Donald Palermo: A piece of niece

"Yes. How did you know? Does it show?"

"I thought so. Have you ever thought about being a cocktail waitress?"

"I guess I thought about it. I thought about a lot of things. I could wear that uniform pretty well," Judith told him, surprised at her confidence as she looked at one waitress bending over, clearing a table. The short skirt she wore allowed her to show that she wore black theatrical panties which showed a teasing portion of her asscheeks.

"I know you could wear it very well. I noticed you as you came back from the ladies' room. Care to talk about it?"

Judith followed him to his private office and sat, crossing her legs to allow him to see how shapely they were. She admitted that she had no experience, but it obviously didn't bother him.

They chatted a little while, and Judith became more and more confident that she was going to get the job. In answer to his questions, she told him about her previous life in the country and how a family friend had rescued her from it.

"I'd say he's a pretty lucky guy," the man said.

"He thinks so, and I think I'm the luckiest young woman in the world."

"Were you a virgin when this friend… uh… rescued you?" he asked, and she liked the look in his eyes and the suggestion of a smile he wore.

"I was, but I'm not now. I've discovered how great sex can be, both with men and women."

He looked surprised and, for a moment, Judith felt he was losing control of the situation.

"You're really something, Judith. How would you like to try on a uniform? I'd like to see how you look in it."

"Sure," she told him casually, then he got up, and as he went to a cabinet to get one, Judith began opening her dress.

"I like that, Judith," he told her as he turned, a brief uniform in his hand. "There's nothing phony about you. You're not going to make any fuss about letting me watch you change, are you?"

"Why should I?" she asked as she pulled the top of her dress down to her waist and saw his eyes go wide as he stared at the sight of her boobs, snugged in a low-cut bra which showed plenty. "I think I have a nice body and I'm not ashamed to show it."

"A nice body? You have a lovely body, Judith. When I look at you, I have trouble keeping my mind on business."

"I can tell," she told him and grinned as she stepped out of the dress and saw his eyes fasten on the front of a skimpy little pair of panties where her cunt bush made the garment bulge enticingly.

"How can you tell?" he asked.

"I can see that bulge in the front of your pants. If your cock gets hard just looking at me, I guess you like what you see. Shall I put the uniform on now?"

"Suppose I asked you to try it on without your bra and panties?" he asked, and she heard his cock in his voice.

"Are you telling me the job depends on it?"

"No. I'm going to try to lure you to bed sooner or later, but whether you say yes or no, the job is yours. I really like your style of honesty, such sweet simplicity."

"In that case, I'll take them off," she told him and smiled, then she saw the bulge throbbing in his pants and her smile warmed even more as she unhooked her bra. She didn't tease at all as she simply took it off. He emitted a gasp at the sight of her naked jugs. "I hope you like the look of my tits," she said as she dropped the bra, then reached for the waistband of the little panties.

"Jesus Christ," he said, panting, "you're too good to be true."

With the same casual air she had shown from the start, even though the sight of the hard-on in his pants was making her horny, Judith pushed her panties down, heard him gasp again, then stepped out of them, naked except for her garter belt and nylons and shoes. She was beautiful, and she knew it.

Wanting to make sure that he saw it all, she turned and allowed him to admire her beautifully rounded ass. Without turning to look, she could tell by the sound of his labored breathing that he was hungering for her, and that knowledge started something churning inside her cunt.

Judith carried her body with stunning grace as she walked to him and took the one-piece uniform he still held in his right hand. Casually, as though she were alone in the room, she stepped into it and pulled it up. The bra top was small, and she had difficulty fitting her knockers into it, but she managed well enough so that her nipples were covered. Above that, she showed beautiful expanses of luscious white tits and deep cleavage.

"Do you think I'll be good for business?" she asked as she turned to show him the total effect, then she let him see more as she walked away from him and, with her back turned, she bent as though to put a tray down on a table.

In doing so, the back of the brief skirt rode up to display her lovely bare ass, the cheeks perfectly round, the crack clean and hairless. Staring, the man felt his cock throbbing as though he was going to shoot off in his pants. He hoped she was going to agree to let him get his prick into her snatch. If she didn't, he told himself, then it was going to be rape and he would take his chances that she wouldn't scream for the cops.

When she turned to face him again, Judith saw that he was on his feet, unzipping his fly, and taking his cock out. His dick was big enough, beautifully hard, and the sight of it sent her desire flaring to meet his.

Her eyes told him what she felt as she pulled both big tits out of the bra top, then pushed the garment down over her hips and stepped out of it. Just to make sure he understood, she moved her feet wide apart and ran a hand slowly over her cunt.

"Take it all off," she told him. "I'd like to have you naked, too. You must have a nice big pair of balls below that hard prick."

The manager had had young women throw pussy at him before in their eagerness to get or hold a job, but none had ever done it with the simple honesty of Judith, and none had been even nearly as beautiful.

He tore at his clothes as though he wanted to get rid of them permanently, and while she waited, Judith sat on the edge of his swivel chair, her knees wide apart, her hot, tingling cunt at the ready for him. She just assumed he would want to suck it before fucking it, because that was the only thing she had known.

"Wouldn't it be easier for me to get into you if you bent aver the desk?" he asked as he tossed his shirt away and opened the front of his pants.

"Whatever you say, but before you fuck me, don't you want to go down and suck on my pretty little cunt? I like to have it nice and juicy before I fuck. It feels so much better and makes me hornier."

"Jesus Christ, you really are something. I don't usually eat snatch, but in your case, I'll make an exception. Stay as you are, Baby, and I'll give you all the cunt lapping you want."

While she watched him getting out of his pants, she stayed as she was, but with the difference that she sent a hand right into her crotch and played with her box, parting the lips of an excitingly hot cunt so that she could make one finger slippery with juice before finding her hard little clit and stroking it.

"Don't you like sucking cunts?" she asked as she stroked.

"Not as a rule. I like to feel a woman up, get her naked and then get old John Henry up her twat for a nice fuck. That looks like a tasty little cunt, though, and if you want me to go down, that's the way it will be."

"I shouldn't argue with you," Judith told him. "You know a lot more about sex than I do, but I think you miss a lot of fun by not sucking a woman's cunt before you fuck her. I've only sucked two cunts, but I really love it. I like to push my tongue right up the slit and find all that tasty juice to lick up."

"Christ, for a beginner, you're really something. Tell me, do you like sucking cocks, too? Do you like to feel that hot, rich cream shooting down your throat?"