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   Working Girl 2 - Jaz for all Seasons. (Slow.  No real Sex.  Exh.  Voy.)


Things changed for Jaz during the summer holidays that year. Suddenly she had made grown up choices and faced grown up responsibilities. She chose to be Will's girlfriend, she chose to tell her parents and she chose to face down her father when he said she was too young.

That small battle won, with the aid of her mother, Jaz insisted on dragging the terrified Will in for Sunday lunch. It was a strained, uncomfortable affair. Her father scowled at the lad between mouthfuls and her mother talked about nothing at all but at 300 miles per hour. But it was worth it. The next time they were all together it was easier and the time after that her father even managed to tell a joke or two to put Will at his ease.

The two teens rarely worked the same shifts at the shop but when they did they often took advantage of the changes that Ted had introduced to improve the shop and its profitability.

The old post office cubicle in the main shop area had been stripped of junk and now served as a windowed office for Ted to work in. This allowed him to oversee the shop and the part time workers and this, in turn, cut down on mistakes and the occasional light fingered shelf stacker.

He installed cctv covering the till area and the main aisles to reduce the impact of customer shoplifting and he installed a door with a punch number lock to separate the store room corridor from the main shop. It was this last improvement that offered Will & Jaz the extra privacy that they needed as each button pressed gave an audible response and offered a brief early warning of the rare approach of another worker entering the store area.

That early warning system allowed Will to talk Jaz into removing clothing more often and she was often to be found reclining against the shelving, shirt off, bra under her chin and skirt tucked into the waistband of her ever briefer panties whilst Will suckled on her growing breasts and rubbed her pussy through her panties. She always retained enough control to prevent her panties being lowered though and Will regularly had the back of his hand slapped or his shoulder punched if he tried too hard or too often.

Ted too benefited from the improvements other than purely financially. On the ever rarer occasions that he and Jaz were in the store room he too enjoyed the comfort of that audible warning system and would linger longer under the ladder whilst his precious Jaz was "dusting the top shelf" or similar. In the main shop his little office cubicle also offered certain attractions once he had it figured out.

On quiet Sunday afternoon in August he decided to try out his theory about the cubicle.
The shop was quiet and Jaz and Sophie had tidied everything that they could and now sat listlessly at their respective tills waiting for something to happen.

"Jaz" called Ted "Sophie can handle the rush for a minute.....come in here and let me show you the ropes with the books will you."

Sophie muttered "boring" and Jaz grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

"Shut the door Jaz" said Ted "Now, have you noticed that what we say in here doesn't get out....I mean the people in the shop can hear talking but the words are indecipherable." 

Jaz didn't look entirely convinced.

Raising his voice a little Ted said "Sophie is a complete slut. Just last night I saw her having sex in the pub doorway....."

Jaz turned to look at her co-worker. Sophie was yawning and tapping her fingers on the counter.

"k Ted, nobody can hear you." Agreed Jaz.

"And" said Ted excitedly "everybody can see you through the glass bandit screens but if you are standing they can only see you from the chest down an if you are sitting, like me, they only see the top of your head."

"uh huh" said Jaz suspiciously.

"Well my dear, it seems the perfect opportunity for you to be able to show old Ted a little kindness from time to time. Nobody can hear us. We can be seen so everything is perfectly innocent and....we can see anybody coming this way....not that they should ever need to."

Jaz smiled.

"And why, oh ancient employer, should I be inclined to show you any kindness?" she asked.

"Well" he thought "I'm not getting any younger. I might not make the winter. It would be a shame not to be nice when you could."

Jaz just grinned at him.

"Lift your skirt" he hissed.

Jaz glanced around. Sophie now had a customer to serve. Nobody was paying the cubicle any attention.

She lifted her skirt.

"Ah what delights you have to offer Jaz. Perhaps you could turn around to get something for me..."

She turned her back on Ted and pretended to look for a folder on the opposite side of the cubicle. Holding her skirt above her waist she could feel his eyes burning into the flesh left exposed by her now commonplace thong. 

"Absolutely wonderous. Are you happy to "learn" for a little longer Jaz?"

"Ted you are hopeless." She replied and then quickly undid her skirt and let it fall away. "Is that better?"

Ted took a few moments to drink in the beauty before him.

"Immeasurably better my dear, immeasurably. I wonder........."

"What" she answered

"As you get older your hands and feet suffer from the cold.....I wonder if I might be permitted to warm my hands occasionally?" he murmured

Jaz looked at him wide eyed. He had never asked to touch her before. But then he had asked rather than just assume and it was only Ted after all.

"Maybe it will be alright sometimes" she said

Almost before the words had finished tumbling out of her mouth a hand wrapped itself around her buttocks. She stood, facing out into the shop, leaning slightly forward against the small wooden counter, legs parted and concentrated on the sensation of the slow sensuous stroking movements that Ted was practised in. When his hand dropped to her upper thigh and his fingers sort to slip between her legs she parted them a little further. She opened them further still as his hand slipped completely between her legs and his fingers rose, like a monster from the deep, to encase her mound through the thin material of her panties.

She gasped as one finger found the ridge and pressed home its advantage. She gasped again as his hand slipped higher; fingers twirled over the edge of her panties and dragged the material down. She knew he couldn't see her nakedness there but he could certainly feel it and feel it he did. 

Now a finger slipped ever so slightly between the outer folds of her pussy going where no man, indeed no male, had gone before. She had always been able to mentally defend against the frenetic assault that Will used but this insidious creeping hand, this creeping hand that offered her pleasure at every step had been her undoing.

When another hand assisted in tugging down at the sides of her thong she barely registered the change and soon the brief wisp of material was wrapped around one ankle Ted having allowed her enough time to close her legs and step out of the underwear before returning to his target.

He turned her to face him. "Delightful" he hissed as he slipped a finger up to the knuckle within her private folds. It was all Jaz could do to stay standing as he slowly and gently fingered her virgin cunt.

Ted brought her to her first ever orgasm in that cubicle on that Sunday afternoon and, as she sat alongside him, naked from the waist down save her trainers, he licked his fingers as she recovered.

Recovering her clothing and dressing as inconspicuously as possible in the tiny confines of the cubicle she left and returned to finish her shift on the till. In her breast pocket were two £20 notes. The fact that they had been carefully folded in advance of her visit to the cubicle was lost on the youngster.

Jaz walked home alone that afternoon. Will only worked on Sunday mornings and this afternoon he was "enjoying" another family get together. It gave her time to think. To remember.

A few days later on a sunny afternoon in the long grass Jaz relinquished her shirt. Seconds later and her bra followed, discarded at the edge of the small clearing that the couple were making. Instantly Will got to work on her jeans. His haste would ordinarily have annoyed her and he would have had to make do with her tits for playthings, but today she raised her hips enough for him to drag the swathe of denim down her thighs and even suggested that he take the time to tug off her trainers before going further.

Moments later she lay in the grass wearing a brief yellow thong and a smile. There was little chance for reflection as Will covered her slender body with his own and promptly started to grind his crotch into hers as he mauled at her breasts.

"Slower Will. Slow down." She whispered.

Something seemed to register in his lust befuddled brain and he did, indeed, slow down.

"Kiss me" she said "and be gentle with my tits....try little circles or something."

He slipped off her and to the side so that he could both kiss her and trace light patterns on her breasts. His kisses slipped to her neck and then down to a nipple were, rather than the usual noisy slurping, he kissed gentle butterfly kisses whilst his hand kept the other breast amused.

His mind registered that, rather than batting his hands away on a regular basis, Jaz was responding rather favourably to his ministrations. Her breathing was noticeably faster and her hips were starting to move on the battered grass bed. He continued, stretching so that his lips could reach the far nipple and give that equal attention. One hand toyed with the other breast and the other trickle down her taut stomach towards a more obvious goal.

Her stomach heaved in involuntary spasm as his fingers trailed across her skin. Part of wanted to make him drag his fingers over the same area again and another part wanted his hand to finish its journey as quickly as possible.

In the event she didn't have to make the decision. Will decided that he was being too obvious and brought his hand back to the top of her ribcage before starting back downwards again. He did this three more times and the girl was beginning to think he would never go ay lower. But he did.

On his next pass his hand strayed over the thin cotton of her thong and gently cupped her mound. He was rewarded with Jaz parting her legs for him. This being gentle stuff was working.

He pressured and rubbed gently for some time enjoying the impact that it was having on the now writhing schoolgirl. Then, taking his life in his hands and fully expecting to be beaten about the head, he brought his hand up and then slid back down under the thin cotton fabric. His fingers sought out and found those fleshy folds and Jaz groaned loudly. His fingers parted the folds a little and one brave digit slipped into the darkened cave and into the warm moist pleasure area. He had never gotten so far with a girl and his mind was a jumble of what shoulds and what coulds and what ifs.

He desperately wanted to see her naked. He knew that now she didn't really have secrets from him but that would be the truest sign. Perfection.

He desperately wanted not to spoil the moment, to keep her writhing away in the grass alongside him totally in his control.

He desperately wanted to extract his own organ from the confines of his jeans, or at least take the time to undo the garment and offer a modicum of relief.

Delicately, or as delicately as he could in the circumstances, he pushed himself upwards with his free hand. The girl hissed a little as her breasts were left unattended but whatever he was doing under the cover of her panties seemed to keep her satisfied. 

He looked at her and let his eyes travel the length and breadth of her body. He noticed that her eyes stayed mainly closed but fluttered every now and then. He noticed that her breathing impacted on the speed with which her stomach muscles expanded and contracted and that he could affect that routine depending upon where his fingers were and what they did. He heard the sounds emanating from her lips, quiet, hesitant, expectant sounds. He heard the sound of his hand against the material of her thong.

Maintaining contact with her pussy rather awkwardly he moved down until he was kneeling alongside her hips. Reaching over with his other hand he stroked the side of her thigh and then her abdomen and then her other thigh. The hand toyed with the thin strips of material at the side of her thong and then moved off again to do another circuit, thigh abdomen thigh thong. On the third or fourth trip something unexpected happened.

His hand was twisting the material when Jaz lifted her hips off the ground. He moved on to do another circuit not sure if he might have misread the signal. Sure enough on the next pass the hips rose again. This time he didn't hesitate. Using just the one hand and tugging a little on each side he worked the material down. He winced briefly as Jaz closed her legs, crushing his fingers, but then appreciated the need for parted legs to close for thongs to be removed. As soon as the redundant material cleared her feet he legs parted again.

Briefly, just very briefly, Will took the chance to withdraw his hand so that he could gain a clear view of the entire nakedness of the girl. He took care not to dawdle though and quickly slipped not one but two fingers deep inside the stupefied teen.
He was startled but not unhappy when he felt Jaz brush her hand across his own crotch. For a moment he let her fumble for zipper and all and then relented and popped the top button for her. 

That done she managed to lower the zip and again he assisted her by raising a little so that she might be able to tug the material below the level of his buttocks.

Briefly he felt rather unsure of himself as she tugged his boxers down as well. Silly, he admonished, Jaz is completely naked and yet I'm frightened of being seen with my pants down.

His erection bobbed free in the sunlight and Jaz grabbed at it.

It was his turn to encourage gentleness now, or at least not quite the ferociousness that had first been let loose.

Jaz did what came naturally. In this case naturalness came from the brief illicit conversations with some of the more brazen girls at school but Will seemed to be enjoying her touch and the way she slid her hand up and down his erection.

Jaz pumped, Will pumped. It might have taken all day but the reality is that two inexperienced, lust driven teenagers just don't take that long.

Will came first erupting across her lower abdomen and stomach. Jaz didn't even have time, or breath, to complain about the mess before he drove strongly up inside of her and almost hand crafted the second orgasm of her young life.

They lay cuddle up with each other for a few moments before embarrassment got the better of Will and he rose to tug his clothing back into place. It took longer for Jaz. Her first task was to crawl around the rough nest gathering her clothes and then to get them back into place with the now fully dressed Will "helping".

The holidays were soon over and the rigours of school and homework quickly took their toll on the exploits of the youngsters. Weekends were interspersed with shifts at the shop and the weather turned wet enough to discourage the sort of outdoor fondling that they had enjoyed only a few short weeks before. Prospects of internal fun and games were severely limited.

Jaz decided to take matters into her own hands one Saturday. Telling her parents that she was doing extra hours she arrived at the store well before her shift was due to begin. She approached the rear door, which was ajar and listened as Ted gave Will a few last minute instructions about new stock organisation. When she was certain that Ted had gone she slipped in and crept up behind the unsuspecting boy.

Will nearly made the top shelf without the ladder but when his heart stopped racing with the fright it started again for entirely another reason. They worked together to get the essentials done, although only Will made the trips into the shop and then they had time. Time in a private space.

Will wandered up the dark corridor and peered through the little inspection window in the security door. Ted was in his cubicle, one of the girls was on a till and the other was sorting tin on a far aisle. He slipped back to Jaz who had already divested herself of everything but her thong.

They knew that they really didn't have the luxury of time for true gentleness but he tried. Butterfly kisses around the nipples, caressing the crotch area through the material of her thong and then, quite quickly, tugging the thong down her bare legs and off.

He stood back quickly to admire his handiwork and take in the view of his girlfriend naked but for her trainers. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his uniform trousers and stepped in.

His fingers quickly found the opening to her cunt and he was pleased to realise that she was ready and waiting for them. Her hands fumbled with but then succeeded in lowering the uniform trousers and boxers before freeing the fast hardening cock from its imprisonment.

Jaz quickly succeeded in milking him dry. Just a few strokes into the moment he let rip and a short while later he pushed her hands away so that he could concentrate on her. He lowered her to the floor. It was cold and uncomfortable but she had no time to complain. Immediately she lay down his fingers were back inside of her and pumping steadily. This time, when he was confident of her closeness, he brought his thumb to bear on her now obvious clit and she surged through the skies chasing dreams with him.

Moments later a teen girl in pristine shop uniform slipped past the security door and into the shop to start her shift.

Her fourteenth birthday, in November, was a far cry from the financially troubled times of only a couple of years ago. Anxious to make up for the bad times her parents had gone overboard and her birthday gifts include a sparkling top of the range laptop, a music system and £200 cash to spend on clothes. She also received the inexpensive but important news that her parents felt that she was reliable and trustworthy and that they had been wrong to query her relationship with Will. Not that they wanted to encourage any funny business she had to understand!

She and Will celebrated her birthday in an entirely different way a few days later. It was entirely his idea, a mostly selfless birthday gift.

Jaz sat or rather leant back on the counter in the store room. Her skirt was up above her waist and her thong was in Will's pocket. With some trepidation Will bent his head to her crotch and took in her scent. That accomplished he parted her outer lips with his fingers and probed judiciously with his tongue. Find the taste reasonable in a lustful sort of way he applied himself with vigour probing as deeply as he could with his tongue whilst gently rubbing her clit with his thumb. 

Jaz held onto the back of his head with one hand, partly to guide him occasionally and partly to make sure that he didn't back away until she was done. Periodically he did pull back, but only for air and he was quickly back in position. As her excitement built and her hips started to jump he had more trouble keeping in touch but he determinedly brought her to orgasm and then watched her collapse in laughter as she saw the sticky mess that covered his face.

The shift that followed swept by in a dreamy haze.

The Sunday shift was, as is so often the case, slow and boring. Jaz was relieved when Ted suggested a little more practice with the accounts, although that wasn't the impression that she gave to Gary who was working alongside her at the time.

"Better you than me" he whispered "I get enough of that in school!"

"Well" said Ted as she quietly closed the door of the cubicle behind her "its been a few weeks since you last had a go at the books. What can you remember?"

Glancing around as was her usual practice her hands moved to and undid her skirt and it fell to the floor. She stepped out of it and hooked it with her toe onto a chair in the corner.

"Excellent! You have a good memory, but I'm sure that you have forgotten something."

Realising what the old perv was hinting at Jaz slipped her thumbs under the slim waistband of her thong and slipped it down and off, again deftly using her toe to flick the garment onto the chair.

Once suitably naked from the waist down she moved to stand alongside Ted and assumed the position of a young girl watching carefully what was going on. Ted quickly assumed his own position with a hand snaking between her legs from behind to cup and fondle her mound. 

As he started his gentle probing of her cunt the young girl had difficulty on concentrating on anything other than trying to appear to be watching what she was being taught. She missed his words entirely the first time around and motioned for him to repeat himself when she realised.

Ted didn't miss a beat with his fingers as he repeated how beneficial it had been to put the cctv system in and how much it had reduced the shoplifting. 

"uh huh" replied Jaz as her hormones started to take over and her hips started moving of their own accord.

"You should see some of the footage Jaz" he went on.

"k if you think so" she muttered.

Ted inserted a finger deep inside her as his other hand fiddled with the pad on his laptop.

Jaz registered the screen flicker to life from standbye as a pre orgasm ripple cut through her. She opened her eyes again and focussed on the screen. Briefly the sight froze her in place but Ted and his magic fingers quickly thawed her body out and she moved again as if controlled by unseen strings.
At the same time she relived the delights of Will burying his head in her crotch, not in cctv black and white but more in high definition technicolour.

"How....how" she tried to ask

"I had a digital video camera wired into the store room at the same time as everything else. It doesn't form part of the cctv system it just send images back to my laptop here."

"But...." she reasoned "does that mean...." She trailed off as another wave passed through her.

"It means Jaz" said Ted "that I have several files showing quite erotic goings on between you and young Will. But don't worry. Your secret is safe with me. You just have to promise to be nice to me and to promise that you won't tell Will."

His fingers quickened their pace and she moaned.

"Do you promise? Jaz, do you promise?" he asked

"Oh GOD YESSSS!" she squealed as the full force of the orgasm ripped through her.

A few moments later she reached for the thong.

"No Jaz. Leave that here for now. Just put on the skirt."

"Ted. The skirt is short what if....."

"You do remember your promise Jaz?" he asked pointedly.

"Uh huh"

"You have to carry on being nice to old Ted and never tell Will about the camera. I expect a show from the two of you at least once a month....ok?"

"Ted!"

"And whilst we're at it" he went on "I want you bare arsed under your skirt for the rest of the day. I might want to feel you up some more later."

She still left the cubicle with £20 cash though.

True to his word, Ted took every opportunity to slip his hands under her short skirt throughout the rest of her shift. It kept the youngster edgy, unsure and lust filled.

"Any chance of a couple of extra hours on Friday evening Jaz" he asked as she was leaving "I have a new line of giftware being delivered and could do with a hand to sort it." As he spoke he passed her thong to her and slipped a hand under her skirt at the rear.

The teen jumped and yelped a "yes ok" as his hand hit the target.

Friday evening at 6.30 Jaz found herself alone in the shop with Ted. He did indeed have a new range of giftware to display but he also wanted her on display.

"Right milady! It's not often we get to be properly alone these days and the shutters are down.....how about a show for old Ted?"

"A show?"

"Don't be coy Jaz. You are a gorgeous young thing and it should be a crime for your various charms to be hidden."

"Just what do you expect me to display?" she asked a little tetchily. 

"Everything my girl. The entire glorious canvas."

"And if I say no you show that video to who exactly?"

"My dear girl, the thought never entered my head. That video, and all the others I have seen and expect to see in the future, is for my personal viewing pleasure and yours if you want. No No...I merely surmised that you seem to enjoy being kind to me in my old age and that we rarely get an opportunity these days for quite such privacy."

The potential fog of anger cleared slowly from her eyes. She didn't gush out her thanks, in fact she didn't say anything. She simply slowly but assuredly removed her clothes.

It took scant moments for her to forget her nakedness and simply get on with the job in hand. Ted, on the other hand, could not forget the state of undress of the creature occupying a space very close to his and he regularly found himself simply staring at her growing breasts or the curves of her firm young buttocks. When she caught him she sometimes told him off in a girlish sort of way. On other occasions she would sigh theatrically and wiggle a naked bit of flesh under his nose until he got back to work.

They finished what they had to do at about 7.20.

"I had planned to pay you until 8.00 Jaz." Said Ted hesitantly "Might it be possible for me to drink of the chalice in the time we have left?"

"What?" she asked 

"I hate to be blunt, as you are well aware, but....I'd like to drink from the same fountain as young Will did the other day."

Jaz, suddenly acutely aware of her nudity realised exactly what was being asked of her. She also knew that she could say no or make an excuse and that Ted would respect her decision. Maybe it was that respect, maybe it was the recognition of the start of a familiar tingle from down south but she simply smiled and nodded.

Unexpectedly, Ted swept her up into his arms and effortlessly carried her to the till area. Laying her down on the counter alongside her till he made some comment about not charging by weight and then moved down between her legs which overhung the short counter.
"My dear girl" he started "I sincerely hope that you enjoy this as much as I will" and then he held up a hand to indicate that she shouldn't reply.

The gentle ministrations which Ted always started out with were a delight. The feelings that he conjured with his tongue were more subtle and longer lasting that Will had given her but his lack of urgency also meant that she lost out on some of the excitement that the encounter with Will had provided.

In between licks Ted occasionally spoke.

"why did Will" lick lick probe "decide to do that to you" lick probe lick "on that particular day/" 

Jaz concentrated on her response "It was, oh shit, oh my god, it as my, jeez don't stop, my birthday present." She finally stammered out.

The orgasm that overtook her was more intense than anything so far. Her eyes closed and blackness claimed her for a few minutes.

When she came too she was stretched out on the till counter. Her legs had dropped off of each side and her cunt was stretched open and fully displayed. Ted stood to one side, a smile on his lips and a camera in his hand.

"I hope you don't mind" he said gesturing with the camera "but you looked so delightfully slutty lying there with you legs wide open."

Mind, did she mind? She didn't know and contented herself with making him promise that they were for his eyes only.

"Jaz" he said as he let her out of the door some 20 minutes later "do you plan to give him he same present for his birthday?"

The girl was dumfounded "I er, I um, I really don't know. I mean, I er. I've never done it. I just don't know."

"Well" said Ted thoughtfully "If you do then it would be wonderful to have it on film and....if you decide you need to practise in advance then I er might be available to guide you."

Her eyes opened wide at the suggestion and she left without further conversation.

In the end Jaz did decide to reciprocate for Wills' birthday. She declined the generous offer of lessons from Ted but did make use of the store room a few Saturday mornings later. Ted caught the whole thing on film, of course, and now, in the cubicle on a Sunday afternoon Jaz was watching herself on her knees before the boy.

She noticed how tentative she had been at the beginning and how her speed and enthusiasm had built up during the brief period between her unzipping the boys trousers and his squirting seed down her throat.

"Good girl" said Ted watching alongside her "The best always swallow" he went on as he absently slipped a second finger into her. "I have enjoyed watching this particular episode over and over....it's just a pity that the young man doesn't have much staying power....but then who can blame him....a pretty girl wrapping her lips around his cock....oh the joy, the absolute joy." He mused.

He started the clip again but this time concentrated on his young friend and encouraged a second delightful orgasm out of her at just about the same time as her screen image started swallowing hard.

He playfully slapped her bare backside.

"Get your clothes on Miss, you might as well do some shop work for the last 30 minutes of the shift."

Christmas came and Christmas went. Ted shut the shop for Christmas day and Boxing day but opened up for shorter hours for the rest of the week between Christmas and New Year. There weren't many customers. The occasional need for an alcohol top up, a little fresh cream and the odd sack of potatoes and so they ran with a skeleton crew. Just one on the till, one spare and Ted in the background.

Ted covered the store room work pretty much on his own during that period. Occasionally he would ask for help shifting a larger delivery or sorting through the displays for poor quality veg and fruits, but there was certainly no real need for Will. In fact, when Ted had suggested that Will take the holiday period off the youngster had been overjoyed and had quickly resumed the ability to sleep until 11.30 every day!

It was a grey and overcast morning a couple of days after Boxing Day when Ted came out of the store room mumbling and muttering.

He found young Sophie stacking shelves near the store room door.

"Sophie" he asked "who's on with you this morning?"

"Its um just me and Jaz `til 1.00" she replied brightly "not that there is much of a rush on!" she finished.

"Ok then" said Ted "I could do with some help in the store room, can you hold the fort out here if I steal Jaz for a bit?"

"No probs Ted" she said.

Finding Jaz, Ted explained his plan. She rolled her eyes and mouthed "perv" at him.

He giggled back "No, No Jaz, I really could do with some help."

"yeah whatever" she muttered as she followed him back towards the security door.

Once inside she was surprised to find quite such a mess. Somebody had stacked a case of tinned fruit on a stack of orange juice boxes and several of the waxed cartons had buckled under the weight, split and emptied their contents over everything stacked below them. It had obviously happened overnight and now there was a sticky mess to deal with.
Ted and Jaz worked to sort out the goods that could be salvaged, cleaning them up as they went, and chucking anything too badly damaged into the hopper kept specifically for the purpose. They worked right through until 11.30 before they could see an end.

"Happy bloody Christmas eh" Ted muttered as he washed his own arms off in hot soapy water at the sink.

"It's not been that bad" replied Jaz "Who stacked them like that anyway?"

"It's my fault" grumbled Ted "I left a couple of the girls to sort the order last night. I had to go out and asked them to do it whilst I got ready. I should have done it myself, or at least checked what they had done."

"Well it's all sorted now" said Jaz taking her own turn with the soapy water.

"True" said Ted pulling out a small silver hip flask. He took a long pull and then, offered the flask to Jaz. "Want some?"

"What is it.....I don't usually drink much?"

"My dear girl, this is a 15 year old single malt. I won't be letting you drink much of it....just a brief nip for the festive season."

She giggled and took the proffered flask. She sniffed it cautiously and then raised it to her lips and took a brief swig.

She managed to fight back the immediate urge to cough and instead she savoured the immediate warmth offered to her throat as the liquid slipped down.

"Liked that eh?" queried Ted "Well don't get used to it. I could get in a lot of trouble feeding whiskey to a fourteen year old girl."

"Um" she replied "There are other things that could get you into trouble where fourteen year old girls are concerned."

"True, true, but where would the fun be if we were too worried about such things?" he said as he swatted her backside and pushed her along the corridor and back to the shop.

Once back in the shop he let the girls go a little early assuring them that he could cope with the stampede until the cavalry arrived at 1.00.

"See ya tomorrow Ted" called Jaz as she and Sophie left together.

"Oh well" he thought "that's something to look forward to."

The following day Jaz was doing the late shift, well as late as it got during the festive period. She was working from 1.00 until 4.00 when Ted shut up shop. 

Closing time came round quickly enough and Jane, who had been working alongside Jaz that afternoon, left promptly.
Jaz explained that her parents had gone to the sales and probably wouldn't be back yet and so she wasn't in any real hurry to leave.

"Excellent" exclaimed Ted "We haven't had any quality time together for ages."

Jaz laughed "by quality time I suppose you mean that I have kept my clothes on recently?" she winked at him "You are a rather nice old perv though."

"Really! What a delightful way you have with words miss Bennet. C'mon, no point in staying down in this draughty old shop, come up to the flat. Apart from anything else" he went on "I don't want some drunken reveller to see the lights on and expect me to open up for a packet of crisps or something."

Jaz had rarely been up to the flat above the shop but followed Ted through the door marked "PRIVATE" up behind his cubicle and up the narrow staircase. At the top was another door, locked, which Ted opened before ushering her in ahead of him.

The door opened into a fairly small hall area from which led several doors. Pushing her forwards through one of the doors Ted showed her into a spacious lounge area. One end had a table and chairs with bookshelves lining the walls and the other had comfortable leather chairs and a couple of sofas scattered around an old fireplace in which sat a broad black woodburner.

"Take a seat girl, take a seat" said Ted as he moved purposefully towards the stove. He tossed a couple of logs in and closed the door firmly. "Do you want to ring home just to make sure that your parents aren't already there and waiting for you?" he suggested.

Jaz agreed that would be a good idea and duly rang, left a message on the machine to say where she was and gave Ted's number so that they could call back if she still wasn't home before they were.

"Hungry? Thirsty?" queried Ted.

Getting a nod he retreated through the door they had come in through and returned a few moments later with a plate of cold meats, some nice crusty bread a bottle of wine and a bottle of diet coke. He paced them on the rug in front of the stove and dug into a nearby cupboard for some glasses.

"Wine or coke?" he asked.

"I'm allowed a little wine every now and then. I'll try that please." She replied

Ted poured her a generous glass of the deep red liquid and a similar glass for himself.

He slipped into one of the leather chairs and held his glass up in salute.

"To youth, vitality and happiness Jaz" he proposed.

She returned the salute and drank deeply of her wine.
"No TV Ted?" she queried looking around.

"what. Oh yes, but I don't keep it on display. It's in my bedroom. Wanna see?" he questioned with an exaggerated wink.

"Yeah go on then" she giggled.

Ted led her back through the hall area and trough another door into a large room. Obviously his bed was there but the room was also big enough for a seating area around a modern wide screen tv. 

"I often retreat in here and watch something in bed, or, if it's too early for bed, I crash on the sofa instead."

"Most people have the tv in the living room" said Jaz

"um yes" he replied thoughtfully "but I much prefer conversation to tv when I have guests and besides" he hesitated "much of what I watch is better suited to the bedroom."

"TED!" she exclaimed "You really are a despicable old perv! Show me." She insisted.

Ted grabbed the remote and hit a button. The he grabbed a second remote and punched another button as the screen flashed into life.

"This" he explained "has been my nightly watching for several days now"

Jaz had never seen herself on such a grand scale. The widescreen tv allowed her to see the expression on her face as Will buried his head in her crotch. She watched, occasionally sipping her wine, as the boy licked, sucked and slurped her to orgasm and then watched as the view moved seamlessly to show her on her knees wishing her boyfriend a happy birthday.
As that scene ended with her throat clearly showing the several swallows that she gulped at the end the scene returned to the original and the teen witnessed another view of her getting well and truly eaten out.

"Ted" she asked quietly "how long does this go on for?"

He chuckled. "I have it on a loop. It stops when I get tired or interrupted."

"Jeez" she hissed as the tingling from below got the better of her and her free hand absently slipped between her thighs. She sipped her wine some more.

Noticing her predicament Ted spoke quietly to the girl. "If it's making you...um....uncomfortable.....I can turn it off."

"No, no, it's fine" she replied, her eyes never leaving the screen.

"Well then" he went on "you might have more benefit without the skirt on."

With that he moved towards her, took the wine glass form her hand and placed it on a small table and then encouraged her to stand.

She was as if entranced. Fully aware of what was going on but choosing to ignore everything apart from the sizeable images on screen.

Ted found, fumbled with and finally undid her skirt. He lowered it gently to the carpeted floor and Jaz stepped out of it. Her thong was also quickly displaced and her hand began a gentle exploring of her pubic area.

Ted stepped back to admire the view, decided that it was less than perfect and moved back in to divest the girl of her shirt and bra. Jaz had to help a little with the shirt to prevent her view of the magic screen being interrupted for any longer than necessary. Ted encouraged her to sit and then stole her shoes and socks from her feet to leave the pretty teen entirely naked. As she watched the recurring scene on the tv he slipped between her legs and, removing her hand from the area, used his tongue to stimulate the girl.

As Ted probed between her lips with his tongue the girl finally allowed her eyes to leave the screen. Resting back against the leather she allowed her eyes to close whilst she savoured the feelings that Ted was building within her. Her orgasm, when it came, was long and loud.

"Shout out my pretty one" said Ted "Nobody can here you in here."

His tongued wiggled between her lips again and her groan became constant.

He dragged forth a further orgasm before pulling himself up off his knees and slumping into a chair alongside Jaz's. 

He drank in the sight of the naked teen, legs parted, pussy lips swollen and exposed. He noticed her stomach heaving, her mouth moving slightly as the normality slipped slowly back to her.

He was watching till as her eyes opened slightly, moved from the screen to him and she mouthed an inaudible "thank you."

He gave a mock bow as he sat there and, using the remotes, flicked the picture on the tv to another where Jaz was being stripped naked in the store room. She didn't even know about this one and she watched in fascination as Will almost ripped her clothes off her. She remembered the occasion. As she watched her thong fly across the room and his hands moved to his own trousers she had wondered how she might control the beast within. The sound of buttons being pressed on the security lock had controlled him for her. He had zipped up and moved to intercept the intruder whilst she had slipped her skirt and shirt back into place and then gathered up and hidden the bra and thong.

The scene started over again and she glanced at Ted.

"Another of my favourites" he explained.

A look of realisation flickered across her face.

"You were watching. You knew. You knew I was in trouble." She announced

He smiled back gently. "Let's just say that I was concerned about the ability of the young lion to act like a gentleman on that occasion."
Jaz slipped her naked form off of her chair and slithered over to the older man. Pulling herself up between his legs she smiled up at him.

"Thank you" she whispered. Even as she spoke she reached for and found his zipper. Dragging it slowly down she reached in an claimed her prize. Extracting the semi erect penis from his boxers and through his open fly she looked up at him once more before slipping the monster between her lips and deep into her mouth.

Now it was Ted's turn to close his eyes and lean back. He took great care not to grab her head as she manipulated his erection with the lips and tongue. Occasionally he winced as her teeth grazed a part of his sensitive flesh but she was quick to reposition herself. There was a brief pause when the telephone rang but Jaz resumed her bobbing actions as Ted reached for the receiver at his side.

"Mrs Bennet.......yes Jaz is here, as you were out I invited her to stay for a bite to eat. No, she's never any trouble, honestly."

Jaz was amazed that he could sound so calm and even under the circumstances and she redoubled her efforts and was rewarded by a scowl from Ted.

"No, No Mrs Bennet. Don't.......ur....don't trouble yourself. She's just finishing desert. I'll pop her in the car and bring her home myself as soon as she has had her fill." 

He looked directly at Jaz as he said it and her eyes went wide.

Ted hung up.

"your mother says" he explained "that you shouldn't be making a nuisance of yourself down here."

Jaz managed a crooked grin around his erection and then went back to desert.

He hadn't joked about her getting her fill. When he came he came big time. There was just so much more of the stuff than with Will. Try as she might she couldn't manage it all and a stream of stickiness tricked down her chin and between her breasts.

"That my dear Jaz" said Ted "Was a wonderful gift. And" he said as the naked cum covered teen stood up in front of him "that sight is another wonderment. There is a bathroom through the far door, probably best to clean up a bit before your parents see you."

Jaz was in the bathroom scant minutes. She took much longer "finding" her clothes and dressing, much to Ted's obvious delight.

Once done, true as his word, he bundled her into his car and took her home.

End of Part 2.
