Work was typically slow on Fridays.
So, I was not prepared to see two cute little boys strutting through the door to my tailoring shop. Okay, they weren’t exactly little. If I had to guess, I'd say they were fresh outta high school, just like my son, Oliver.
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The second boy, obviously taller, was holding a black bag. Walking side-by-side, the two boys advanced to where I was sitting, and then the second boy placed the bag on my desk, just beside my sewing machine.
“Good morning, ma’am,” he said. “We'd like you to adjust these pants for us, please.”
The boy spoke in a crisp British accent.
“Oh, sure,” I replied as I started to empty the bag. The bag contained two black pants which were obviously a little too big for the boys.
“How soon can we get them?” the second boy asked.
“Fifteen minutes tops.” I grabbed my measuring tape and draped it around my neck. “But first, I need to take your measurements.”
“Okay,” the boys said in unison.
I rose from my seat and peeled off my brown jacket which had been sitting atop my white crop top and thick brown leggings. After I had spread the jacket on the backrest of my chair, I advanced toward the boys who quietly stood on the other side of my desk.
My breasts jiggled as I walked. They were a full double D cup, so each step I took sent them slamming into each other. I didn’t have a bra on, so my breasts took advantage of the freedom, jiggling without restraints as I made my way to the boys. Once there, I halted, and then I knelt down in front of the first boy.
“Now, let’s get your measurement, darling.” While I spoke, I bent my neck sideways and moved my hair out of the way, so it could not interrupt me while I worked. My long blonde hair was notorious for doing that.
A whisper of cold air on my chest told me the neckline of my top had opened to flash my breasts. The boys stared hard.
They were gawking at my chest, their eyes almost bulging out. They beamed at me, barely blinking as they took in the sight of me kneeling in front of them.
I glanced down at my chest, and then I gasped. “Oh my!”
I grabbed the plunging neckline of my top and heaved it up, covering up some of the exposed skin.
“And here I was, trying to figure out why you were both staring at me like that!” I said. “I am so so sorry that you had to see stuff you didn’t sign up for.”
The boys didn’t say a word. But their faces fell noticeably. Their eyes drooped and lost the spark I had seen in them barely a moment ago.
“Oh my!” I said. “What is it, my boys?”
I tapped my left index finger against my left cheek, my eyes growing pensive. And then my face lit up as a realization hit me.
“Oh,” I said. “You didn’t like it when I pulled up my top, did you? Do you want mommy to pull it back down…?”
I grabbed both sides of the fabric and pulled it down, slowly revealing bits and bits of my breasts. The boys' eyes lit up as I gradually exposed my breasts.
“Or even lower?” I teased.
But instead of going lower, I stopped.
“I didn’t get a response.” I clicked my tongue and pretended to be sad. “So I guess you don’t want to see more of my juicy boobies.”
I shook my body slightly, making sure my breasts slammed into each other. And then I pouted.
“Oh, fine then,” I said. “I guess I’ll just pull my top back up then.”
“No, please!” the first boy said, his voice crisp with urgency.
“Hmm?” I smiled at him. “Did you say something, hun?”
He gulped. This was obviously hard for him to say. And well, I already knew what he was going to say. I just wanted to hear him say it.
“If you tell me what you want, I’ll do it,” I said. “Pinky swear, darling. You’re at my place, after all. So I want you to have the best experience ever!”
My hair threatened to get in the way again, but it shoved it back behind me.
“Do you want to see more of my boobies?” I asked.
The boys nodded.
“You're so naughty,” I said in-between giggles. “I-likey!”
I rubbed my hands all over my breasts, caressing them through the thin fabric.
“Do you want them even lower, like this?” I pulled the fabric further down, and my full breasts bounced into view.
The boys gasped.
“They’re so huge!” the second boy exclaimed.
I giggled, and then I bounced my breasts some more, making them jiggle in front of the two boys.
“Okay, boys, now that you’re having a nice view, I can get to work!” I slipped my measuring tape away from my neck and started to measure the second boy.
I was only a few seconds in when I sighed. “But your clothes keep getting in the way.”
I looked up at him with a sultry smile.
“Do you have any suggestions?” I straightened my spine and leaned forward, kneading his cock with my breasts.
“I could take off my clothes,” the boy said, unsure. “If that’s what you want.”
“But is that what you want?” I asked.
He nodded shyly.
I glanced at the other boy who nodded as well, a little more confident.
“Perfect!” I clapped my hands together. “Let's quickly get these clothes out of the way so I can take the most accurate measurement!”
The boys quickly stripped out of their clothes, revealing their thick, hard cocks.
“Oh my!” I exclaimed. “Look how hard you both are!”
My throat was already so dry, and I needed to quench my thirst with some hot spunk.
“But I can make you even harder,” I offered.
I gestured the first boy over, and once he stepped closer, I took his cock in my right hand. My left hand simultaneously wrapped around the second boy's cock, kneading it gently. The boys started to whimper and moan. I had barely even started with them and yet they were already trembling, their chests heaving as though they had been in a marathon.
And then I wrapped my mouth around the first boy's cock. He froze, momentarily forgetting to breathe. I sucked him hard and fast, working up his orgasm while jerking off the second boy. Shortly after, I switched over to the second boy's cock and wrapped my lips around the tip. I worked my way down toward the base while I kneaded the other boy's cock. I kept going back and forth, making sure to give them both the same dose of ecstasy.
The boys were obviously bottling up their pleasure. They gulped down their moans, so I started to moan loudly, encouraging them to be loud.
I wanted to hear them moan, scream, cry. Heck, I wanted them to make some noise for me.
It worked.
The boys moaned louder. Within moments, their cocks were both dripping with cum. I shoved those cocks into my mouth at the exact same time. They could barely fit, but at least I could fit the tips of their cocks into my mouth. I sucked hard, squeezing out every inch of cum until there was nothing left to swallow.
While I tried to catch my breath, I looked up into the boys' eyes. “Do you have other clothes to adjust?”
“Why?” they asked in unison.
“Because, my darlings, when next you come, I’ll have you cum in my ass instead.” I ran my fingers along my breasts.
The boys were yet to say a word, but I already had my answer. The gleam in the boys' eyes told me everything I needed to know.
They would return for more of me.
Definitely.