Jennifer had finished out her junior year without being spanked.  
The spring term had been busy but fun.  Karen graduated and 
enrolled in the local college for the fall.  During spring term, Mrs. 
Symons had spanked Karen several times.  After each spanking, 
Jennifer and Karen would console each other.

Jennifer had begun to learn more and more about her sexuality 
during her lovemaking with Karen.  The two girls explored each 
other's bodies quite thoroughly, including the anus.  Tongue play 
was also tried, and both girls loved the sensation of the tongue on 
the clitoris.  Jennifer had her most intense orgasms when Karen 
tasted her.

Karen went on home after term to a summer job.  Jennifer stayed 
at school and landed a summer job with Mr. Zellers.  Mr. Zellers 
ran a small book and music store.  He also sold used books and 
compact discs, as well as vinyl.  This was how he made his money.

Jennifer mostly did Internet sales of books and cd's.  She also 
handled the register, and did some stock work.  She worked mostly 
evenings, so she had early afternoons to spend at the pool.  She 
enjoyed the job for the first month.

Then the month of July hit.  Jennifer had worked eighteen days 
straight.  The store was making a great deal of money, and orders 
were arriving in record numbers.  Jennifer desperately needed a 
day off.

To make matters worse, Mr. Zellers had been acting a bit strange.  
He began by brushing up against her, making the touching look 
accidental.  A few times he gently patted her bottom, and lately he 
had rested his hand on her backside.  When Jennifer wore a skirt, 
and had to travel up the ladder, it seemed Mr. Zellers was always 
underneath to take a peek.  And several times, as he helped her off 
of the ladder, he would take a feel or a grope.

Jennifer sighed as she dried off from her shower.  She walked 
naked into her bedroom.  Jennifer liked being naked.  The feeling 
of air all over her body refreshed her and calmed her.  She would 
stay naked for ten minutes or so, and then get dressed.  She 
picked out her clothes for work.

Jennifer really didn't have anything proper, as she had worked too 
many days in a row and did not get to do any laundry.  She laid 
the jean skirt on the bed.  It was much too short, coming just 
above mid thigh, but it was all that was clean.  The baby blue 
blouse was old and worn, but it would do.  She had a clean bra, 
but those panties didn't cover much.  The panties were faded blue, 
string bikini style.  They were well worn and had been washed 
quite a bit.  And they had shrunk somewhat.  If Mr. Zellers looked 
up her skirt, he would get quite a view.  Jennifer frowned, got 
dressed, and went off to work.

Mr. Zellers put her to work filling orders immediately.  There was a 
backlog of cd requests to fill.  Jennifer dutifully got busy, packing 
the cd's in the shipping boxes.  Jennifer knew, every time she bent 
or stooped, Mr. Zellers was getting an eyeful.

"Really, Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers as Jennifer bent, "that skirt is 
way too short for work.  Not that I don't enjoy it, as you are a 
stunning young woman, but it is just too short."

"But, Mr. Zellers," responded Jennifer, "it is all I have which is 
clean at the moment.  I have been working so very much lately."

"I understand, Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers.  "We will discuss it 
further after closing."

The store closed, and Jennifer and Mr. Zellers went back into the 
office.  Jennifer shivered a bit.  She was pretty certain she was 
going to get groped or felt up a bit as part of the skirt discussion.  
Mr. Zellers was too old for her, at age fifty-three.  His wife had been 
dead for a bit, but he was still too old for this seventeen-year old.

"Now, Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers as he sat on the edge of his desk, 
"this skirt must never be seen in this store again.  Understood?"

"Yes, Sir," replied Jennifer.

Mr. Zellers gently rubbed his fingers over the hem of the skirt, on 
Jennifer's left thigh, and smiled.

"You see, Jennifer," lectured Mr. Zellers, "this skirt is much too 
distracting for the customers."

Jennifer shivered a little, and shifted her weight.  Mr. Zellers 
walked behind her and gave her bottom three gentle pats.  On the 
third pat, he kept his hand on her cheeks, gently caressing.

"I know I am much older than you, Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers 
softly, "but it has been ten years since my wife passed on.  I have 
had very little activity in that time span.  Please, pretty girl."
Jennifer shivered and did not how to respond.  Mr. Zellers 
continued to gently caress her bottom, feeling and teasing.  Then 
her reached under her skirt and began to play with her butt over 
her panties.

Jennifer stood on her toes and gasped.  She did not know what to 
do!  She liked this!  His playing was very pleasant.

Mr. Zellers reached around with his other hand and began to feel 
her breasts through her blouse, gently squeezing and stroking.  
Jennifer gasped and started to pant.  She leaned forward on the 
desk, trying to get away.  Mr. Zellers, however, took that as a yes 
and continued his fondling.

"Yes, Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers huskily.  "You are so lovely.  
Please, let me pleasure you.  I would love it so!"

Jennifer went limp as Mr. Zellers turned her around, resting her 
butt on the desk.  He unbuttoned her blouse and removed it.  Then 
he undid her bra and also removed that.  He began to fondle her 
breasts, stroking, teasing, and playing.  He tweaked her nipples 
playfully.

Jennifer cried out when Mr. Zellers moved his mouth down to her 
nipples.  He gently rolled his tongue over each nipple, then gave a 
gentle bite and tug with his teeth.  While his mouth was working 
on Jennifer's breasts, his hands went under her skirt to tease and 
play between her legs.

Jennifer was panting, and slowly turning to jelly.  The breast and 
pussy play were driving her insane.  No boy had ever done this to 
her.  When Mr. Zellers stood her up and removed her skirt and 
panties, Jennifer shivered like a leaf in a strong wind.

Mr. Zellers set the naked girl back on the desk, and slowly moved 
his mouth down her tummy until it found her mound.  Mr. Zellers 
gently began to tease with his tongue over Jennifer's mound and 
slit, seeking her hood.  When it found it, it began to tease 
Jennifer's clit.

Jennifer was panting and shaking, electricity and pleasure 
traveling through ever nerve in her body. Mr. Zellers tongue was 
working overtime, teasing her clit, and she was about to climax.  
She could not stop herself, and gave in to the pleasure.

When Jennifer came Mr. Zellers stood up, and with one had undid 
his pants.  His other hand kept playing on Jennifer's mound, 
teasing and tweaking.  He took his hard cock and gently placed on 
Jennifer's mound.  Jennifer reached down with her right hand and 
began to rub it around before gently guiding it inside.  Mr. Zellers 
slowly entered her, going all the way, and the holding it deeply 
inside of Jennifer.

Jennifer gasped, her thighs quivered and she climaxed a second 
time.

"Please," Jennifer said in a barely audible whisper, "fuck me and 
cum in me!"

Mr. Zellers smiled, and began slowly to move back and forth, 
pumping his cock in and out.  Jennifer wrapped her legs and arms 
about him, and began to rock on the desk with him.  Mr. Zellers 
pumped slowly for about seven minutes, then exploded inside the 
girl.  He noticed the smile on her face as she felt his semen inside 
her.

When Mr. Zellers had spent his climax, he held his cock inside the 
girl until he had lost his erection.  Then he untangled himself from 
Jennifer, put his cock back inside his shorts, and redid his 
trousers.

Jennifer lay back on the desk, a warm glow all over her.

"Are you sure you don't like that skirt?" asked Jennifer with a sly 
smile.

"Sweet Jennifer," said Mr. Zellers, "I don't need to see you in a tiny 
mini to appreciate you.  You are a beautiful young woman.   But 
perhaps, once in a while, something sexy would be nice."

Jennifer, still naked and in no hurry to get dressed, sat up on the 
desk and stretched.

"Well," she giggled, "you buy me something, Mr. Zellers, and we 
can do this again."

Mr. Zellers smiled slyly.
