The store had been closed for hours. Only the dim emergency lights illuminated the racks of expensive lingerie. Kira, the 28-year-old boutique manager — a fiery redhead with full breasts and a snake tattoo on her lower back — locked the door from the inside and turned to her new assistant, 22-year-old blonde Masha, who had perfectly smooth skin and a shy smile.
"You asked me to show you how to choose lingerie for special occasions," Kira said in a low, velvety voice. "Tonight I'll show you everything."
Masha swallowed nervously but nodded. She was already standing in a black lace set that Kira had made her wear "for fitting."
Kira stepped closer. Her fingers slowly traced Masha's shoulder, then moved lower, outlining the curve of her breast through the thin lace.
"Too modest," she whispered and unhooked the bra with one swift motion. Masha's breasts spilled free — full, firm, with pink nipples that instantly hardened from the cool air and Kira's gaze.
Kira leaned down and took one nipple into her mouth, sucking gently at first, then biting sharply. Masha gasped and clutched Kira's hair.
"Don't be afraid to make noise. It's just us here," Kira smirked and dropped to her knees right in the middle of the store.
She pulled Masha's panties down her legs, leaving them dangling on one ankle. Masha's pussy was already wet — smooth-shaven, with swollen lips glistening. Kira ran her tongue along the entire length, from entrance to clit, collecting the first drops of arousal.
"Delicious…" she murmured and immediately plunged her tongue deep inside, fucking Masha with it while the younger woman began to moan softly.
Kira's fingers joined her tongue — two slid in easily, then a third. She fucked Masha rhythmically, sucking her clit at the same time. Masha trembled, her legs buckling. She leaned back against the lingerie rack, and the hangers clinked softly in time with her movements.
"Kira… I… I'm going to…" Masha gasped.
"Come on my tongue," Kira ordered and sped up.
Masha came loudly, her body arching, juices flowing down Kira's chin and fingers. Kira didn't stop — she kept licking, prolonging the orgasm until Masha was whimpering from overstimulation.
When Masha recovered a little, Kira stood up, wiped her mouth, and smiled wickedly.
"Now you."
She slipped off her dress in one movement. She wore nothing underneath except stockings. Her pussy was completely smooth and already shining with desire. Kira sat on the wide velvet fitting pouf and spread her legs wide.
"On your knees. Lick me like your bonus depends on it."
Masha obediently knelt. She was inexperienced but very eager. She started shyly, licking the outer lips, then grew bolder and began sucking Kira's clit. Kira grabbed her by the hair and pressed her harder.
"Deeper. Push your tongue inside… yes… good girl."
Masha tried her best — licking, sucking, fucking with her tongue. Kira moaned louder, her hips jerking. She started riding Masha's face, smearing her juices across her cheeks and nose.
"Don't stop… I'm so close…"
Kira came powerfully — her body shuddered, she moaned loudly and flooded Masha's mouth with her release. Masha swallowed as much as she could, continuing to lick gently until Kira pushed her head away, breathing heavily.
They both lay on the carpet among the scattered lingerie. Kira pulled Masha close and kissed her deeply, tasting herself on the younger woman's lips.
"The fitting isn't over yet," she whispered. "I have a strap-on and a vibrator in my office. By the time you leave tonight, you'll know how to come properly."
Masha blushed and nodded, already feeling fresh arousal building between her legs again.