I was 18, nearly 60 years ago.
Rita was about 40, a customer in my uncle’s butcher shop.
She knew I fancied her.
She was quite a big woman, but very sexy, always lots of cleavage.
She came into the shop lunchtime. Always when I was alone, serving.
She would flirt outrageously with me.
She loved to make me blush.
She’d ask me about my girlfriend.
I didn’t have one, but she’d ignore that, telling me that she knew I was a dirty bastard, cos I blushed so much.
“You can always tell a dirty boy, by how easily he blushes’ she would say.
“You’re always looking at my tits, I bet I know what you’d like to do to them, don’t I”
Then she sway and swing them.
“I wish my Paddy looked at my tits like you do” she’d say.
Paddy was her husband, a proper hard Irish man.
It was the late sixties, you took care around Irish men in those days.
And here was his wife, Rita, blatantly flirting with me.
As time went on, Rita would get more explicit.
Asking if I’d fucked my girlfriend last night, did I like oral. Did I go down on my girlfriend.
She took no notice that I kept telling her I didn’t have a girlfriend.
“I wish my Paddy was a horny young guy like you” she’d say.
“He doesn’t want to fuck me these days, just a wank or a blow job, does your girlfriend suck you off…”
I’d be blushing like mad, but my cock would be like iron, and I’d be wanking later, thinking about Rita, and her fantastic tits.
One day, she came in, wearing a button through dress.
I could tell she didn’t have a bra on, by the way her tits moved.
She started on about my non existent girlfriend, and what I’d been doing to her.
Then she said..
“If I could afford to give Paddy steak, I recon he’d fuck me like you fuck your little tart, but I can’t afford steak”
My face was burning…
“If you let me have some steak cheap, I’ll let you have a look at my tits”
WHAT..
She undid a couple of the buttons on her dress…
“Well….is it a deal”
I got 2 steaks from the window.
Another 2 buttons got undone.
I put the steaks on the scale…
“How much are they” she said, undoing another button.
I could see her belly, but her tits were covered by the dress.
I couldn’t talk. My cock really hurt, trapped in my jeans.
She started to pull her dress to one side, showing more breast.
Her nipple was still covered, but I could see most of her boob.
“The cheaper the steak, the more you can see” she purred.
“I bet it’s making your cock hard” she said, and she pulled the other side of her dress back.
Teasing, I couldn’t see them all.
“Do you want to see my tits”
“Oh yes please Rita, you can have the steak”
With that, she pulled her dress open, showing me her gorgeous tits.
Her nipples were stiff too, she was obviously getting off on her exhibitionist behaviour.
I slowly wrapped the steak up, my eyes fixed on her beautiful breasts…
“I bet you have a wank now” and then she left.
She was right, I went downstairs and wanked furiously.
****
The next day, Rita was back.
“Well that steak worked a treat” she’d bragged
“Old Paddy was as horny as a bull after I fed him steak and chips.” She gloated.
“I put a sexy nightie on, to cook and eat in. In fact I’ve got it on under my coat, now”
I felt my face redden. I hoped I was in for another flash of her tits.
“Dirty fucker bent me over the kitchen table and did me right there”
“But I didn’t mind, I loved it, he’s got such a big cock, just doesn’t use it enough “
I just stood there, listening…cock getting uncomfortably hard.
She started to undo her coat. I could see black lace, and bulging breasts.
“When he was fucking me, he asked how we could afford steak, I just said I thought he deserved a treat, but he wouldn’t leave it, he kept saying we’ve got no money, where did I get the money, what had I done, and stuff “
She had undone her coat completely.
She had a little black babydoll nightie on.
I could see her tits and her belly through it, but even better, a dark triangle of pubic hair.
I couldn’t take my eyes off her.
She started to raise the nightie up slowly.
“Did you wank after I went yesterday “ she teased.
I blushed furiously.
“I knew you would “ she laughed
I could just see her fanny, soft brown hair poking out from under the black silk.
“I had to tell him what I’d done cos he pulled his cock out, and I was gagging for it, I was nearly cumming” she continued.
“Who’ve you been fucking, he said to me.” She went on…
”So I told him what I’d done. How I’d shown you my tits, for steak.. I thought he’d go mad, but fucking hell, no. He slammed his cock back in me even harder. He was gripping my hips and he was thrusting like his life depended on it.
It seemed that you seeing my tits, really turned him on, he was shouting, calling me a fucking tart, smacking my arse”
She turned round as she said this, and pulled her coat and nightie aside to show me her still red looking arse…
In fact, it was a good job there wasn’t any other customers in the shop.
“Then he really spunked up me, it was still dribbling out this morning. It was fucking fantastic“ she gloated
My cock was aching. Rita was stood in front of me, half naked, telling me the most intimate details of her sex life.
She then said, “Later in bed, he wanted me to tell all about me showing you my tits. As I told him, his cock got hard. He got me to rub it. He kept calling me a tart, he wanted to know what happened next. Did you touch them, did I touch your cock.
As I was rubbing his cock, he said, if we got steak for a flash, what would we get for a feel……then the dirty bastard shot his load, spunking all over my fingers. He hasn’t cum twice in a day, for years”
With that, she raised her nightie to her waist….
“I’m still sticky, cos he did me again this morning, have a feel, if you want, after all, you’re sort of responsible”
She came round my side of the counter, still holding her nightie up.
I was 18, I was relatively innocent, she was as sexy as fuck.
Tentatively I put my hand out. She was smiling,
“Go on love, have a feel, it’s very sticky though”
My fingers felt her soft, silky pubes.
She covered my hand with her own, virtually pushed mine against her mound.
She sighed, “slip your finger in, you naughty boy”
She was hot, wet and sticky.
“Oh fucking hell” I moaned.
My finger slid in and out. “Use two “ she sighed.
“Someone might see” I said.
With that, she pulled away from me, went to the shop door and shut it.
I thought she was leaving, but she turned round, dropping her coat off her shoulders.
She looked amazing in her black lacy babydoll nightie.
Then she beckoned me over, as she raised her nightie above her waist.
My fingers were strait back in her stickiness.
“Gently” she said, “not too fast”
“There, that’s the spot, rub that little nub use all of Paddy’s cum”
She pulled at the strings on my apron, “get rid of this, and undo your coat” she demanded.
I didn’t want to stop fingering her, so we did it together.
She had my zip undone and my cock out in minutes.
“Slow down “ she sighed.
Now she was rubbing my cock.
“It’s nice and stiff” she complimented me.
“I think it might be bigger than my old man’s, too”
She was sighing and thrusting into my hand. Rubbing my cock, feeling my balls.
She was wanking me, moaning, telling me what a naughty butcher I was.
Then she started telling me that Paddy would really get a thrill out of what we were doing, he’d told her to let me have a feel of her tits, not her cunt, but if he got such a thrill out of just showing her tits off, what would happen when she told him that I’d felt her sticky cunt and she had been wanking me off…what would he be like when she told him…..it was too much, my cock exploded all over her belly and nightie.
And as I came, she flooded my fingers with her cum, and her husband’s cum too.
Slightly embarrassed, I put my cock away.
She did her coat up.
I gave her a large joint of beef…
If you’re interested, I’ll tell you what happened the next time I saw her.
