Transferring Assets
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I walked into the bank at 11:15 and saw that the tellers were busy, but the cute young black girl at the customer service desk looked bored. I sat in front of her, smiled, and said, "I'd like to transfer some money between accounts."
She looked up and smiled back at me; her nameplate said Saundra Jones.
"I can help you with that, sir." Her smile exposed perfectly white and even teeth contrasted against her thick shapely lips that were coated in a subdued maroon lipstick.
I placed my account card on the desk and slid it to her. I studied her as she tapped away at the computer keyboard. A generous swath of eyeliner dramatized Saundra's jade green eyes and soft, thick lashes. She brushed her long, kinky hair away from her face several times as she typed. I could not help but thinking what those succulent lips would feel like wrapped around my dick. I found myself getting mildly aroused at the thought of having my way with this little hottie. I fantasized about waiting until the bank closed and then doing her right on the desk in full view of the locked glass door. The sweet contrast of a stodgy bank and me, a middle-aged, pale-assed mick, fucking a hot black chick made me hard. I watched as she typed, and it was clear that her pale green blouse was a size too small through the bust. As she got a slip of paper from the drawer, I could clearly see her breasts between the gap. It didn't go unnoticed that her tits overflowed her cups. She kept her arms spread between the keyboard and a printer. Finally, I looked up from her breasts into her face.
Saundra smiled; she knew that I was staring, so she wiggled her shoulders. I told her what I wanted done with my money. She completed the transactions and provided me with receipts.
"Is there anything else I can do for you today, Mr. Doyle?"
"Do you have safety deposit boxes here?"
"Of course."
"Could you show me where and how they're kept?"
"Come this way."
Saundra led me into the back and into the safety deposit box room. I followed, watching her healthy butt shimmy as she walked. I loved her long, tight skirt with the large slit to the knee and the tall, high-heeled boots she wore. She described the features, sizes and prices of the deposit boxes.
"Also, we have several small but private viewing rooms where you can examine the contents. Would you like me to show you?"
I followed her to a small room with a table and chairs. "Is there anything else I can show you?"
"Yeah," I whispered, looking her in the eye, "your boobs."
Saundra closed the door quietly, leaned against it, and unbuttoned her blouse. She smiled at me again, and pulled each hefty tit free from its bra of bondage. I approached, staring at her smooth pear shaped breasts as they hung, framed by the pale green blouse. I could see tan lines, indicating that she wore a small bikini top that covered only her nipples and the tips of her breasts. I wondered how many hard-ons she provoked wearing a small top like that, and I wondered if her bikini bottom covered just as little of her ripe ass.
She let out a small gasp as I pressed my warm, wet mouth against her breast. Reaching for my crotch, she massaged my erection through my pants. As I sucked, she slowly unzipped my fly and expertly maneuvered my throbbing cock and heavy balls free. I inhaled sharply as she worked my cock with both hands. I stood straight, caressed her ear with my tongue and whispered, "Lick me." Without hesitation, Saundra hiked her skirt up to her waist; spread her feet wide, and squatted in front of me. She quickly took my cock into her mouth and rolled her tongue over the top of my cockhead while stroking me. She then fed me inch by inch into the back of her throat. As she mouth-fucked me, she undid my pants and slowly dropped them to the ground. Once they were around my ankles, she held the hem of her skirt, stood up, and kissed me.
Saundra wiggled out of her thong, let it fall to the floor, and set her bare ass on the table. She motioned for me to shuffle forward. As I did she spread her thighs and pulled her knees up to her ass. When I got close enough, she put the backs of her legs up against my shoulders, exposing her almost cleanly shaven pussy; she left only a centered racing stripe the width of a finger. I parted her wet, thick pussy lips with my fingers, looking at the tan lines from her bikini bottom. Imagining her in only this thong bottom and tiny top on the beach made me hard. I rubbed my wet cockhead against her pussy and then slipped my cock in. I could feel her pussy muscles expand and contract as she helped suck my cock in deeper and deeper. The whole while she encouraged me with whispers of "Oh yeah." When I had my cock firmly embedded in her crotch, she reached around her leg and gently clutched my balls. "Oh yeah, honey, that feels good!" Saundra smiled and licked her lips. She placed her other hand over her pussy and rubbed her clit, leaving my pumping cock between her index and middle fingers.
I began really fucking her with slow, short strokes. The heat of her muscular ass warmed my thighs as I pumped. She rolled her head slowly from side to side with her eyes half open and her lips parted. When I was ball-deep in her pussy, I rose up on my tiptoes and pushed just a little more. Every push I gave on my toes elicited a groan from Saundra. Finally she said, "Just like that baby." I stayed on my toes and leaned hard against the back of her legs as I pushed like I was trying to crawl inside her. She felt so good, and her dark skin looked so sweet and sexy. Her breasts jiggled as we fucked. "Oh yeah, that's it, oh yeah, that's it, that's it, ohhhhhhh!" Saundra put the crook of her elbow over her mouth to stop from crying out as she came. I felt the growing tension in my own groin. One more, two more, three more, "Arrrrrrrgh!" and I spewed my hot cum into her dark pussy. I lingered, letting her soak up my cum, then withdrew. I watched as she winked at me and licked her lips. Sandra then put her fingers into her crotch, scooped out the cum, and sucked her fingers. "Yum," she said.
I dressed; she took her thong and slipped it into my pants pocket. Putting her arms around my neck, she kissed me passionately. "I have a feeling that you might need to see this room again before committing to a box. Wednesday? Perhaps around 2:00. It's pretty slow then."
"I think you're right," I replied.
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