Hillary and Shop Security

Hillary and Shop Security

Hillary Stewart lived in a wealthy suburb, her husband an investment banker. She had married early and had not pursued a profession and had never needed to work. She would spend days at home by herself, sometimes she would catch up with friends. She had a beautiful big house a rich husband, everything a woman could dream of but she was bored.

On one recent trip to the local shopping centre she had found herself looking at a pair of sunglasses and in an unexplainable moment she slipped them into her bag and walked out of the shop. As she sat in her car her heart was racing. She could have easily paid for the sunglasses but something had made her steal them. She felt like a criminal, dirty, it was a rush and made her feel alive!

A week later she was in the shopping centre again looking at bags, earrings and lingerie. She tried on some lingerie but the shop assistant was too attentive. She actually liked the bra and panty set and decided to buy it anyway. While looking at bags she found she had a moment where the attendant left her alone as another woman had rudely demanded her attention. In that moment Hillary slipped the handbag she had been holding into the large bag she had received when she had purchased the lingerie.

Hillary made her way to the exit, her heart was racing. As she reached the exit she heard a man's voice, "Excuse me Miss may I have a moment?"

Hillary looked up to see a tall man with salty grey hair standing next to her.

"I'm Brad Wallace the Myer security manager and I would ask that you follow me to my office."

Hillary sank, she knew that she had been caught and now she would have to live with the consequences. What would her husband think? Would her sister and friends find out? Hillary was in trouble and wanted to scream at herself for being so stupid.

In the office Brad showed Hillary a seat and then closed the door. He looked across the desk at her and wrote her name, phone number and address on a form.

"Hillary, can you show me what's in your bag?"

"Hillary emptied the bag on the desk and out fell the lingerie and a small bag.

Brad looked at the price tag of the lingerie on the receipt, "So you buy lingerie for $350 and then steal a bag worth $85?"

Hillary pondered the question, it did seem stupid.

"I just wanted to see what it looked like?" her answer felt even more stupid.

Brad smiled at her, "Hillary, you have been caught stealing and we have you on video. I will need to call the police and you will be charged and will have to go before a magistrate and explain why you stole this bag."

Hillary began to cry and Brad walked around the desk and offered her a tissue.

"Is this your first time?' asked Brad.

"Yes, yes it is," snivelled Hillary.

"You seem like a nice person," smiled Brad.

Hillary looked up and suddenly thought that there may be a way out of this.

"Oh, I don't know what I was doing. I've been terribly depressed lately!" posed Hillary.

"I see lots of people in this office, people steal for all sorts of reasons," replied Brad.

"I was lonely," Hillary looked up into Brads eyes.

"So the lingerie was that for your husband or a boyfriend?' Brad asked.

Hillary was taken back by the question and that Brad had the lingerie in his hands.

"He doesn't notice me I just buy it for myself," replied Hillary.

Brad's lip turned up in a small smile and he sat on the desk and stretched out his hand with her lingerie wrapped around his big fingers.

"Put it on, show me what he's missing and I will let you go," smiled Brad.

Hillary looked up, "But there's nowhere to change?"

"I'll turn my back,' replied Brad.

Hillary thought about it and was revolted but slightly turned on by the situation.

Brad stood up and turned his back to Hillary and she took a moment and then slowly undressed and changed into the lingerie set. For a forty year old woman she had kept herself fit and she looked good. She gave a little cough when she was ready.

Brad turned around and looked at Hillary standing there in her matching blue outfit.

"Wow, you are very sexy. Your husband must be blind. How does he keep his hands off you," Brad picked up his phone and to took a picture of her.

"hang-on you didn't say anything about pictures," Hillary snapped and grabbed her clothes from the desk.

"Its insurance," replied Brad, "lets not spoil the moment. Turn around a few times I want to get a good look at you."

Hillary turned around and was actually enjoying modelling for this stranger but the word "insurance" stuck in her mind.

"What do you mean insurance?" asked Hillary.

"Hillary, I have your name and address and now I have a picture of you in your lingerie."

Hillary suddenly realised that Brad was not all that he seemed.

"I want you to bend over the desk."

Hillary did what she was told and Brad moved to be beside her. She felt his breath on her back and then his fingers run down her spine. Hillary's heart raced as his large hand reached her bottom.

"You have been a very naughty girl, Hillary," whispered Brad as he ran his hands over her bottom and then gave one her cheeks a slap.

Hillary was unsure of what was about to happen as her bottom slightly stung from his second slap.

"Open your legs a little Hillary," Brad instructed and Hillary complied.

Brads hands explored her bottom, pulled on her underwear and then drifted under her caressing her through the material.

"Hmm you are getting aroused Hillary," whispered Brad as he undid her bra releasing her breasts.

"You have beautiful breasts," he whispered as his hands caressed her full breasts and then his fingers teased her nipples.

Hillary was very aroused as Brad pulled her underwear down, stopping to spank her again and then running his wet fingers over her labia.

You are a naughty girl, aren't you?' Brad whispered as a finger slipped inside her.

She moaned as his finger slowly and expertly moved inside her. Hillary heard him kick off his shoes and undo his trousers.

"Show me how naughty you are Hillary, I want you to get on your knees and suck me."

Hillary abiding the instruction moved from the desk to her knees and looked up to see Brad's large cock in front of her, it was a lot bigger and thicker than her husbands.

She kneeled on the floor and started to kiss his impressive manhood.

"Look at me as you kiss it Hillary," instructed Brad.

Hillary looked up at brad as she started to kiss and lick his shaft.

"Do you like my cock?" Brad asked as Hillary moaned.

"Hmmm you are a good girl?" whispered Brad as Hillary gagged a little as he pushed his large member into her mouth, slowly fucking her."

Hillary was very wet as Brad lifted her up and sat her on the desk and entered her.

Brads large cock stretched her and it felt too good. Hillary had not been fucked in months and feeling of being filled was too much for her, she shook with pleasure as Brad started to thrust deep inside her.

"You feel so great Hillary. Your pussy is fantastic," Brad moaned as his cock moved in and slowly out. Hillary was transfixed by the felling of it so deep she felt herself starting to cum.

"That's it Hillary cum on me," whispered Brad as Hillary shook and bucked. Brad stayed deep inside her as her orgasms receded.

Brad looked her in the eyes, "You needed that didn't you Hillary?"

Hillary moaned as Brad slipped out of her. She knew what he wanted and she again slipped to her knees.

Brad held his cock as he slowly pushed it into her mouth.

After a few minutes of Hillary vigorously sucking on him Brad removed his cock and started to stroke it hard. She watched as Brad's cock grew and then he groaned as it erupted cum over her mouth and breasts. Streams of cum coated her, she felt so dirty.

After a moment Brad handed her some tissues.

"Well Hillary, I think next time you go shopping for lingerie you should come here rather than stealing from the store," smiled Brad as he put a finger in her mouth and she moaned as she sucked on it.