15 comments/ 32929 views/ 8 favorites Betel Nut Girl By: amandate The following story takes place in Taiwan. I got the inspiration from a story I read a while back and of course some of my personal experience/fantasy. For those who do not know much about betel nut, please search it online if interested. (1) Introduction My name is Pam. I'm 36; married with a 18 years old daughter. I'm about 169cm tall and about 54kg. Da Hua, my husband, who is two years older than me. He used to be a supervisor in a textile factory and is unemployed due to recession. Life has been tough for us ever since the lay off. After unemployed for more than 8 months, he finally gives up finding a similar job and starts driving taxi at night instead. "What's for dinner", asked my husband. "Nothing for dinner tonight. Stop by to eat noodle soup before you go to work." All he cares for is what to eat. We only have $5000 left in the bank account. The money he makes barely covers our living expenses, let alone Sara's tuition fees. Whenever I think about this, tear come out of my eyes. Da Hua is a good husband. I met him when I was 17. He is my first boy friend and my only man in my life. I was pregnant at 18 and married him shortly after. Over the years, he tries hard to provide everything we need. We bought the apartment we currently live in 7 years ago. However, we will be forced to sell this apartment if we cannot make the next few mortgage payments. (2) Business proposal Not long after my husband left for work, Jim calls. "Is Da Hua home? I bought some gifts for Da Hua and you during my trip to SuZhou" I say, "He has gone to work". "Can I drop the gifts off? I'm just a few blocks from your apartment." A few minutes later, the doorbell rings and I let Jim in. He looks me in the eyes and must have seen the tear marks and ask, "Are you OK, Pam?" I quickly turn away and wipe the tear mark off my face. "I am OK." "Anything wrong?" "Nothing." "Is it about money?" "...." "I've asked Da Hua to come to work for me and he refused." "He does not know how to operate a business." I said. "Let me know if you need anything, I'm Da Hua's best friend." Tear came out of my eyes again. Without wanting to be seen, I quickly get up: "I will get you some tea." I offer him a tea and leave the cup on the table. When I face up and I see him looking down my V neck top. I'm worried about money and do not pay attention to what I wear. The V-neck top is loose; when I bend down, he must have seen the bra or even cleavage. My face turns red. I sit down and pretend nothing has happened. I pulled my top up a bit; don't want to expose myself one more time. The weather has been hot lately and I usually just wear a tank top and a short when at home. I'm always proud of my body shape. My breast size is 34C after giving birth to our daughter. I have a pair of long legs and I love wearing short and skirt. Someone who does not know me will think that I'm in my late 20's. There is so many times the college boy living next-door eyeing me up and down discretely in the elevator. I'm confident about my body. Jim is my husband's best friend. They graduated from the same high school. He is from a rich family and studied in UK before coming back to Taiwan inheriting his father's family business. He is a good-looking guy. He is still single but from what I heard, he is a playboy. "I have a new business idea and I think you'll be a great help." Jim says excitedly. "What business idea?" I ask curiously. "You are so pretty and I think you will be a good sales woman." I laugh. I used to own a small florist business many years ago and it did not work out well. I sold the business. I know how tough it can be to operate a business. "We don't have money to start a business. Even if we do, rent is too expensive and it is hard to become profitable." I say. "That's true. But I know of a business that does not require too much capital and will earn a lot of money." "There is such a business?" "Selling betel nut!" My eyes opened widely. I know what it is. It is the type of business which girls wears super skimpy outfit selling betel nut. The shop typically has a big window at the front to catch attention of drive by traffic. The driver of car/motorcycle would stop in front of the shop to buy betel nuts. The main selling product is not betel nuts, but the girls in sexy outfit. "It is not a good business." I protest. "This is a good business. It is the same as selling flowers or selling clothes. It is just a business. Taiwanese spends millions in buying betel nut each year." He adds, "The cost of betel nuts is really low. The cost of a box is no more than $2 or $3 but it is sold at $100 a box. I asked a friend who is in this business, he said he makes about $10,000 to $20,000 of sales each day." He says confidently. Jim quickly adds, "I have a store by the highway. It is a perfect location for this type of business. We can save on rent." I cannot argue with him when comes to business. He runs a successful family business. If I know anyone who knows about business, it has to be him. $10,000 a day -- that is $300,000 a month. "Even we want to do; we still need money to start. We don't have any money to invest." I say. "Yes, we have to keep the expenses low at the beginning. Da Hua can work delivery all the supplies during the day before he goes to work and you can work night shift. Once it is making money, we can hire others. It is just temporary. I will invest the initial investment and you and Da Hua will look after the business." "I'm too old for this." Even when I say I'm too old, I'm still flattering knowing that at my age, I can still attract attention of many guys. In fact, Jim just peeps into my blouse just now. "I will call Da Hua tomorrow to discuss. It is just a temporary arrangement; you won't need to work there for too long." He drops the gifts and leave. I couldn't sleep all night, thinking of the money we could earn. If it is true, we don't have to watch every penny we spend and be able to pay off the mortgage in 2-3 years. When my husband comes back around 5am, I told him about this business proposal. He says he is fine with that idea since he can continue working at night. The only concern he has is I wearing skimpy outfit in front of others. I told him it is just a temporary arrangement. I say jokingly, "Now you know I'm still attractive and can sell betel nut at this age." "You are always sexy and attractive to me. I'm sure there will be guys waiting outside of the store to buy betel nuts. "Did you ever buy betel nuts?" "I will buy betel nuts from this pretty and sexy girl everyday." He starts kissing and sucking my nipples through my white lace gown. "I like this night gown you're wearing." I know the routine. He moved his both hands to my ass, slip my black panties down. He took off his pants and took out his cock. I'm so flattering, aroused and proud of myself tonight for the apparent reason. He enters me. I close my eyes and imagine me wearing push up bra showing cleavage and a black short skirt selling betel nuts. Imagine what other will react when seeing my cleavage, or maybe my panties under the short skirt. Will they imagine making love with me? I moan when he fucks me harder and faster. I know he is about to come. I moan louder and waiting for him. He looks me in the eyes with an apologetic look. He releases his load inside me. I know him so well. It is plain and regular. He kisses me in my forehead and turn to his side. I get up and clean myself. He is already in deep sleep by the time I get back to the bed. I still feel so horny. What did Jim think of me when he peeped at me earlier today? Did he get excited? What will the boy next-door react if he finds out I become a betel nut girl? I could not sleep. I begin to think about what to wear if I were to become a betel nut girl. Can I be comfortable with the unwanted attention from the customers? How about safety? If I work night shift alone, will it be too dangerous? I have a million things in my mind. Then I think about the boy next door. What if he sees me in those dresses? He sure will turn on. Will he try to peep under my skirt as he did last week? I remember that time he saw me in my nightgown. In fact, I'm wearing the same gown now. It is see through type and can see what underneath with enough light. My husband just left for work that morning and I heard a doorbell. I thought it must be him forgetting something, without thinking twice I opened the door. Standing in front of me was this boy, starred at my breasts with jaw half open. I immediately covered my top with one hand. He looked embarrassed. He dropped off a letter addressed to me mistakenly delivered to his house. He looked at my legs before he left. I closed the door behind me. I was so embarrassed and at the same time proud of my body. I cannot remember what time I finally sleep, but when I wake up, it is already 9am. My husband is still beside me sleeping like a baby. I climb up from the bed and go to prepare breakfast. While I am preparing the breakfast, the phone rings. I answer. "It is Jim. Did Da Hua and you discuss about our business proposal?" "Yes" "What does he think? What do you think?" "He is OK but I'm working there only temporary." "Of course, I will get everything started." "Don't you need to do some research first?" "Don't worry; I have a friend who is in this business. And I buy betel nuts all the time from these places." "OK." (3) Store visit A few weeks after the last conversation, Jim invites us to visit the store. The store is renovated and he plans to open the store next Monday. Sara, my husband, and me just walking into the store and couldn't help but notice a super big window at the front of the store. Right against the big window, there is a table with three bar stool type of chairs. The very first thing I said: "Why do we need such a big window? Everyone can see clearly from outside." Jim replies: "That is common for selling betel nuts. Da Hua, right?" Jim is asking Da Hua's opinion and I turn and look at my husband. He nodes his head and quickly changes topic. "This street is not very busy." "There are a few restaurants and bars around the corner, it is busy at night." Jim says. "Mom, these stools are so tall. Can we get different ones?" "Sara, this is a selling point of the store," Jim explains. I know exactly why this is a selling point. Customers can see clearly the legs of the betel nut girls sitting there. Perhaps customers can catch a glimpse under the skirt. I couldn't resist but looking at jean skirt, imagining me on the stool and facing customers. They can see my long legs. I'm always proud of my legs. They are so fair and long. I just cannot imagine what my husband will think. "But this is inconvenient. If not careful, people can see what is under the skirt." Sara protests. "All the betel nuts stores have this type of settings and furniture. If you do not believe me, I can drive you around to see for yourself," As Jim is looking me in the eyes, and then turns his eyes to look at my skirt and legs before turning to ask my husband. "What do you think, Da Hua?" Jim asked. "Just be careful." Da Hua says impatiently. I can feel that he is not comfortable talking about this. Maybe he still cannot accept the fact that I will be working here. He changes his mind? I look at his eyes, wanting to get the answer. He is not looking at me. Seeing my husband's reaction, Jim quickly changes the topic. "There is a rest area at the back. Should have enough room for a sofa and TV. This area can be used to make tea," pointing at one corner. "I like this area." My husband laughs. He is big in tea making. It is his only hobby. Jim says, "I've ordered a black leather sofa, a TV/DVD, a coffee table. What else do we need?" I look around. The rest area is not very big. Just big enough for a sofa, coffee table, and TV. There is no window in this area. I see a door at the back, must be a washroom. "It is comfortable here," Sara says. She is still a kid, she looks around the area. "Wow, the washroom is so big." "Why do we need this big washroom?" I ask. "It will be used as a washroom and a changing room. We should have enough room for a chair too," He replies as if it is also a common practice in this type of business. "Hmm. I also like this arrangement," I say as if looking into the glass shower stall. That is the shower stall I always wanted for our house. I continue: "Do we have enough room for a dressing table in front of the mirror?" "I already ordered. It will arrive later today." Jim continues: "We should be able to open the store next Monday. We need to get some supplies, drinks, etc." "I will get the supplies." My husband says quickly. "Before we proceed, I just want to make it clear. Da Hua and Pam, you're the owner and employees of the store. Da Hua, you will be helping ordering, delivering supplies. Pam will be selling betel nuts at the beginning. We will hire more helpers later." He continues, "Da Hua, your monthly salary will be $30,000 plus 5% profit and Pam, yours will be $15,000 plus 20% sales." "We know each other for so long. I trust you," My husband says. "What are the working hours?" I asked. "This type of store usually opens at noon and open tills 2am. Since you're the only one working here, we open from 6pm to 2am. We can open earlier when we hire more helpers." He seems to be experienced when comes to business. "Works till 2am?" I am a little worry. Going home at 2am is something I haven't done for a long time. "It is usually busier after midnight. If we close early, we will lose a lot of customers." Jim sounds convincing. He adds, "If you're worry about going home late, Da Hua or I can come to pick you up at night." "OK. It shouldn't be a problem then." "The last thing I want to say is the dress." Jim says, as he is looking me into the eyes. I know exactly what he wants to say, he wants me to wear like other betel nut girls. That is impossible. I'm not that young and I do not plan to wear that sexy showing every customers coming into the store or anyone driving by. "Work is work. You just say it out loud." My husband replies. "It is the dress Pam wears during works. There is no uniform but Pam must wear skirt. The shorter the better. What Pam is wearing today is not good." I'm not too impressed of what he says, especially he is eyeing me up and down. I look at my husband, hoping he can help. "That is not a problem." Sara laughs. "I have many short skirts to lend to mom." Sara is wearing a yellow blouse and a brown mini skirt, showing her belly button and waist. This is her more conservative outfit since she is with us today. "This is unavoidable. Da Hua, this way we can sell more betel nuts and make more money." Jim is looking closely on my husband's facial expression. "Let's do it. This is a temporary arrangement for Pam. Once the business is on track, we will hire more helpers." Husband says. Jim turns his eyes on me and says, "Good. That's what we're going to do." He says this before even getting my permission. Although I'm not impressed with Jim's comment about wearing short skirt, but I'm not ashamed of showing my legs. I've worn some of Sara's skirts before; our waist is about the same. My instinct telling me Jim has bad intention. He took a peep over my blouse the other day, now he wants to peep under my skirt. I have no evidence. I can't just tell my husband this and he will sure upset to either Jim or me. I'm also not entirely too upset. Wearing sexy is something I always want. I just don't have that many occasions to wear them. Now this is a good excuse to wear them, as it is required for this job. I just wear slightly sexier, not wearing like a prostitute. (4) Video camera The store is opening at 6pm later today. It is 4pm now. I'm standing in front of my closet, wondering what to wear this afternoon. I don't want to wear dinner dress, it is not appropriate. I have a few blouse and skirt, but Jim says they are not good. I took off my tank top and pajamas, standing in front of the mirror. I put on a greenish sundress with flower pattern. "This looks old." I thought. I take off the sundress. I put on the red tank top. I can't find a good matching short skirt. I walk to Sara's room, looking for her skirts. She sure has many short skirts. I put on a lace black skirt. "This one is too short." I thought. The phone rings. I walk to the living room to pick up the phone. It is Jim on the line. "Pam, are you ready?" Jim asks. He sounds excited. "Yes, I'm just deciding what to wear." "Remember to wear sexy; we want to have a good impression on customers for the first day." I am looking out the balcony, I see a light reflection from the other balcony. I follow the source of the light and it is coming from the window of the other apartment suite on the same floor. "That is the college boy's apartment." The only person who might be in the apartment must be the college boy. His parents work during the day. I'm curious. Is he watching me? Is he using a binocular or a zoom camera watching me? I normally leave the curtain open during the day. How long has he been watching me? "Are you OK?" Jim senses a pause in the conversation. "I am OK. I will go there around 5pm." I hang up. Is the college boy watching me this whole time? If yes, he must be watching me wearing the red tank top and just the black panties walking around the apartment earlier. I'm curious. I walk closer to the balcony and sure enough, I see a video camera pointing out at my living room. "He is recording me." I almost scream. I am angry at first and then quickly I feel flattering. He must be finding me attractive to record me. I don't quite know what to do. The thought of him watching me making me excited. "Don't know how long he has been recording me." I wonder. I walk into to my bedroom. My curtain is half opened. I stand behind the curtain; I can see the video camera is pointing at my room now. He is watching me now. My legs are shaking. My heart is pounding. I walk back to the dressing table where he can have a full view of me from the window. I take off Sara's black skirt. My hands are shaking. I proceed to take off my red tank top. I'm looking myself in the mirror. My skin is fair and smooth, wearing only black bra and black panties. I'm turned on. Without much hesitation, I unhook my bra and slide it down to the floor. I'm seeing my perfect breast. Not too big, not too small. I'm giving him a perfect side view of my breast. For the next 10 seconds I just stand still does not know what to do. After the initial pause, I caress my breasts. I see my nipples getting hard. "I have to stop." Slowly, I face the window. With only black panties on me and bare breasts in his plain view, I walk to the window and slowly close the curtain. It is enough, at least today. I'm so turned on. I feel the fire inside me. My left hand moves down to touch my panties. It is soaked. I slide the panties to the side and I can feel the wetness. I close my eyes. I imagine him watching me now. My fingers go straight to the clit. My knee tremble and I have an orgasm. "It feels great." I whisper. It's 4:45pm! I quickly go to take a shower. I'm late. (5) Going to work I get to the store at 5:15pm. My husband and Jim are already there. They are making the last minute clean up. I'm wearing the make-me-look-old sundress and carrying the black skirt and a lacy brownish blouse in the bag. Jim looks disappointed at first and then he saw the bag. "Everything is ready, just waiting for our pretty betel nut girl to arrive. You can change inside the washroom." Betel Nut Girl I go into the washroom and change. I come out with the lacey blouse and Sara's black short skirt. My husband and Jim are talking. My husband looks at me and immediately turns away. Jim is looking at me from the top to the toes and from the toes back to my eyes. "We will have lots of customers tonight," he smiles. For the next 4 weeks, I start working at 6pm and close the store at 2am. Most of the times my husband comes to pick me up. Jim comes a few times, sometimes with my husband. My job is preparing betel nuts. Selling them to the customers when someone comes in or honking from their car or motorcycle in front of the store. The first few days are very uncomfortable with short skirt. I'm used to after the first few days. All customers are guys; some are as old as 60 and as young as early 20's. Almost all look at my body. Some are a bit shy, others are plain rude. Slowly, I start to chat with them a bit and find out they will spend more if I talk to them. It's almost 1:30am tonight. It is raining again! Not too busy today. My husband just comes into the store. He looks at me and gives me a thumb up sign. I'm wearing a white lacy dress with a long sleeve blouse. I look conservative at the top but the dress is very short. I hear a honk. I know it is a customer. I slide down the tall stool and see my husband's eyes are on my crotch. He must have seen my black panties. I quickly deliver a box of betel nut to the customer. While I was at the side of the customer's car, I purposely bend down so my husband can see my ass and panties from the back. Once it is done, I turn away and see Jim is standing at the side of the store and his eyes are on my ass. I'm used to that kind of look; in fact, his is not the worse I've ever seen. I ignore him and walk into the store. Jim comes in and says, "It is raining tonight. I don't think we will have customers. We can close the store early and we need to sit down and talk." Jim closes the front metal door. I walk into the washroom, to change. I hear a knock, and my husband comes into the washroom. "You are so hot today. Are you always like that?" He smiles. "Yes, don't you like it?" I ignore him and facing the mirror preparing to change. "I love it." He holds me from behind and hand straight to my breast. "Stop it. Jim is outside." He kisses my neck and continue caress my breast. I'm getting hotter. His right hand move down to my ass, slide up my skirt and squeeze my ass while his left hand is on my breast. "Wait till we go home." I say. He does not say a word, and his right hand goes inside my panties and start rubbing my clit and pussy lips. His middle finger move inside my pussy. I moan. He removes my blouse. He unzips the zipper at the back of my dress. He turns me into facing him. I can see from his eyes, he wants me now. He pulls apart the strip of my dress; it falls to the floor slowly. I close my eyes. He unhooks my bra. His left hand is on my right breast and is sucking my right nipple. His left hand goes inside my panties; his middle finger is inside me. He stops. I know he wants to fuck me now. I don't care Jim is outside, I want him now too. He removes his pants and underwear, his cock is ready. He lifts my left leg up to the dressing table; he pulls my panties to the side and enters me. I close my eyes again. I hold him tight at his neck. He continues pumping his cock deep inside me. He fucks me for 2-3 more minutes and then he says, "I am coming". I feel the jerk coming from his cock. He releases inside me. I feel the hot sperm inside me. I can feel that he has a bigger load than usual. I hold him tight. "You are so excited tonight, why?" I ask as he is pulling his cock out of me. "Because of you. I can't resist, you look so sexy tonight." "You like me wearing this dress?" I smiles. I'm wiping the sperm coming out of me with the panties, as there is no tissue within my reach. It is a mess. He kisses me in my mouth while his soft cock is pointing at my belly. I wrap my fingers around his cock. I knee down, and for the first time I kiss the head of his cock. "Wow" I get the encouragement. I take his cock into my mouth. My tongue swirl around the head of the cock. I look at his face; he is unbelievable of what I'm doing to him. "Let's wait till we get home." I say. "Yeah." He leaves the washroom. I clean myself further. He makes a mess. I have no panties to wear. I change to a t-shirt and the jean skirt I wore earlier. I walk out to the resting area where Jim is standing by the fridge and my husband is making a tea. I sit on the sofa. I feel Jim is eyeing my legs and give me a naughty smile. I don't suppose he knows what happens inside the washroom earlier. I can still feel the sperm is coming out slowly. "The business has not been so good." Jim sighs. "There are a few stores down the road. They are doing better than us." "Yes. I notice that too." My husband says. "They have young sexy girls." Jim immediately adds, "That can't be the reason. I'm sure Pam is a lot more attractive than those young girls". He is looking at my legs again. "I can't compete with the young people." If it was before, I will sure give Jim a harsh look. I've heard worst comments. After all, it is a complement. "Do you think it is because of how you wear?" Jim asks. "Come on. I can't wear the same dress these young girls are wearing. What else do you want? I have no money to buy them." "No money? I will buy you anything you want." He pretends taking out his wallet. We all laughs. "How can we improve the business?" Husband asks. "These young girls are wearing bra and skimpy short/skirt. Can see what is underneath easily." Jim says. "If hiring other people is fine, but I can't let Pam wearing that to work." He pretends to be a gentleman. He looks at my legs again. My short skirt moves up higher due to the soft sofa. I don't want to move or pull my skirt; I can still feel the sperm is coming out. "Pam, what do you think?" Husband asks. I'm a bit insulted and before I say anything, he continues, "If we can't do anything, we may have to close the business down." A long pause. "Let me try it. " I finally say. "Are you sure? " Jim quickly asks. "I will give it a try, if I can't, we will have to hire other people to do." "I mean do you dare to wear just bra and skirt? Da Hua, will you get jealous?" Jim turns the question to my husband. "This is just business. Don't have to worry about me; I know we all want the business to succeed." "Wearing bra only!?" Jim asks. "I know." I walk right into the washroom. I take off my t-shirt. I'm wearing a lacy red bra and a blue jean skirt. I look myself in the eyes. I tell myself: "It is just business. I can't let this business fail because of me." I walk out with just bra and the jean skirt with nothing underneath it. Of course, Jim and my husband do not know about it. I act normally. I walk pass Jim and sit on the sofa again. My husband looks at me and quickly turns away to look at his cup of tea. Jim's jaw is half-open. "Is this OK?" I ask. "Wow, Pam you're very sexy. Da Hua is a real lucky man." I laugh. I intentionally let my skirt moves up a bit to see more of my legs. Jim can't stop eyeing me up and down with a naughty smile. "Can you pass me a can of beer?" I ask Jim. "Sure." He takes a can of beer from the fridge and leaves it on the coffee table. I think he intentionally leave the can of table at the far side of the table so I have to reach. I grab the beer, knowing he pays full attention to my movement. He must have caught a good view of my cleavage when I grab the beer. I open the can and drink half of it. I feel a bit horny having another guy starring at me. I close my legs tight. I finish the can of beer. "It is late, we should go home." I have to stop Jim from looking at me. I put on my t-shirt and we all left the store. (6) Shopping Jim is driving Sara and me to shopping. My husband is busy and he can't join us. Instead, I ask Sara to come with me. I know he is not comfortable about me wearing bra and skirt to work. He and I did not talk about this matter after that night. I know he is not happy, and maybe feel insulted for having me to dress like that. I think that night was a mistake. I shouldn't have agreed to Jim's suggestion. He creates a trap for me to fall in. Perhaps that night I was horny. Knowing me, I will never ever agree to this. I'm an attractive woman, I'm afraid as I'm getting older, I'll become less attractive. Working as a betel nut girls, although it is not a very prestige job, I receive many attentions from guys. It makes me feel young and makes me feel wanted. Jim just parks the car. I ask, "Where do you want to wait for us?" "Do you know what to buy?" "Of course. This is lady's stuff." "Yes, but this is for work. You can't buy the stuffs you wear at home. You should buy something sexy but not transparent ... "Jim is trying to describe which kind of bra we should buy. "Are you sure you know?" "Errr ...." I hesitate. "I go with you two." Jim quickly volunteers himself. I don't feel right about this, but I do not say anything. We take the escalator to the top floor to the bra department. The store is empty. I come across a red bra. Before I even have chance to touch it, Jim says "This one is not good, too conservative." "Oh." I feel my face is numb. My throat is blocked and couldn't say a word. I look around. I see a sales girl approaching us. She asks "how can I help you?" "We are looking for bras", Sara says. "For you?" "No, it is for my mom." "Wow, your mom looks so young. I thought she is your sister." She laughs. I know she is eager to make a sale. Nevertheless, I feel good about her complement. Jim points to the left. "Let's take a look at those." He is pointing at the underwear set with garter. "Do you see anything you like?" The sales girl asks. "This one is good." Jim points at black lacy bikini underwear with garter. My face turns red. I'm not comfortable. "Your husband has a good taste. You will look good in this." The sales girl looks at me. "Do you want to try this one too?" Jim quickly says, "We will pick different styles. We want a few sets." The sales girl immediately knows Jim is paying. "I will show you a few styles, they just arrive." She points to a few styles and asks if I like them. Jim says, "Let she tries the black one, the white one, and the yellow one." "What's your size?" The sales girl asks me. "My mom's size is 36C." Sara says. My face is burning hot. I can't wait to go into the changing room. Once I'm in the changing room, the first one I try is the black one. It is a bikini set, with bra, panties, and garter. The set also comes with a satin short rope. It looks good on me. I try the white one. It is like a nightgown with a push up bra at the top, almost transparent silky front from the bra down. Facing myself in the mirror, I can see my pubic hair clearly. I have to trim them. We are busy trying. I end up buying 4 sets. "The style here is not very trendy." Jim says after he pays. "You picked them." I regret as soon as I say that. Luckily, Sara immediately asks, "Where can you buy more trendy stuffs?" Looking at her, she is not feeling embarrassing at all talking about it. "Will bring you guys there next time." He looks secrecy with a naughty smile. "Luckily it is easy to buy this stuff; all I need is your measurement. "My size is 34A and mom's size is 34C." I don't feel anything this time. He already knows. Jim sends Sara back to the university before we go back to the store. My husband is not in the store. I go in to the changing room with the new underwear set. I stand in front of the mirror, starring at myself. I hesitate, but I change to the black bikini set. I put on the garter, and then the satin robe. I again look at myself in the mirror. I look so sexy in front of the mirror. "Should I wear them tonight?" I put on a light yellowish skirt I bought last week. Gosh, the bra is so visible from the gap between the robes. Cleavage can clearly be seen by anyone when I bend down. I look like a slut. I wonder what the college boy will think if he sees me in this outfit. I'm sure he will get excited. Will he imagine making love with me? Squeeze my breasts with his smooth hands? The thought of showing him makes me excited. I reach down my black panties; I can feel the dampness on it. I'm hot. I hear a knock, "Is everything alright?" Jim asks. "Yes." I just realize I'm in the washroom for almost 20 minutes. The shopping bag hang behind the door accidentally drops to the floor. I bend down and pick up the bag. I suddenly see a tiny little black thingy at the corner behind the door. I look closer. "It is a super tiny camera." I almost scream. "It must be Jim's. Oh no." I turn away facing the mirror now. I remember what husband and I did last week. My face is hot. I've change countless of time here in this washroom. Sometimes I'm completely naked after a shower. I just feel myself in front of the mirror. "What should I do? Should I confront him?" If my husband knows about it, I'm sure he will beat the shit out of Jim. What happens to this store? We need the money. I like this job. I suddenly feel flattering; this is the same as the college boy is doing. They are recording me. "I'm coming." I unlock and open the door. "Wow. You look unbelievably hot." Jim eyes are on my breast. I'm used to this. This is the first time he uses the word "hot" on me. I roll my eyes at him to express disapproval. "Stop looking at me." "Da Hua is so lucky." "I'm sure your girl friends are sexier than me." I flirt. "Yes, they are sexy but you're classy and sexy combined. My kind of girl." I roll my eyes at him again. He stays at the store all night. I ignore him. In fact, I should say I don't have time to talk to him. It is so busy. I wonder it may have something to do with my new outfit. I'm glad that it turns out well. I'm serving the customers almost non-stop from 11pm to 1:45am. I finally have time to sit down. It is 5 minutes from closing. I call my husband, "Can you please pick me up?" "Yes, see you in 30 minutes." "OK. I wait for you." I look up and Jim is starring at my thigh. I quickly pull the hem of my skirt down. He has his eyes on me all night. I know he must have seen my panties many times tonight. I just remind myself, he has the little camera in the washroom. "Stop starring at me." He laughs and he is closing the front metal door. "Do you know how many boxes of betel nuts did we sell today?" "150?" I guess. "240." Wow. I couldn't believe we sell this many boxes. That is our record. I slide down from the tall stool. I do not cover my skirt. He has seen a lot more than my panties. I walk toward the table and bend slightly in front of the table to check the record book. This is the closest I'm with Jim. "Wah, they are beautiful." He is not pretending anymore, his eyes fall on my breasts. "You're so fair. They are silky white." I feel a hot fire going through my body, from my head to my toes. I'm enjoying as much as he is enjoying. I ignore him and continue looking at the record book while he is checking out my breasts. I'm always proud of my breasts. They are of the perfect size and are in good shape after all these years. I see a big lump in his pants. He is enjoying the show I'm putting on. "Da Hua is so lucky. I can only imagine what is under the bra." Jim says. "Are you not tired today?" "Very." Without any warning, he pulls me down to sit on his lap. "Ah, what are you doing?" I pretend to struggle to get up but his hands are tight around my waist. "I'm trying to let your poor legs rest." He points at my legs while continue holding my waist. I can feel his hard cock pushing into me. He continues to lift my legs with his left arm while his right arm is around my waist. To avoid falling back, I automatically hold him on his neck while my left breast pressing into his chest. "Let go." "Not if you promise one thing." I know whatever his request is, it can't be good. I ask anyway, "what?" I feel the fire inside my pussy. "Can I put some lotion on your poor toes? That surprises me. I thought he wants more than that. "OK, but let go of me first. Da Hua is coming." He stands up while holding me; I have no choice by hold on to his neck tight. He slowly places me on the table. He moves the chair out of the way. He knees down in front of me. He takes out a bottle of lotion from a drawer and removes the heel from my left feet. He applies the lotion on my left feet in a circular motion. He does the same to my right feet. He then lifts my right leg up to place it on his left knee. He has a perfect view into my panties. Jim's eyes are focusing on my panties while slowly spreading my right leg. I try to cover my panties with the short skirt, but it is hopeless. With the way it is going, he soon will see my pubic hair from the edge of my panties. "Stop it before I get angry." That seems to stop him from continue spreading my right leg. His eyes are still at my panties, as if he can see through the wet panties to see my pussy. Without a bit of hesitation, I push him away and quickly walk into the washroom and close the door behind me. I sit on the chair beside the sink. My panties are soaking wet. I'm facing the little camera by the door. I don't know what to do. Having the camera there does make me feel a little unsettled. I know Jim is aroused too. I know he would have fucked me if not because of my husband. Don't know how long I'm in the washroom until I hear my husband's voice. Still facing the camera. I slowly remove my panties. I put on a skirt and then my jacket. I throw the panties inside my handbag. I don't know what I am doing this. I quickly leave the washroom. Jim is talking to my husband. I tell my husband I'm tired and want to go home now. We leave the store. I do not look at Jim again. (7) The movie night The store has been so busy after I change my work outfit. Although the outfit is more revealing than what I want, I'm enjoying the attention and complements I receive. I'm usually very exhausted after work. Nothing has happened between Jim and me after the last incident. Tonight is an exception; the store isn't that busy after 11pm. "It is raining heavily." My husband says as he is walking into the store with Jim. Jim says, "We should close earlier. It is raining. You can go home earlier." "Yes, I'm tired. My feet are killing me and I'm hungry." "I know you're hungry." Jim passes me a box of cakes. It is not unusual for Jim to buy me foods at this time of day. "Where did you buy them? They are very good." I say as I'm eating the cake on the sofa in the rest area. I finish the cakes in less than 1 minute. I was hungry. Jim passes my husband and me a can of beer. My husband takes a sip of it and turning on the TV. He flips a few channels. Nothing interesting is showing on TV. "I have some adult movies if you're interested." Jim is asking my husband. I just notice a bag on his left hand. My husband turns toward me and his eyes wonder to my transparent robes. He can clearly see my yellowish bra. He did not say anything. Jim immediately passes a DVD to my husband. My husband looks at the cover and plays the DVD. I feel a bit uneasy. I escape to the washroom. That's when I hear the front metal door is closed. When I'm back, Jim and my husband are sitting at the both ends of the sofa. "Switch off the light." Jim asks. The light makes the uneasy feeling slightly better. I sit in between Jim and my husband. The TV is playing a photographer taking pictures of a lady who is wearing extremely sexy. At the back of the studio, another girl is peeking at them. Slowly, the photographer is all on the sexy lady while the other girl at the back of the studio is touching herself on the breasts. She then lifts her skirt and start to touch her pussy while watching the couple making out. Betel Nut Girl I turn sideway and hold my husband's hand while pushing my breasts toward his left hand. I don't want to watch the video. I'm tired. I must have passed out for a few minutes. The next thing I know, my husband pushes my bra up and cups my left breast. Since Jim can't see what we're doing, I just keep quiet and enjoy the moment. My husband's hands slowly work his way down to my belly button and untie my robes. I can feel myself starting to get wet. I can see the outline of his hard cock from in the front of his pants. I slowly rub his cock through his pants. My husband gives me a kiss in my forehead while his hand is playing with my breasts. The foreplay lasts for another 8-10 minutes until my husband lifts my left leg up toward his chest so he can have freer access to my pussy. He slowly rubs my pussy lips through my wet panties. I moan my enjoyment for the first time tonight. My husband slowly pulls my panties to the side and sinks his finger deep inside me. I moan again and press my hips toward his hand. I have totally forgotten Jim's presence. Suddenly my body jerks. I bite my lips trying to stop moaning out loudly. I just have the most wonderful orgasm while my husband finger fucking me in the presence of Jim. I put my hand on his hand to stop him. "Go to washroom", I say quietly on his ear. I jump up and walk into the washroom. My husband follows immediately. He closes the door behind him. Without a word, I bend down to unbutton his pants and take out his hard cock. I get down on my knee and take his hard cock into my mouth. I suck him up and down and take as much as I could in my mouth. It just takes a few minutes as my husband is pushing his hips up to me. The washroom is full of wet sucking sound. I feel his cock rapidly move in and out of my mouth. Suddenly he stops and I feel the burst of come shoot inside my mouth. He is in shock for a split of a second and he quickly pushes his cock in and out of my mouth until he releases every single drop of his sperm into my mouth. I quickly spit all the sperm into the sink and rinse my mouth with water. He holds me tight from behind. I can still feel his hard cock on my ass, moves involuntary after his orgasm. I turn around and hold him tight. I take a quick peek at the direction of the camera. Jim will see all of this. Jim is gone when we come out from the washroom. The movie is still playing on the TV. I see two men and a woman. One man is fucking the lady and the lady is sucking the other man's cock. My husband says, "I like your sucking better." I roll my eyes on him and switch off the TV. We leave the store soon after. (8) Last Night Since the business is picking up, we hired two girls to replace me. I'm relief but at the same time feel a bit lost. I enjoy the job very much and love the attention I've been receiving from guys, including my husband. Today is my last night at work. It's been raining all night. It's been chilly. It is unusually quiet for a Friday night. My husband called, "How's everything?" "I'm tired." "My car broke down and I'm stuck in Tao Yuan. How's the business?" "It's been quiet. Are you OK?" "Yes, but I don't think I can be back tonight." "Drive carefully tomorrow." He hung up. I'm tired and cold. I decided to close the shop earlier. After debating whether to stay or to go home, I decided to take a hot shower and a nap on the sofa. As I'm taking the shower, I'm thinking how different would tonight be if my husband is here with me. We can have a little fun in the washroom. I'm accustomed to the little camera in the washroom and enjoy the added pleasure knowing Jim will be watching us while we're making love. I love the hot long shower. It helps making me feel more relaxing. With only a towel on me, I opened the fridge looking for a drink. I settled for a small glass of red wine. I switched off the main light and left with a small table light. As I switched on the TV, Jim came in. He must have come into the store while I was in the shower. "Ah. What are you doing here?" I'm covering myself with the only towel on me. "Da Hua called and asked me to pick you up. How can I miss seeing what you're wearing now?" Jim is eyeing my much exposed body. "What are you doing quietly out there?" I'm used to this type of complements. "I'm sorting out the parcels. This is what I ordered for you." I just notice a box on his hand as he is handing it to me. "What is it?" I'm opening the box. Jim is quiet. I look it up and see him looking at me. I have to admit that I enjoy the attention he is paying on me. I open the box and see a sexy white lingerie set and a black lingerie. "Don't you know today is my last day?" "You will look really sexy in them. Trust me, you will love them." The set is a 3-piece set. It comes with a transparent push up lacy bra, G-string see through panties, and a small see through vest with lacy flowers at the top and bottom edge. I pick up the vest and measure the length of it on my body. It covers my breast till half of my butt. It is very sexy. "These are too revealing." The black lingerie is a one piece lacey night gown. The length is 2-3 inches above knee. "They are imported products from USA. They will look nice on you." Jim is filling up my glass of wine. "I don't think they are appropriate." Even though I'm complaining, I'm still checking out the lingerie. "They are your size. Please try it later as I can still return them if the size does not match." Jim explains. "What is this?" I'm pointing to another bag Jim is holding. "That is mine." "What's that?" "Underwear." "Why you're buying underwear? Can I see?" I smiled while taking a sip of the glass of wine. "Of course." Jim immediately filled up the glass of wine. I opened the other box and it is a sexy men underwear with leopard print on it. "Do you dare to wear?" I asked. "Of course, I'm wearing one now." "Seriously?" I doubt it. "I can show it to you." Jim stood up and pretending about to take off his pants. "No. I believe you. What's this?" I'm pointing to a spray can in the same bag. "This one is a new product. I was told using it will have the same effect of wearing shiny stocking and can also be used as massage oil." While we are chatting, I finished the glass of wine. "Do you want to try yours on?" Jim is checking my exposed legs and thigh again. "OK. Do you want to try yours too?" I asked jokingly while walking into the washroom. I took off the towel and checked out the black gown more closely. It is a low cut draw string nightgown. I put it on. The gown is semi transparent but with a few lacey patterns covering nipples and pussy area. I am sure nipples will be visible under a bright light. I readjusted the gown a little bit. I'm very impressed with this dress on me. I left the washroom and headed to the rest area. "What are you doing?" I was shocked at first when seeing Jim only in his leopard pattern underwear. "My shirt and pants are wet. I also want to prove to you that I'm wearing this kind of underwear. Didn't you ask me to change?" He is pointing his finger to his crotch area at the same time his eyes are starring at my breast. "What do you think?" I asked. "You look so sexy." "How much did you pay for this?" I looked at Jim's underwear as I was sitting down on the sofa. His underwear is not big and I can see the bulge inside the underwear. It just shocks me that we're wearing like this and alone. "You look so sexy." Jim repeated while passing me my glass of wine. I had an uneasy feeling about what we're doing. Without thinking twice, I finished the glass of wine. "This gown is OK, not too revealing." I'm trying to convince myself. Jim filled up my glass of wine again. "Do you want to try the other one? White is my favourite colour." "OK." I just want to leave this area. I feel naked in front of Jim. I took off the black gown inside the washroom. I'm checking the white lingerie set. I pick up the bra. It does not cover much. I put it on and gosh, I can see the nipples pinning at the bra. I put on the G-string panties. I see my pubic hair from the tiny transparent panties. I turn around and look myself in the mirror, I see my raised butt with a white string going through the crack. "This is so sexy." I take a deep breathe in front of the mirror. I'm feeling sexy in this outfit. I am not sure I should show this to Jim. I can't wear like that in front of him, afterall, he is my husband's best friend. I was about to change back and notice the vest came with the set. I put it on and tie the strings slightly above my bra. It covers the nipples but the panties is in plain view. I move the vest down slightly to cover more of my butt. Now the bottom edge is covering most of the panties while still displaying my butt. I hesitate a bit but decide to let Jim sees. I'm sure he has seen a lot more of me through the camera. I put on a pair of high heels and walk outside. "WOW! I love this one." Jim praised. "This one is too showing too much." I regretted as soon as I left the washroom. The shape of my breast and butt are clearly displayed under this dress. "No. This is perfect. It is exciting." "Guys all like to watch women wearing sexy dress." I'm checking the dress on me. I don't want Jim to accidentally see my nipples or see my pubic hair. I sat on the leather sofa. The feeling is weird. I feel the coldness on the leather sofa. It is weird but at the same time exciting. I picked up the glass of wine. "Wah!" From Jim's expression, Jim must have seen something when I picked up the glass of wine. I can feel my face is hot. I quickly finished the glass of wine. "If you're wearing like this, I'm sure we will double our sales." "Ya right!" I rolled my eyes. "It does not matter. You can bring it home and enjoy this dress with Da Hua. I'm sure Da Hua and you will make love all night." "Enjoy what? We're so busy." It must be due to the alcohol. I didn't feel offended by his words. In fact, I feel better now since Jim just mentioned my husband's name. At least he is still aware I'm his best friend's wife. "Let's try this spray." I opened up the cap of the spray and sprayed a little bit on my left leg. I applied the oil on my legs. Now my left leg looks a bit shiny. "Weird feeling." I complained. Jim must have a few glasses of wine. His face is a bit red. I can feel he is harder than just now. His cock is pushing on his underwear. "I don't know how long it will take to dry." I'm a bit naughty. I crossed my legs. I applied more oil and slowly massaged my right leg. I'm not too worried about him crossing the line. If he wants to, he has plenty of chance and don't have to wait till now. "It may take a few minutes to dry." Jim is watching me closely. "Ah." I must not have hooked my bra properly. The hook is brushing against my skin. "What happened?" Jim is shock too. He must have paid full attention to me. "The hook is huring me." I'm trying to fix it myself. "Let me take a look?" Without waiting for my reply, he held my shoulder with one hand; turned me over to back to him; raised the vest and checking on the hook. Doing so, he can see my butt in plain view thanks to the g-string panties. "It is not hooked properly." Jim unhooked my bra and trying to hook it back. He seems to have problem hooking it. "Can you hook it?" I'm holding the bra against my breast. "I only know how to unhook. I never hook a bra before." He may be right. I just keep quiet and let him taking his time to hook it back. He must have taken 1.5 minutes to hook it. "Thanks." I turned around just to stop him from starring at my butt. I almost bumped into his face. He immediately held me on my shoulder with both of his hands. "Be careful." "I like the colour of your legs." His right hand is still holding to my left shoulder. "Really?" I looked down to look at my legs. I see the shiny pair of legs. "It is not too even." Jim said as he is watching closely on my legs with his face just inches away from my breast. He sprayed more to my legs and thigh. "What are you doing?" He kneed down in front of me. He did not say anything and start to wipe the excess of the oil off my thigh and slowly applying it on both of my thighs. His hands are big. He slowly applied the oil from my thighs to my legs. He continued doing it from the legs back to my thigh again. I can feel his breathe on my thigh. I'm numb. He is just inches away from my panties. "Raise your foot." He raised my left leg and put it on the coffee table. I lost my balance and held on to his shoulder. "What are you doing?" Jim did not say a word. He took off my heel. He slowly massages my feet. It feels so good. I don't think my husband has ever done that to me. After a few minutes massaging my foot and toes, he put my heel back on. This is the first time a guy wear a heel on me. He then ran his hand from my foot to my thigh a few times. He hand is getting closer to my panties every time he moved up. This is no longer applying the oil. It is more like making out. Jim lifted my left foot back on the floor and lifted my right leg to the coffee table. I know he is going to do the same on my right leg. I did not stop him. He slowly applied the oil and moved his hand up and down my inner thigh and leg. His hand touched my panties briefly a few times. I can feel the wetness in me. Every time his hand moved up, deep down inside me, I was hoping he would go up further. With his hand movement and my wide spread legs, I can feel my pussy lips opened and closed as if it is waiting for him to come in. I tried to control myself. I keep thinking he is helping me applying the oil. I hope he would stop and not crossing the line. His hand suddenly stopped on my panties. Before I had the chance to push his hand away, he used his index finger tip touch me move across my panties line from my left inner thigh to the right one. I was worried about his action, afraid his finger would wonder inside my panties. But he did not. He kept moving his fingers left and right. That assured me that he was not going to try anything further and helped me relax and enjoy it. I'm relaxed now knowing that he knew where the line was. "You must be enjoying." I laughed. I think he must be enjoying it as I can see the ever bigger bulge as if it is going to jump out anytime. "I love to do this for you everyday." He slowly stood up and gave me a wide smile. "You wish." Both of my legs are full of the oil. I don't want to make a mess on the sofa. I just stood there. "So shiny." Jim is pointing at my legs. He filled up our glasses. "Cheer to this pretty lady." He finished his glass of wine and indicated me to do the same. I finished mine. "I had enough. I had too many glasses tonight." "Don't worry. If you're drunk, you can sleep here." "You're trying to make me drunk?" I can feel my hot face. It must be red too. "How long do I have to wait before the oil dried?" I asked. "20 minutes." "I have to stand for 20 minutes!" I complained. "Don't worry, I will apply it on me too so we both stand up and wait." He sprayed a load of oil to his legs and started to apply them. He did exactly what I did earlier, slowly applied the lotion. This is the first time I've seen a guy applying oil in front of me, not to mention in this hilarious way. I couldn't stop laughing. I squat down and continue laughing. Without warning, he suddenly spray it to my shoulder and back. It is a mess. "What are you doing?" I screamed. He did not say a word and slowly massage me on my neck and shoulder. His hands massaged my shoulders and brushed my bra strings many times. He did not try to take the bra off. He knows his limit. His massage skill is pretty good. "You should change your career. Look what you did to me." I laughed. "We're both oily." He smiled and sat down on the sofa. "Don't sit on the sofa." "Sit beside me." He suggested. "No." "Or you can sit on my knee." As soon as he said that, I felt both of my legs are tired. "Come on." He turned me around and pulled me toward him. I slowly sat on his knee, knowing full well he can see my full ass. "Are you afraid of sitting on something you shouldn't?" "I'm afraid you cannot handle my weight." Jim pulled me toward him and now I'm sitting on his lap. Due to the oil, I slowly slide down to the end of his lap. I can feel his hard cock under my ass. He continued massaging my neck and shoulder. "Your vest is full of oil." He said as he was moving both of his hands to my breast pulling the strings apart and took off the vest. I did not stop him. I'm enjoying his massage. He continued massaging my neck, shoulder, and back. Slowly he moved his hand to the front of me, moving up and down from below the bra to the waist. He applied more oil to my shoulder. Every time he moved his hand up and down, he tried to feel my breast by stopping at the bottom of the bra. "Your bra is covered with oil." He spoke as he was trying to take off my bra. "Let's be clear. You cannot see my breast." "OK, I will not see anything I haven't seen before." I didn't pay attention to his twisted words. He took it as a OK signal and quickly unhooked the bra. He then smelled my bra. "Hey, give it to me." He threw my bra to the floor. I think he wanted me to pick it up but I didn't. I'm almost naked, with only the skimpy g-string panties on me. Jim intentionally moved his knee slightly up. My bare back is now touching his bare body. He continues moving his hand up and down my waist. He is testing whether I would stop his hands. He moved his hand slightly closer to my breast every time. He is touching the bottom of my breast. I know that I should stop him, but I didn't. I know that this has crossed the line. I enjoy his massage very much. Finally his hands cupped my breasts. "Ah." I moaned when his hands squeezed both of my breasts. I'm hot and I felt like melting. I feel it is wet and hot inside me. As he continued caressing my nipples, I can feel his hard cock on my ass, pushing toward me. "We got to stop." I stopped his hands while they are on my breast, begging him. "It is just a massage." He continued squeezing my breasts. "This is not a massage anymore." "I promise, this is just a massage. I won't do anything you don't want me to do." "Are you sure?" I'm hot and wet. I can't even control myself. "Of course." He spoke softly beside behind my neck and suddenly he licked my ears. That's my most sensitive part of my body. I moaned loudly as he is kissing and licking my neck while squeezing my breasts. "You .. ah .. you ..ah" Jim is playing with my nipples. I've gone crazy and cannot stop moaning. I had an orgasm. Jim must have sensed it too. He hugged me tight from behind. We did not say a word for a few minutes. He then turned me to facing him. I quickly covered my breasts with my hands. Although he just touched and squeezed them, I still don't want him to see. "I told you I don't look at anything I haven't seen before." Jim is spreading my hands trying to look at my breasts. "What!?" "I've seen your breasts before." "When?" He did not say anything and lifted my hands up. My bare breasts are now exposed in front of him. I'm shy and closed my eyes. I know what is going to happen. He pushed me toward him and is sucking my left nipple while cupping my right breast. "Mmmm" I moaned again. His other hand is squeezing my ass and pushing me toward him. I can feel his cock just outside of my pussy. The only protection I have is my panties and his underwear.