Deal by deirdre Caught! That's the only way to describe it. My wife, Jennifer, said she had to shop for some clothes, and we were at the mall, so I ended up accompanying Jennifer at the clothing store. Waiting, over and over, for my wife to try on yet another outfit. Caught. Oh, she was happy to ask my opinion about each item she tried on, and I did my best to offer her the kind of advice she sought, but still I sat there a lot thinking about being outside--anywhere but there. She did try on a few rather sexy dresses, and soon she tried on some swim suits. Jennifer is great to look at, and I have to admit I did enjoy watching when she came out in some of those suits. The saleswoman was picking out suits for Jennifer to try on--she had picked out some of the sexier dresses too--and Jennifer seemed to go along with it and it looked to me like she was enjoying the effect that the show was having on me. Then once when Jennifer was in the dressing room, the saleswoman edged up to me and said "Do you mind if I make a try for her?" It took a few seconds for me to digest that, coming right out of the blue. "What?" was my brilliant reply. "Do you mind if I make a try for her? Please? I'll make it worth your while." "She's not into that." "Just say I can try. Please? I'll make sure you don't regret it... Please?" "Well, you can try," was my final pronouncement. I thought about how quickly Jennifer would drag me out of there if the woman really did it. I glanced at the woman. She was a little shorter than Jennifer and had dark hair--almost black--and seemed to be in her thirties though she was quite attractive. A lesbian. I was intrigued. Then Jennifer came out in another swimsuit: a one-piece that was cut pretty high in the leg. She did look delicious. I surreptitiously glanced at the saleswoman. Now that I looked for it, I could see that she was entranced. She had another swimsuit in her hand, a little white bikini, and finally she told Jennifer the suit looked great, and then pressed the bikini into her hands. As soon as Jennifer was back into the changing room, the woman told me to come with her and dragged me through a door into the stock room. She took me to a spot next to some boxes and told me to wait there. Then she went back out. I waited there, wondering. In a minute, she came in another door to the stock room which apparently came from the changing rooms. She was drawing Jennifer with her. "Here, I'll fix this," she said and she was adjusting Jennifer's suit, pulling here and moving a strap there. I couldn't believe how much she could get her hands on Jennifer in such a natural way! Then she told Jennifer that she should wear a different top with it, and in a second, she had Jennifer's top off! She looked around as if to make sure no one was around, and then told Jennifer that she'd be back in a second. Then she was gone! Jennifer had her arms crossed to cover her breasts, and she looked very uncomfortable. She looked around, nervously. Then the saleswoman was back with another top. She was immediately behind Jennifer, putting in on her, and as soon as she had it on, she had her arms underneath Jennifer's adjusting it. Then she said Jennifer should have a different bottom. She dashed out again, leaving Jennifer there and was back in seconds. Once again, Jennifer looked very self-concious waiting for her there, though now she had a full swimsuit on. When the saleswoman got back, she very quickly had Jennifer's bottom off! I don't think Jennifer knew what was coming! The woman held the new bottom up as if she were seeing what it would look like on Jennifer, and then was putting it on her, herself. She adjusted it a bit, and smoothed it down, and then all of the sudden, her fingers were inside the front. And the fingers of her other hand were inside the back. "Hey!" Jennifer didn't say it too loud, but she sounded surprised and alarmed. "Relax," said the saleswoman. She seemed completely unconcerned, but very serious and as if she meant business. Jennifer still looked alarmed, but in seconds she was breathing hard and as I watched her face, it melted from alarm into a faraway stare with her mouth hanging open. She looked as if she were in a trance. The bottom came off again and I could see that the woman was pushing fingers into Jennifer's cunt while fingering the top of her slit. Her other hand was on Jennifer's ass and it looked like she was pushing a finger into Jennifer's rear. Jennifer just kept staring into space as her breathing became heavier and heavier. Suddenly the woman lifted one hand and grabbed Jennifer's head and pulled it to her own and they were kissing. The woman was obviously taking the lead and still had her other hand between Jennifer's legs. Jennifer was breathing so hard, she was having trouble keeping up the kiss. Her eyes were closed and she looked like she would fall down if the woman didn't have her hand behind her neck pulling her into the kiss. Finally, I could tell Jennifer was coming and the woman pulled her into a one-armed hug. Jennifer's arms were still at her side and she was still wearing just the bikini top. In a minute, the woman got Jennifer standing on her own feet again and told her she had better hurry and get dressed or her husband would be wondering what became of her. She practically pushed Jennifer back into the dressing room and then quick as a flash, she was over to where I was crouching and watching from my hiding place. "Stand up, quickly!" she said in a hurried whisper. When I stood up, she was immediately on her knees in front of me, and had unzipped my pants. She had my cock in her mouth in seconds and was sucking on it hard and bobbing her head back and forth. She stopped to lick it a couple of times. And I was hard, and she could get it down her throat and it was amazing! In seconds, I was coming and she swallowed without hesitating. Then she licked and sucked it clean, and put it back and zipped my pants and pushed me out. On the way out she said in a low voice: "You should be fucking her ass. Every day if you can manage it." I was back out before Jennifer was finished getting dressed. She came out and both the woman and I were casually standing around. Jennifer ended up buying one of the dresses she had tried on before the swimsuits. When we left, the saleswoman told us to make sure we come again soon.