Every so often, your ole pal Drexxx has gotta make a bank deposit. Under armed escort from the station's droid security, I bring the humble earnings from my store, Drexxx's Quality Goods & Necessities aboard the orbiting Earth Mall into the space station's bank, where the grinning bastards in suits gladly snatch my money away from me. Funny how they immediately think it's theirs.
Anyhoo; let me tell you of this chick in the Earth Mall Trusted Savings Bank (one of five aboard the station.) Her name is Hailey, named after, well, you figure it out, and she's one of the sexiest babes I know. Curvaceous, full bosomed, thick, long auburn hair, when she smiles it brightens up my day, no matter how little I was depositing with her. Her bank uniform of skirt, blouse and stockings was seemingly made for her, as she fitted her clothes like a hand to a glove. Her full breasts swelled wondrously beneath the blouse, and each and every time I saw her she made no bones about showing her long, shapely legs as she sat seductively at her desk behind the laser-proof screen. We flirt outrageously, she as saucy as they come. Alas, Hailey and I do not have a history, apart from me depositing money in her slot, when I'd much rather be depositing something else in her slit. Corny I know, but it's late and it's the best I can do. When one considers that I conduct business there regularly I didn't think it appropriate to ask her out, especially as I just wanna fuck her. Strange to say, but she might think ill of me afterwards …
So one afternoon, leaving my store in the capable hands of my staff droids - oh, did I tell you, I had to fire that little teenage shit I was forced to take on. Long story short, I caught him stealing from my till, and rather than vaporize him and flush his body from the nearest airlock I gleefully told the World Government to stick their 'reduce mass unemployment scheme' where the sun doesn't shine. They wanted me to take on another fucking smart-assed kid, but if she wasn't 19 with big tits then they could shove it. They said they'd get back to me.
Right. I'm on my way to the bank, dressed formally in pants and golf shirt, my battered satchel with takings inside across my shoulder, escorted by droid security X-R71, Panzer division. No one fucks with you with these guys around. Entering the bank premises I make a bee-line towards Hailey, ignoring other free tellers in favor of a cheap peek at the best set of thighs on the station. As I stood in line behind some purple bipedal being in a yellow and grey spacesuit I wondered if she was wearing hold-ups or normal stockings. Such things that concerns the creature that is man. As our purple friend approached the teller Hailey spied me behind him and smiled, before turning her attention to her customer.
I whistled a happy tune, my mind focusing on the monthly inventory I had to perform, I silently wondering how that shipment of Martian organic corn sold. The vegetarians on the station went nuts for it, and -
"No, it's my account, and you can't tell me what I can and cannot do with it!" Our purple skinned friend was getting annoyed at something, I looking up to see him slamming his fist on the counter. I couldn't make out what Hailey was saying to him, but whatever it was he wasn't happy at all.
"How dare you suggest such a thing!" he boomed. "My credit with this bank is unquestionable!" All eyes in the bank turned to where the ruckus was coming from, Hailey doing her best to calm the irritated alien, but he was having none of it. "I demand to see your supervisor, you insolent human sow!" he roared, thumping the counter with both fists. Hold on, pal. There's no need for that. I marched up behind him and tapped him on the shoulder. He turned round to look at me, his purple snout and three eyes leering at me, no doubt outraged why a stranger would interrupt him while he conducted his bank business. "Who are you?" he spat pugnaciously at me.
"I think you better keep you voice down, pal, you're drawing attention to yourself." I tried to reason with him.
He snarled something in his native tongue at me that wasn't very nice, which, when you consider that I don't speak his native language, will give you an idea how nasty it sounded. Then; "This does not concern you, human. You will be wise to mind your business."
"Actually, pal, this does concern me. You were rude to a friend of mine and I think you owe her an apology."
"This human sow accused me of abusing the bank's funds," he retorted, before throwing her a poisonous look. "How dare you!"
"C'mon, friend, calm down," I said.
"What's going on here?" A middle aged balding man asked, storming towards us, an X-R71 droid lumbering behind him. It was Frank, the manager, an asshole at the best of times, and he was furious that such a scene was taking place in his bank.
"Sir, this gentleman - "Hailey began, getting to her feet and speaking through the glass.
"Are you the manager here?" the alien asked.
"I am, yes. What seems to be the problem?" he asked cockily, the droid looming behind him.
"This human female has accused me of spending more credits than is in my account. I have told her that she is incorrect, that if she checks my records she will discover that I deposited a sizeable sum not three days ago."
Frank approached Hailey and asked her to double-check the alien's account. This she did, her fingers tapping away on the computer keys, but came up with nothing. She shrugged her shoulders; his account was apparently still in the red.
"This is an outrage!" the alien boomed. "I demand you contact the branch manager!"
"Sir, there is no need to contact the branch manager," Frank said. "If you come with me I am sure we will get to the bottom of this."
"I certainly hope so, for your sake," the purple guy stated. "If this isn't resolved to my satisfaction then you can expect a call from my lawyers."
"I'm quite sure it won't come to that," Frank assured him, holding out his arm in an effort to guide the irate customer towards him and away from the teller. "Thank you, Hailey," he said, nodding towards her, pompously. "You can get back to work now; I'll look after this gentleman."
"And you should not shove your tiny snout where it does not belong, human," the alien scolded me. "Not many of my species would be so tolerant."
"Go fuck yourself," I muttered to him, not loud enough so that he'd hear.
"Please sir, this way," Frank said, throwing me a look that could kill. For some reason the dickhead was pissed at me! I watched speechless as Frank led the alien off the bank floor towards his office.
"Can you believe that?" I said incredulously, approaching Hailey who sat in her chair. Her face was slightly flushed, but she seemed ok. "I don't know who the bigger asshole is; the alien or your boss!"
"Trust me, it's Frank," she sighed. "He was never one to rock the boat, I'm afraid. Anyway, thank you, that was awfully sweet of you."
"Huh?" I muttered. "Oh yeah. Right. No problem. I run a store and I know what it's like dealing with awkward customers. Little shits, the lot of 'em."
"Still, thank you, Drexxx," she smiled. "Not many guys would do what you did."
"For a gorgeous gal like you?" I grinned. "'Course they would." I emptied my satchel and stuffed a money pouch of neatly bundled credits beneath the window hatch. Beside me was a keypad to which I swiped my bank card and typed in the amount of the deposit. It issued me with a receipt. Thank you very fucking much.
"Say," Hailey said, leaning forward in her chair, jutting her breasts forward through her open jacket. I couldn't help but notice that she wore a black bra underneath her white blouse. Hailey's breasts swelled divinely. "I'm due my lunch break now, do you have time for a coffee, or …" she trailed off.
"Sure," I said. "I always have time for an 'or'."
"Cool," Hailey replied, sitting back in her chair and crossing her legs. I could almost hear her black stockings rustle as her left thigh grazed across her right thigh, revealing the dark top of her hold-up stockings. Her skirt shifted upward, and she made no attempt to hide the fact that her panties peeked through the 'v' between her legs. "Can you hold for a sec?" she asked.
"I can hold on for as long you want, baby," I replied, cheekily.
"I was hoping to hear that," she said, her eyes gazing into mine briefly before focusing on the computer screen, her fingers dancing across the keyboard. She then flicked a button beneath the counter and a red, CLOSED, PLEASE USE OTHER TELLER neon light flashed across the protective glass. As I continued to stare at her Hailey rose from her chair, her skirt remained in place around her waist, her legs and stocking tops revealed to me in all their erotic glory. Smiling saucily at me, she wriggled her skirt down her thighs, adjusting herself.
"Aw," I said. "That's a shame."
Hailey smiled, biting her bottom lip gently. "You're incorrigible," she said.
"Thank you for noticing," I replied. "Where do you want to go for lunch?"
"You can eat here," Hailey responded, motioning with her head to the bank. "You're a known and valued customer, so it won't be a problem."
"Are you sure?"
"Of course," she replied. "You won't be anywhere near the bank's money, so don't get any bright ideas!"
I watched as Hailey left her counter and made her way around the interior of the bank staff, passing other staff members and bank droid-clerks. As she reached the security door an X-R71 buzzed her through, she then heading towards me, I feasting my eyes upon her gorgeousness. Man, she could walk, swaying that voluptuous body to and fro, her beauteous breasts hypnotizing me as they bounced beneath her blouse.
"Hi!" she beamed, reaching over and kissing my cheek, her hand grasping my arm.
"Hello yourself; finally glad to meet you in person," I said, following her as she led me towards an elevator near our left.
"You too, Drexxx," Hailey replied, linking my arm. She pressed a button, summoning the elevator. "What do you fancy for lunch?"
"Hmmm, now there's a double-barreled question."
"Oh yes?"
"Well," I explained. "'What do I fancy', and 'what do I fancy for lunch?' I have two answers for that, however, I don't think you'd like what I have in mind."
"Oh, I don't know," Hailey said. "Try me."
The elevator arrived with a Bing, and we popped inside, she quickly closing the doors. Hailey then pressed level 3, the lift humming upwards. "Well?" she asked, leaning seductively against the elevator wall. "I'm waiting."
"If I may …" I said, reaching behind me and pressing the STOP button. The elevator paused in mid-ascent. Turning round I stepped into the ravishing Hailey, my crotch pressed against her.
"You may," she whispered, as we kissed deeply, our tongues entwined, I sucking on hers. Hailey took off her jacket and let it fall to the floor, she nibbling on my bottom lip before I tore myself away from her and sunk to my knees. My hands caressing her thighs, I lifted her skirt upwards, revealing her stocking tops, as well as her black panties. I nuzzled them with my lips, my nose, inhaling her intoxicating scent. I kissed the naked flesh of her warm thighs, my fingers reaching for hips, I peeling her panties from her. With her thong (as it turned out) halfway down her thighs I kissed her neatly trimmed pubic hair, tasting her already dripping moistness. She then stepped out of her thong, leaving her underwear wrapped sluttishly around her left ankle.
"Lick me, Drexxx," she purred, grasping my hair as maneuvered my face into her sticky honey-pot, I parting her lips with my tongue. She was so fucking wet, my tongue slipped easily into her hot pussy, my lips saturated with her horniness. I sought out her clit, it hiding from me beneath its silky hood, Hailey trembling as I flicked it with the tip of my tongue. I caught it between my lips and sucked gently upon it, holding her steady by her hips as she buckled above me. Now and then she would thrust her wet pussy into my mouth, almost fucking my face with her clit, Hailey groaning and moaning as my tongue now slid deep into her puss.
Backing away for a brief moment, I lifted her right leg over my shoulder, allowing me access to the underside of her pussy and asshole. She leaning on me for balance, I swiveled my head further below and upwards to lick the smooth flesh of her ass, my tongue striking out at her taut anus. I spent several minutes lashing sporadically at her ass and oozing pussy, she whimpering with pleasure, grinding her pussy off my face as a gentle orgasm shook her, I lapping at the heavenly nectar of this gorgeous slut.
"Oh yeah!" I said, smacking my lips, getting to my feet. Hailey immediately kissed me, sucking on my tongue, tasting her juices as she licked the edges around my mouth. "I wanna fuck you so bad, baby!" I growled, as I felt her fingers squeeze and fondle my erection through my pants.
"What a big cock you have," Hailey cooed, allowing me to frantically unbutton her blouse, each button opened revealing more and more of those sumptuous breasts. As the last button came undone I helped her out of her blouse, flinging it to one side. My hands leapt upon her melons, kneading those swollen mounds as they spilled from her black bra. I licked and sucked on the warm, smooth, perfumed flesh, tugging at the lacy material as I scooped her titties from the confinements of the frilly cup holders. Her nipples were pink and engorged and gorgeous, I wasted no time in sucking a nipple at a time into my mouth, rolling my tongue around each rubbery tit. Hailey moaned her approval and threw her head back, her fingers tugging desperately at my zipper.
"Fuck me, Drexxx! Fuck me with your big cock!" she panted, almost pushing me away from her breasts, now glistening with my saliva. Knowing that we didn't have all afternoon for niceties I unzipped myself and pulled my erection into the open, Hailey reaching down and stroking me in her palm. "Oh yeah," she purred, licking her lips as she stared at the big, circumcised cock in her hand. "That's a big cock …" And so saying to fell to her knees and sucked me into her mouth, her lips wrapped around my erection as she bobbed her head back and forth, gulping noisily on my fat member. She gazed at me through mouthfuls of cock, now and then releasing me from the pussy-like grip of her mouth to roll her tongue around my purple, mushroomed knob, before swallowing me once again. I thrust forward, fucking her slurping mouth, she spitting me out, taking me in hand and dashing my knob off her outstretched tongue.
"Up, up!" I told her, no longer able to resist this gorgeous slut, I helping her to her feet and turning her around. As Hailey leaned against the elevator wall, I unzipped her skirt that was still wrapped around her waist and, in one swift pull dragged it to the floor. She was now bent in front of me, and picture this, you little, jealous shit, wearing nothing but her high heels, black hold up stockings and a black bra, her magnificent breasts wobbling free. I love it.
Positioning the tip of my swollen cock between her ass cheeks I promptly slid my thick erection into the deep, wet folds of her pussy. Hailey groaned as Drexxx-cock filled her completely, my erection throbbing wondrously within her. Immediately I began fucking her, right there in the elevator, my cock slamming in and out of her tight, wet puss, my big, heavy balls slapping against her smooth ass. Purely animalistic, no lovey-dovey here, Hailey moaned noisily like the slut she truly was and I grunted like some rabid dog.
"Fuckin' gorgeous slut!" I snarled, taking hold of her thick, auburn hair as I pulled her head back, fucking her, just simply fucking her, feeling her puss squeeze and swell around my erection.
"Oh yeah, fuck me, fuck your slut!" Hailey spurned me (like I needed spurning). She pushed back against me, resting with her hands on the elevator walls. I released her hair and gripped her hips, my fingers digging into her firm flesh as I re-doubled my efforts, my cock plummeting into her succulently tight puss.
And then the elevator started bleeping, an alarm intruding on our little party indicating that somewhere, someone was wondering why the elevator was stuck and was over-riding its system. Fuck, if I had the time I'd tell her to sit on me, how I wanted to play with her beauteous breasts as she bounced wickedly on top of my cock, moaning loudly like she was now. I wanted to fuck her asshole, to finger her clit as she squirmed with my cock in her anus. And fuck her titties, oh how I wanted to slide my cock between those gorgeous melons as she pinched and pulled on her nipples, spitting on my length as it greasily slid between her hot cushions. As it was we didn't have that long, which pissed me off, but knowing how long we did have I knew there'd be time for one last bit of fun.
"Got something for ya …" I growled, withdrawing from her sticky puss, pulling furiously upon my shiny cock. Hailey spun round, flicked her hair over her shoulder and positioned herself on her knees in the line of fire.
"I want it all!" she stated, her hands resting on my thighs, her fingernails grazing the firm muscle. She reached forward and lapped the oozing knob with her tongue, coaxing me. "Cum, baby, cum in mouth!" What an adorable slut.
"Yeah, fuck, here it - "I rasped through gritted teeth, as immediately a torrent of thick, silver cum streaked across her outstretched tongue and face, Hailey catching the second and third jets in her mouth, she gulping and lapping greedily as cum spilled from her sperm-coated lips, dripping onto her heaving breasts. As the last spurts tried desperately to splash her she took my twitching cock into her mouth and sucked the fucking thing dry, rolling her tongue around my wet, flaccid member.
"Oh y-yeah," I gasped, giggling. "Fuck yeah!"
Hailey let out a long, deep-throated laugh. "You came so much!"
"Humph," I uttered dreamily. "I tend to do that."
The elevator suddenly jolted to life. "You better get dressed, baby," I told her, zipping myself away, pulling her to her feet. I reached for her blouse as she wriggled back into her panties and skirt. Helping her into it we buttoned it up in record time, she tucking the blouse into her skirt as I placed her jacket over her arm, just as the elevator doors opened. In stepped several work colleagues, they puzzled and wondering why the elevator had stopped.
"The funniest thing," Hailey said. "One minute it was fine, the next it ground to a halt. I was lucky this gentleman was with me. Didn't you hear me shouting?"
"We heard something," one of her bank comrades, a stone-faced Ninoman replied.
"Yes, that was me … shouting." Hailey said, before letting out a sperm-flavored belch. If I could smell it, I'm pretty sure the others could too. A couple of faces squinted disapprovingly.
"Excuse me," she said, blushing uncontrollably, brushing past her colleagues. I followed the sluttish banker onto the third floor, my eyes fixated on her ass that mere moments ago I had bounding in front of me, sniggering knowingly.

* * *

I readily agreed to see Hailey again, my fantasy of fucking those globular titties too real to discard. But as it turned out, later that afternoon Frank the manager realized that Hailey did make a mistake regarding the alien's account. This, unfortunately for all involved, resulted in a law suit that cost the bank millions of credits. How awful. (I just reek sarcasm, don't I?)
But would you believe it, Frank the bank-fucker mercilessly fired my cum-hungry Hailey and promptly sent her back to Earth and its 90% world unemployment on the evening shuttle. I never even got to say goodbye. She was barred for life from the orbiting Earth Mall, leaving me with naught but an erection-inducing memory of those stocking tops and those bountiful breasts…

Fin

 

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