressing firmly against her ass and blushed deeply, her cheeks turning a warm shade of pink.

“Sir… Miss Aria is really lucky,” she said, her voice soft and breathy as her eyes stayed fixed on my hard length.

“Yeah, she really is,” I replied, my hands still on her hips as I ground my cock slowly against her ass, feeling the soft, plush cheeks yield under the pressure.

I couldn’t help but squeeze her soft curves, my fingers digging into the generous flesh of her hips and ass. The attendant let out a quiet, involuntary moan, her body responding to the touch even as she tried to stay professional.

“Ahh, sir… we shouldn’t be doing this in here,” she moaned, though she made no move to pull away. Her hips shifted back slightly, pressing her ass more firmly against my cock.

The way her moan sounded made my dick leak some precum, the clear fluid smearing against the fabric of her skirt.

I turned her around slowly, showing her exactly how hard she had made my cock. Now my thick, throbbing shaft was pressed against her lower belly, the head nudging just below her navel.

“I’m sure you have plans with Miss Aria after the shopping to take care of it,” she said, her eyes dropping to my cock again, unable to look away.

“I don’t know,” I said, my hands sliding up to her waist. “I don’t think Aria has the experience like you do.”

The attendant’s breathing grew heavier. She was clearly a old woman with a voluptuous body that had seen years of life.

The way I was speaking to her, combined with the obvious hardness pressing against her belly, was clearly affecting her.

“Do you want to touch it?” I asked her, my voice low and inviting as I stood there with my hard cock still pressed against her lower belly.

She looked up at me, biting her lower lip, clearly torn between professionalism and desire.

“But sir… what if Miss Aria comes back?” she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

“Don’t worry about her,” I said, my hands still resting on her wide hips, holding her in place.

She nodded slowly, her eyes dropping back down to my cock.

Her hand trembled slightly as she reached forward and wrapped her fingers around my thick girth. The moment her warm palm closed around me, she let out a soft, involuntary sigh.

She started feeling it, slowly stroking the length, her thumb brushing over the swollen head, exploring its size and hardness with obvious fascination.

As we were getting cozy in that small fitting room, the heat between us building quickly, we suddenly heard footsteps outside.

“Alex?” Aria called out as she came closer to the fitting room. “Where did he go?” she muttered to herself, her voice getting nearer.

The attendant froze, her hand still wrapped around my cock, her eyes widening in panic.

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