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.Occasionally I was asked to work extra hours on a Sunday or on a Friday night after school.On one such Friday night I had gone straight to the shop after school and was working in the back pricing up some new stock etc.There was only me, 16 at the time, and the elder brother (Mr R) present at the time.After a while I was asked to stock up some shelves at the front of the store and did as asked. It was during this time that I sensed myself being watched. I was pricing up some tins and stuff, having to bend over to reach the lower items and using a small set of step ladders to get up to some of the higher stuff.I was still wearing my uniform from school, a simple plain black skirt, just above knee length, a pair of black tights (or pantyhose as Americans call them), my white blouse and school tie and my flat black shoes.I could sense that feeling of being scrutinised.Now I knew that men liked uniforms. Often Tony and some of his pals would ask me to put my school uniform, tie etc when. She could feel the silky fabric moving across her buttocks with each step, moving like a feathery caress over her soft skin, arousing her still more.It can't hurt just to look and see, she told herself.She paused outside the door to her mother's bedroom. Her breasts heaved, drawing the material tighter about the luscious swellings of creamy tit-flesh, pulling the fabric back and forth over her stiffened nipples and causing the ache in them to grow almost unbearable in its intensity.It can't hurt just to look.She gripped the doorknob tightly, turned it carefully. The door swung ever so slowly inward, opening wider. She peeked through, found she could see his reflection in the mirror on the dresser, just as she had seen... ... Derek and her mother, locked together, joined by the fleshy pole of his hard cock, pumping up and down and in and out, faster and faster, her mother's labia drawn tight about his shaft and his prick itself gleaming in the dim light flooding through the window.
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