I dragged my myopic ass into the mall optometrist office; one of those chain operations that promised to deliver my glasses in less than 60 minutes. I figured slam, bam, and I would be able to see again. Good deal. Also I found a 30% off coupon in the Sunday paper - the cheaper the better.
Once inside I saw why they were offering the discount. It was a ghost town in there! Two clerks lounged in the frames show room. The tall blonde looked up from her Cosmo and looked me over. It was one of those days when I felt in sync with the universe. You know what I mean? One of those days when your timing is perfect and your confidence is unshakable. And dammed if that long lovely girl didn't bite her bottom lip as she scoped me out and strode over. "Hello sir." She said. "How may I help you?" Her China-blue eyes darted from my face to my groin and back as she spoke.
Her open approval of me served my strong ego well. I openly ran my eyes up her curvy body as she came to a stop less than a foot from me - close for American standards - within personal space - intimate. She looked to be in her mid-twenties; very nicely wrapped in a short business suit and four-inch heels. That accounted for why she was as tall as I was at 6'3". She was slender but not skinny - well rounded. Her white blouse was open two buttons, seemingly to make room for her chest. She wore a gold heart locket that rolled about over her tightly packed cleavage, unable to find a way down. By the time my eyes made it back up to her face I could see that her confidence was as high as mine was.
I found my tongue just before the silence became embarrassing. "I'm looking for wrap-around shades - and I think I need a new prescription."
"I'll take care of you." She said. She walked me to the back of the store between two display cases where the wrap-around frames were housed. It felt quite secluded. "You look through these and I'll set you up with the doctor." She said. I nodded and handed her my insurance card for ID. She spun on her heels and strode off swinging her friendly hips charmingly.
The frames I liked where all on the bottom row. I got down on my knees and tried them one at a time. I looked over where the blonde was talking to another tall woman - this one black haired and more generously rounded. The new woman wore a white lab coat. The two women were talking closely - like two girlfriends - not like professionals. The blonde leaned forward and cupped her hand to the other woman's ear. When they parted the black hared woman turned her head and starred at me - then she nodded and smiled. Then she said something back to the blonde that made them both giggle. The blonde started walking back. I turned back to the frames.
When she arrived she stood even closer than before. I was still on my knees, so my face only made it to her upper thigh. The tight space between the display cases and her body felt very private. "See anything you like?" she asked with her hands on her hips.
I looked up her long body and raised the frames I happened to have in my hand. They barely fit between my face and her groin. She stood smiling down at me, not moving her hands from her hips. I could see up her skirt from there - red silk panties.
"Yes, I do." I replied.
Then she reached down and took the frames from me and frowned at them. "Hmm… No. We can do better." She turned on her heels. She stood so close that her butt cheeks bumped my forehead. First on, then the other - not hard - just enough to let me know that her high-riding chaise was not just nicely rounded but fully packed. Then she bent down to look at the lower shelves. That pressed her hams full onto my face. My nose tucked her silk panties up her crack!
"Pardon me." I whispered as I reluctantly removed my red face from her ass. My left hand subconsciously stroked her firm left calf as I pulled back.
"Quite all right." She whispered back.
Then she straightened up and turned to face me again even closer than before - her thigh brushed my chin. I started to stand but she put her hand on my head, stopping me.
She slipped a new pair of frames onto my face, down by her hips. She cupped my face in her hands and turned it up to look at her for several heart-pounding seconds. "Very nice." She murmured. I could feel the heat from her groin emanate from under her skirt. "These are the frames for you."
"Yes. Thank you." I replied without bothering to check a mirror. I stood without backing up. Our bodies touched. My chest parted her breasts and the locket dropped in. We stood close enough to kiss. She looked like she was about to kiss me, but spoke instead.
"The doctor will see you now." She whispered breathlessly.
She took my hand and led me to a dark room with a big chair and lots of equipment. She put her hand on my shoulder and rubbed as she spoke. "Have a seat, sir. Doctor Giordanno will be in to see you soon."
"Thank you again." I said. She winked and left.
Wow! I thought. I adjusted my stiff rod before sitting. And Doctor Giordanno? The Italian name explains how a woman with a figure that full could be so hot!
And in she stepped in the middle of my thoughts! "Hello, Monty, is it." She said looking at my chart. She closed the door to the dimly lit room with her butt. "My name is Michelle. I understand you need a basic eye exam?" As she stepped up to me she took my current glasses and looked them over. She had the fullest lips I had ever seen! As horny as the blonde had me by now, I wanted to leap forward and bite her lips just before stuffing them in my lap!
But I controlled myself.
"Yes, doctor." I panted. She leaned over me and looked deep into my eyes now. First one, then the other. Her huge breasts rested on my chest.
"Monty, you can call me Michelle. Doctor is so formal."
Her Mediterranean skin; her round brown eyes; her full inviting lips; her ample bosom; and her wide, powerful hips all got the best of me as she leaned over and onto me looking deep into my eyes. I began to pant in her face. Her eyes twinkled as my breath brushed her hair back.
I couldn't stand it! I had to say it out-loud! "You… are… magnificent." I whispered into her face.
Her eyes left my eyes and roamed my face. A Mona Lisa smile curled her full lips. She wrapped her fingers around the back of my neck and lifted my face up to her lips. Those lips rested on mine, hovering for a moment, before she mashed them down and kissed me.
She conquered me with that kiss. Her bigger, more powerful lips parted mine. Her long, agile tongue invaded my mouth and made a slave of my own tongue, making it perform her silent bidding. As she too began to pant she flipped a leg over mine and straddled my thigh. She pressed her big body down onto me and held me prisoner of her passion in that chair. Her hands roamed up and down my body as her groin pulsed on my leg and her lips devoured my face. She crammed one hand down my pants up to her elbow.
My hands leaped to action and roamed her body as well. She was well rounded, but packed firm. If standing without heels she would have been as tall as I was. She must have out-weighed me by twenty pounds. I opened her blouse and popped her bosom free from her bra.
"You are a goddess!" I snarled at a moment when her mouth roamed my neck and ear. "I could worship this body." As I said that part my hands were full to overflowing with her meaty ass.
She pulled her head up and looked at me with a cock-eyed grin. "Really?" She asked in a husky voice.
"Oh ya!" I said and sank my face into her neck as my hands roamed her butt, pulling her short skirt up.
"You wanna worship this body?"
"God yes!" I groaned under her weight.
"Okay then." She said. She grabbed me in a bear-hug and lifted me from the chair! I dangled in her powerful arms. She held me up with just one arm and used the other to push my head back into her face. Her seductive mouth took over my face again. As she squeezed the air from my lungs with one arm, she kept me from inhaling with her mouth. Through all of this I was a willing slave ready to participate in my own demise. My throbbing boner bounced against her Italian belly as my legs dangled.
Just before I passed out she sat in the big char and dropped me on my knees between her long, thick legs. I looked up her smooth thighs to her lap. Her skirt rode high, exposing her quim - no panties.
"You're at the altar now, Monty. Prove that you are worthy. Touch the Goddess!" And she pushed my head into her groin.
Grateful for the opportunity I got busy! She leaned back and took my face for all I had! She tasted faintly of cucumbers - very fresh. I don't know how much time passed or how many times she came, but when she pushed me back my face, and her entire body, were dripping wet. "Oh ya." She panted. She panted some more before speaking again. "You pass. You can worship me." Then she chuckled to herself.
"Thank you Goddess." I said in all earnestness. "How may I serve you?"
"Serve me?" she was just starting to catch her breath. "Well you've been doing a good job so far… But let's see... I do like to be fresh and clean… and you did get me a bit…" she dipped a finger into her clam. "gooey…" Then she growled, "Why don't you lick the come off my big butt?" And she grinned down at me.
"Thank you! Yes please!" I was so eager.
"OH!" She hopped up a bit wobbly and turned around. She placed a knee on the chair and bent over in my face. "Where have you been all me life!" she groaned as my tongue lapped at her asshole.
I gathered up and swallowed every drop as she rolled her hips on my head. I had to keep up with a fresh load as my efforts aroused her once more. I chased trails down past her knees.
Afterwards she collapsed in the chair and set me to work on her feet, massaging and kissing them. She buttoned her blouse and pulled herself together.
She stood up. "Okay Monty. In the chair." She commanded and I complied.
I fondled and fingered her throughout the exam. I watched her get aroused all over again as she tried to concentrate. Once she had determined my prescription she pulled my pants down and mounted me in the chair.
"Okay you son-of-a-bitch. Let's settle this." She snarled. She rocked my cock until she came. Then - bless her heart - she dropped to her knees and took my rod deep down her commanding mouth past those full lips. She ran those lips all over my shaft and sack, making my spine twist with the pleasure! Finally, with my cock planted deep in her throat, she let me blast my load.
She stood and smiled down at me. She gathered up a gob of come from her chin and licked it from her finger. "Thank you for your business, Monty. Please," she winked, "come again."
"Not until I recover." I grunted.
Doctor Michelle Giordanno, the Goddess, laughed freely as she opened the door and left me sitting in the chair with my pants around my ankles. "Poor Amy is not going to like that."
And Amy, the blonde out front, took my 30% coupon and got my glasses to me within 60 minutes. But she was disappointed at my lack of energy.