There's Something About Gabby Ch. 04

by itscalledhazing

story tags: 18yearoldgirl, naive, dumb, oldman, busty, agedifference

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https://www.literotica.com/s/theres-something-about-gabby-ch-04

Gabby gets a job.

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Gabby had often been told that she was a special girl, and like most
people who get told that they are special, she took it as a compliment
and thought no more of it. After all, she had an amazing body for a 19
year old teenager. Standing at 5'6" her long dirty hair fell down to
her 36DD breasts, with her unblemished skin she was a perfect beauty.
Yet to everyone else the actual reason she was called special was due
to her immense naivety. Gabby was just fortunate that she had Tim, her
boyfriend. It was due to him that she wasn't getting manipulated every
single time she was at school. Now Tim wasn't the sharpest tool in the
box, but his over protective nature meant that no man was allowed near
her when he was around.

Despite her mother successfully dealing with the school investigator
and Simon helping her with his unique way of studying, she left school
a month before graduation. With no career opportunities she ended up
spending pretty much all her time around the house.

Before she left school spending time with her housewife mother, Olivia,
was a great way to pass the day, drinking wine and watching daytime
soaps. However recently, for some reason that Gabby couldn't
understand, her mother had stopped talking to her, even actively
avoiding her. Whenever she had tried to talk to her mother all she got
for her efforts was some mumbling about someone called Graham, followed
by a string of abuse about how she had failed the family and how her
poor mother had suffered so much to help.

Seeing as she wasn't wanted at home Gabby spent most of her day around
Tim's house. Now Tim didn't initially mind have her around his house at
first, having her lying on his bed when he tried to revise his papers
was one of the best distractions he could possible have. But after four
months of having her waiting in his room Tim started to get annoyed
with his girlfriend, it wasn't her body that was the problem, it was
her mouth. She had a habit of making incredibly stupid remarks or
constantly asking him inane questions and so he started to encourage
her to look for employment.

With both her mother and boyfriend pushing her out of their respective
houses, she began looking for a job. Though she tried, it soon became
clear to her that it wasn't going to be easy. She applied for every
single job that she could find, but she never seemed to get past the
first round of each application. Her constant failures were thanks to
the answers that she gave on her applications; such as writing '36DD',
'natural blonde hair and 5'6"' under attributes.

Though she was failing on the job front, Tim and Olivia were saved by
the arrival of Gabby's father from his European job. Gabby soon found
herself spending as much time with her dad as possible. She found that
having him spoil her rotten was the perfect way to spend her day.

And so Gabby found herself with her father Jason, on the way to an
appointment for a suit adjustment. Though she wasn't particular happy
with it, the promise of jewellery shopping after was a great incentive.

"I still don't understand why you need to drive half way across town
just to get a new suit. I mean there are several stores nearby," Gabby
whined loudly to her father who was driving next to her.

Jason had recently been promoted to the position of the head of
European Sales for the national bank, now in charge of over fifteen
hundred people, he needed a suit to look the part and 'Frank's Suits'
is the best place in the country for them. To own one of Frank's
individually hand made suits was a major success statement and more
than anything it made him look good. However, the store just happened
to be on the other side of town.

"Look Gabby, you need to start appreciating class, and Frank makes the
classiest suits around, so consider this as an important lesson for
you." Jason snapped in response, he loved his daughter but even he had
his limits. "Anyway you're getting your pick of jewellery afterwards so
keep quiet!"

The shop was the type of dark small hovel that littered the back
streets of the city, it was here that Frank not only worked, but lived
too.

Being born in a time of tough economic times by a single mother Frank
was taught to be tight with his money, scrimping and saving in every
way possible. His mother had taught him to stitch clothes together when
he was younger, and his business had evolved from there.

Now nearing his seventieth birthday, Frank was beginning to think that
he should retire and leave the business. Several of the department
stores were offering their own version of the high quality brands he
sold, and his business was slowly starting to lose customers, as well
as failing to attract new ones. Luckily for him, his suits had become
well known and respected by the bankers and top executives of the city.
To wear one of his suits had become a badge of honour amongst the
wealthy, allowing him to increase his prices while keeping his regular
customers. Hence Frank spent most of his time working slowly on his
suits just to pass the time whilst he muttered bitterly to himself.

Frank was in the middle of lengthening some trousers for a banker whose
waistline was growing as fast as his annual bonus whilst Gabby and
Jason walked towards the door.

"Those fat fuckers," he grumbled to the empty dusty room, "spending all
my hard earned savings on hookers and champagne." He was interrupted
from his musings by a sharp rapping noise on his shop window.

Looking up from his desk, he had his best insult ready for them, when
all thoughts he was having were wiped from his mind as he stared at the
vision of beauty standing at his shop window. He stumbled to his feet
replacing his grimace with an unnatural smile that somehow made him
look even more sinister. Those muscles in his mouth that hadn't been
exercised in years for the purpose of a smile, were suddenly straining.

Gabby shrunk behind her father as he flung open the door. The strong
smell hit her instantly; tobacco, whiskey and dampness, an awful
concoction. She recoiled as he stretched his smile even wider, showing
exactly how stained his teeth actually were.

"Please come in, come in both of you. Welcome to Frank's Suits. Now how
can I assist you today?" Jason had been told that Frank never did more
than grunt and nod so this unexpected welcome shocked him. As Jason
tried to work out why Frank was so pleasant he failed to notice that
the owner's eyes never left his daughter.

"I called earlier for a measuring appointment, the name is Jason Albe."

"Yes, yes I remember." Frank would have said anything just to get the
beauty to stay that while longer. "Now if you would like to follow me,
we can measure you for your new suit." He muttered as managed to tear
his eyes from Gabby and motioned for Jason to follow him.

Ever the professional Frank went to work, pulling out his measuring
tape as he worked on every part of Jason's body from neck to chest to
legs. Occasionally Frank stopped to suggest different cuts to help hide
the spare tyre around Jason's middle, and advice to puff out his chest,
giving him the flattering but professional business look.

Gabby couldn't help but be impressed as she watched the old man's
fingers glide over her father's body measuring each arm and leg. The
precision and delicate nature of his fingers made her mind wonder what
else his skilled fingers would be good at.

A couple of minutes later and it was all over, £250 for 30 minutes of
work was not bad at all, for a small business.

"I have now finished sir." He stood up and twisted around to his
storeroom. "If you would like to sit down here, I can draw up some
different fabrics and styles for you to have a look at. I'll be back
very soon." A short while later and Jason had finally decided on his
suit, the only thing left was to negotiate the price and when the new
suit would be ready.

"Thank you very much Frank for doing all of this, it really means a lot
to me." Jason grinned at the bored looking shop keeper, "Price isn't an
issue here but I do have a favour to ask of you," he looked hopefully
at Frank, waiting for some sort of reply but after he didn't get one he
continued.

"I've been told that you do shirts as well. Could you do two of them
for me, if possible?" Jason knew full well that Frank didn't make
shirts anymore unless it was a personal request from an important
customer, so getting a shirt from Frank would be a real statement for
his new job.

"I'm sorry Sir but I don't have enough time to make shirts anymore, not
since my last assistant left me for a department store. Better money
and benefits I suppose..." he shrugged, though the bitterness ringing
in his voice was unmistakable. He declined to mention that his last
assistant had actually left due to his wandering hands.

Jason furrowed his brow as he desperately tried to come up with a
solution that would get him what he wanted. Looking around the store
for inspiration his eyes settled on Gabby and suddenly a brilliant idea
came to him.

"How about this Frank, you need an assistant and my daughter needs a
job. Look at her she has lots of room in her brain to learn things, she
has great fingers and she is willing to work hard. I mean just give her
a chance and she will repay your kindness."

The room fell silent as Frank pretended to think about it. He didn't
need an assistant and the tight fisted person inside him was scared at
the thought of spending more money but his lustful thoughts told him
that just having Gabby around would be well worth it.

Gabby however took a bit more convincing. She noticed the way Frank
looked at her and it was making her uneasy. When her father took her to
one side and quietly reminded her that if she rejected the job there
was an endless list of chores that her mother would take great delight
in ordering her to do, Gabby soon forgot all her reservations. Given
the option of becoming a glorified un-paid servant to her mum or
getting paid to help out an old man make some suits, even she knew what
she had to do. So it was with a heavy heart she accepted the job and
prepared herself to start work the next week.

Monday morning came early and Frank woke up with a smile on his face
for the first time in years. He had learned his lessons from his past
assistant, he knew that he couldn't just blatantly grope any more, and
he needed to become both more intelligent and more clandestine with his
tactics.

Meanwhile on the other side of town Gabby was waking up as well. "It's
seven-fucking-thirty!!" She groaned loudly as she fell back to sleep. A
short twenty minutes later she found herself shaken awake, grumbling,
her eyes opened to see her father's stern face looking down at her.

"Get the fuck up! You've got your first day of work and you need to get
started on my suit. Look I'll take you into work today but you need to
remind Frank to get started on my shirt first!" His eyes lit up at the
mention of his shirt before turning serious once more, "be downstairs
in ten minutes, No later!"

When he left the room Gabby rolled out her bed and went over to her
wardrobe. Now to make the decision of the morning, dress sexy to
impress, or dress conservative to be taken seriously. Peeling off her
nightgown she stared at herself in the mirror, inspecting her 36DD
chest standing proudly while defying gravity. She stood there admiring
her body before finally deciding on conservative black trousers and a
loose fitting blouse.

After a quick wash and change she sprayed on her favourite perfume and
ran downstairs yelling out to her dad that she was ready before
snatching some toast and jumping into the car.

As he joined her in the car she started to feel the nervousness of her
first day start to catch up with her. The closer they got to Frank's
shop, the worse the butterflies in her stomach became.

"If you get sacked before he makes my suit then I'm gonna have to
disown you," he smiled as he pulled up to the shop and watched her get
out. "Enjoy your day!" Her dad yelled as he drove off.

When he turned the corner out of sight Gabby trudged towards the shop
front and walked in. "Hello. Mr...um Frank, I'm here to start work so
I'm... well... here."

Frank appeared, shuffling out of the back room. His thinning hair was
swept forward, obviously trying to hide his bald patch, and his pitiful
worn suit was clearly brought from a cheap department store. That he
didn't even waste money on himself was all too evident.

"Hello my dear, it's just Frank, so you don't need to bother with a Mr.
or a Sir," he positively beamed at Gabby as he took in her attire.

"Now if you will come with me I need to give you some lessons before I
let you loose on the public," he chuckled to himself as he turned the
Open sign to Closed and locked the door. "We don't want to be disturbed
now do we?"

He pointed towards the fitting room, signalling for her to walk
through. This was the largest room in the shop and it was where he
spent most of his time while working. In the centre of the room stood a
circle of mirrors allowing customers to see how their suit looked as
they were being fitted.

"Now then, I'm going to teach you the art of measuring, learn it well
and you'll be raking in the money! So if you would like to take off
your shoes and stand in the middle of the mirrors, I will get started,"
he motioned towards the mirrors as he gaped in wonderment at her.

Kicking off her shoes she noticed just how small he was. Even without
her heels she was still a couple of inches taller than Frank. In just
her socks, she walked into the middle and waited for her lesson to
start.

"Now then, first thing first you need to know is how to measure up your
customer. You really don't want to embarrass a fat person with a
measuring tape that doesn't fit around his hand, let alone his
stomach!" He chuckled at his joke whilst he circled around her, taking
in her delicious ass that stretched the fabric of her trousers.

"Once you have picked the right size tape you need to get started on
the top half of the customer's torso." Opening up his drawer, he pulled
out a tape that he knew was going to be too small for her, gesturing
for her to stretch her arms out forward.

"First up is the arm length. This is important as having a jacket the
pulls up short makes you the person look stupid." Taking the tape, he
measured her arm from shoulder to the bottom of her knuckle.

"Keep an eye on what I'm doing here as you will have to remember this
when we switch roles. More importantly, you need to measure both arms
because you can't just assume that they both are the same length." He
said unsmiling.

"I did that once and had to give out a free shirt as an apology." He
mused before muttering under his breath "Expensive mistake that one!"

He shuddered slightly as his fingers brushed her soft skin, touching
her for as long as possible. He was lost in thought trying to find a
way to get her naked when he was snapped from his daze by her annoyed
tone.

"You've finished with my arms now. I don't think they will get longer
whilst I stand here," her sarcasm being evident.

Laughing as if she had said the funniest joke in the world he continued
until she coughed loudly. "Ok next we have your neck."

He wrapped his tape around her neck, "you don't want it too loose so
that the collar doesn't irritate the skin, but at the same time, not
too tight or they won't be able to button it up fully." His hands
trembled as he steeled himself to continue speaking.

"I'm sorry but you will need to take off the shirt, the collar is too
stiff to allow my tape around it." He avoided eye contact as he took in
her heavenly scent.

"Wait... what I... I really don't think that this is very
professional," Gabby stuttered out her excuse.

"Well, now you understand why I don't measure women." He said shortly
"I ask all men to remove their outer clothes before I measure them!
This gives me a more accurate set of measurements."

Ignoring her continuing protests he carried on speaking, "besides, your
clothes aren't really the best for measuring. The trousers are too
baggy and the shirt is as wooden as Nicolas Cage's acting."

Based on her very limited reasoning abilities, his argument was
watertight to Gabby and so hesitating for only a second longer, she
gave in and slowly unbuttoned her shirt.

He spoke as he watched her start to unbutton her shirt, he was clearly
uncomfortable and it came across in his voice. "I realise that you
might not be comfortable with all the men getting nearly naked in front
of you, so just call me whenever you..."

Now it was Frank's turn to stutter through his words as Gabby's
cleavage finally came into view. Her tanned chest jutted out, straining
to be released from their cotton prison.

Ecstatic with his plan so far Frank had to remind himself to breathe
whilst he watched her shirt hit the floor. Bringing himself back to his
senses he remained calm as he picked up his tape again.

"I'm going to need to measure you arms again just in case I took a
wrong measurement earlier, so if you would reach out for me." He had
reverted back to his cool demeanour until he saw her outstretched arms
squash her breasts together adding to her considerable cleavage.

Dropping his tape as he walked towards her he hastily picked it up and
took a firm grip before proceeding to measure her arms and neck. Once
he was done he took a step back, coughing slightly before he resumed
his tutorial. "Now we have to measure the shoulders. You can never
underestimate the importance of this to men.

He walked around her as he talked. "For the thinner man, you need to
make the shoulders bigger to make him feel more important, but not too
big or he looks like he's been munching on steroids." He chuckled. He
was making jokes to ease his own nerves as well as trying to make her
more at ease though he failed on both counts.

"But for the fatter man you have to make shoulders that are rounder,
making him look slimmer. It's all about giving the right image and
creating a bit of self-confidence in the man." He stopped circling her
and stayed behind her using the reflection in the mirrors to admire her
chest.

Placing his sweaty hands on her shoulders he felt her shudder, taking a
deep breath, he took hold of her bra straps and slid them from her
shoulders down her arms.

"Whoa there! What the hell do you think you're doing?" She jerked
forward letting his hands slip from her, "there is a reason why I
decided to wear this thing you know!" She yelled at him.

Letting her outburst wash over him he returned to measure her
shoulders. "Listen, I needed to make a precise measurement of your
shoulders and your straps were in the way... and there we go all done."
He clapped his hands as he walked around to face her.

"You know I think you should just take off the bra all together. Your
chest size is next up and it does need to be precise measurement." He
tried to do his most reassuring smile as he saw the doubt etched on her
face. "This is all common knowledge in this business you know."

Despite his best efforts she still looked at him with doubt and so he
brought out his ace card, "and if you question me again then I might
have to return you to the ranks of the unemployed."

Beneath his placid exterior Frank was mentally kicking himself. It was
only the morning of her first day and he had already shown his ace in
the hole on top of that he had given her a way out of his shop.
However, he thought, there was a flip side if she stayed, then she was
practically submitting herself to him and his whims. With bated breath
he waited for her response.

Gabby too was kicking herself of course it was common sense to remove
her bra, how she could say something so dumb, and now her employer knew
that she was stupid. Before he could even ask her she decided to take
the lead, reaching to her bra clasp she unfastened it, letting it fall
to the floor, exposing her large tits to Frank's amazed gaze.

There's Something About Gabby Ch. 04

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/theres-something-about-gabby-ch-04

Gabby gets a job.

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She had always been proud of her breasts, they measured at 36DD and
thanks to her youthful age they seemed to be gravity defying.

Holding back his urge to openly fondle the young flesh proudly
displayed in front of him, Frank gripped his tape measure smirking as
an evil idea formed in his mind.

Taking a hold of the cold metal end of the tape, he placed it directly
onto her nipple, making Gabby gasp as her nipple started to harden.
Though he noticed her reaction he pretended to ignore it as he leaned
into her and fed the tape around her back.

Gabby could feel his breath on her neck as he pressed further into her,
causing her breasts to squash up in between them. The obvious solution
to Gabby was to get a longer tape, but after the warning about
questioning him, she was unsure about asking any further questions.

Finally he managed to make the two ends of tape meet. The result was
that her breasts had been squashed together, causing her nipples to be
cushioned by either end of the tape. Smiling to himself as he pinched
her nipples together he stood back and admired the view.

"Oh dear!" the mock surprise would have been evident to most people but
Gabby wasn't one of them.

"I think you'll need a bigger tape!" she said straight faced as Frank
let go of her nipple which in turn made the tape fly away. With the
tape on the floor, he fetched a longer one. Once again he stepped in
close and measured her chest making sure that he remained focused on
her now erect nipples.

"Here we go. This is much better..." He stood back and gave an admiring
glance. "My my my, you must be proud! How much did these cost you?"

Gabby, who had been staring upwards, trying to ignore Frank's gaze and
her own reflection spluttered as she realised what he meant. "Um...
they are real, don't they look real to you?"

"I'm really sorry, but it is rare to see two such perfect specimens on
display in front of you." His apologetic face turned into a smirk as he
continued to speak, "well, there is only one way to tell whether they
are fake or real and that is by feeling them. Fake ones are harder to
the touch, here let me show you."

Frank took her silence as an affirmation and proceeded to grope her
boobs in his hand, the warmth and softness of her flesh moulding to his
grip. Grasping one of her breasts with both hands he felt the weight as
he kneaded it between his fingers. Her nipples grew as Gabby closed her
eyes, trying to keep her composure.

Giddy with excitement Frank bent down, his mouth open and his tongue
flicking her nipple before sucking it gently, eliciting quiet groans of
disbelief from her.

Gabby couldn't believe what he was doing yet she didn't stop him. Not
only was this old man sucking her nipple, but she was actually enjoying
it as she felt her pussy begin to moisten.

Deciding that he was pushing his luck he pulled his mouth from her hard
nipple and turned back into his professional demeanour, "Right then
Gabby, next you will need to measure the stomach."

Gabby was confused, by not even acknowledging what he had just done she
was starting to wonder whether it had actually happened but the wetness
surrounding her nipple told the true story.

"This part is nice and easy, so I'll get this over quickly... I don't
want to bore an intelligent girl such as you," he grinned at her as he
quickly measured her taunt stomach.

"Finally, we come onto the legs. This is the most intimate part, but
also one of the most important." He quickly dropped to his knees in
front of her and placed the tip of the tape by her ankle before
starting to lift it towards her crotch.

As Gabby looked down on his glistening bald patch she heard him tut,
yet before he could even open his mouth she figured out what he wanted
her to do. "Wait, wait, I know what to do." She smiled at his
questioning expression.

"I need to take off these trousers don't I?" Gabby was delighted that
she had come up with the idea before him. Unfastening her trousers, she
kicked them off, leaving Frank wondering exactly how dumb she truly
was.

The hottest woman he had ever seen was now standing in front of him
with just her panties on, and damp panties at that. The temptation was
too much for him; diving forwards he latched onto her cotton panties
and inhaled the smell of her teenage arousal. The smell drove him crazy
with lust. Paying no attention whatsoever to her little mutters of
protest, he took hold of her panties and pulled them down exposing her
shaven pussy to his gaze. Now he went in for the kill, flicking at her
pussy lips before finding her opening. He sucked hard, trying to get
all of her sweet nectar into his mouth that he could.

Gabby's limited brain couldn't quite grasp exactly what was happening
to her as the pleasures coursed through her body, cutting off her what
little lucid thought processes she had. Unable to hold it in, she let
out a loud moan as her pussy lips started to quiver in excitement,
spurring Frank to dive deeper inside her cunt. "Fucking hell!" She
gasped.

"Oh God your tongue feels so good inside me." She grabbed hold of
Frank's sweaty head and pushed him deeper into her crotch.

"Deeper, deeper inside me, I'm gonna cum." She yelled as she ground
herself against his face.

"Fuuuccckkk yes!!..." She screamed as she soaked his face with her
juices her eyes rolled whilst her knees shuddered.

Panting heavily as she recovered from her orgasm, she gasped loudly
when she felt the cold metal of the tape hit the inside of her leg.

"Inside leg, 34 inches," he announced to no one in particular still
hungrily licking his lips. He watched her blink rapidly waiting as she
slowly came to her senses.

"Now my apprentice, you need to show me how much you have learnt from
me." He smiled as he stood up and stretched out his arms expecting her
to start measuring him.

Instead he watched her bend over and pick up her clothes putting his
foot on her top he motioned her to get up. "Come on, come on, the
sooner you start on me the sooner I'll let you leave to go home."

Quickly forgetting about her clothes she picked up the tape lying on
the floor and faced him. She looked at him, "um, I think you need to
take off your suit jacket."

Frank wasn't in the best shape of his life, but if a pretty naked
teenage girl asks you to do something that involved disrobing for her,
you definitely don't question them. And so a short while later Frank
found himself standing there topless with Gabby measuring his arms,
then his neck, chest and stomach.

Frank growled as he felt her skin press against his, her breasts
squashing in between them as she measured his chest. All too soon she
finished measuring him and released him from her embrace announcing
that she would be measuring his legs next.

He silently prayed that she would take the initiative and repeat
exactly what he had done to her, and for some reason his prayers were
answered. Her hands went to his trouser latch, undoing them before
pulling them down, along with his underpants.

Watching her mouth grow bigger as her eyes stared wide with wonder at
his cock he felt the pride well up inside him. Thicker and larger than
the average, it was a shame that the most amount of company it had was
his right hand.

"It must be at least eight inches," she whispered. A dream like state
took hold of her body as she wondered what it would feel like, both in
her hand and inside her. Only the twitch of his cock brought her back
to earth.

Realising that she needed to finish measuring him she placed the start
of the tape just below his ankle and slowly started to move her other
hand up higher towards his crotch.

"Twenty-three inches" she said, grateful it was all over. Unfortunately
his condescending voice cut short her joy.

"Uh... uh no, I don't think you quite did that correctly. You didn't
measure my whole inside leg, you stopped just short. If you do that
with customers, then you will have men wearing sagging trousers. They
might as well show their boxers to the world, or skate and listen to
Ozzy Osbourne or whoever... and you will be out of a job!"

It took her a while but eventually she moved to measure him, once more
she started at the same place before edging closer to his hanging
balls. She got as close as she dared until she felt her hand briefly
knock against his sack, mortified that she had got so close she yanked
away.

"NO! No, come on you're not doing it properly, you must learn to do
this properly young lady." He looked sternly down at her as he tried to
shock her, "otherwise, with each wrong measurement you make, you will
be fined per inch against your wages."

Frank tried to add some authority to his voice as she stared up at him
panic on her face. Keeping his harsh demeanour he suddenly smiled,
"yes! Yes I've got it! I've just realised why the measurements will be
wrong. My penis is not usually this big! This never usually happens
with other customers ahem... um... there is only one way to get out of
this."

He shrugged his shoulders as if there was no other option, "you're
going to need to relieve my condition to get me back to normal." He
said all of this in such a matter of fact manner that Gabby couldn't
find any argument to use against his words.

Watching as the deep purple head of his engorged cock twitched right in
front of her, she swallowed hard and reached out her hand. Stroking her
fingernail down the length of his cock before grasping it firmly she
quickly got into a well practiced rhythm. As Gabby pulled on his cock
Frank groaned, delighted that his plan had actually worked. The only
thing he hadn't reckoned on was his inability to hold off his orgasm.
Reaching down he grasped at her breasts, pulling on her nipples as his
own excitement grew.

"Ohhh God, fuck yes..." he half yelped as shot after shot of cum flew
out of the tip of his penis, hitting her square in the face. It took
him over two minutes until he finally calmed down.

Slowly Frank came down from his high, trying hard to catch his breath
as he saw his cum drip from Gabby's pretty face to her chest. Picking
up the tape Gabby once more measured his leg "26 inches." She announced
triumphantly.

"Brilliantly done Gabby, I couldn't have done it better myself. Every
single measurement is correct. Well done indeed." He clapped her on her
back as his other hand reached up to fondle her breast.

As he pinched her nipple he leaned in close to her ear and whispered.
"As a reward, I will let you can go home early."

A quick cleanup later and Gabby was on her way home trying to figure
out exactly what had happened. She was standing outside her house and
she was still nowhere near working out how the past hour had unfolded.
All she could tell for sure was that she had experienced the most mind
blowing orgasm. She was saved from her confusing thoughts by the buzz
of her mobile phone.

The next morning came around far all too quickly for Gabby as the loud
alarm clock rang loudly, shaking her awake. Cursing herself for going
out last night, she downed the glass of water on her bedside table and
fell out of bed. Noting that she was tight for time she quickly
finished her morning routine and ran for the bus.

As Gabby got to the shop, she tried to calm her emotions before pushing
open the door, immediately coming face to face in greeting with Frank's
grizzled features.

Not wasting any time, Frank started in immediately, "Right, same as
yesterday then, do you want me to show you again or do you think you're
ready to go straight into practicing on me?"

Frank was delighted he hadn't been expecting her to come back at all
let alone the very next day. But now she was here he knew that he was
going to be able to manipulate her again.

Whilst Frank was grinning inanely Gabby, on the other hand was still
hung-over from last night. With her head ringing she didn't fancy
trying to remember each and every precise measurement. "Um... I think
it would be better if you could show me how, then I can practice on you
some more."

A short while later she found herself standing in the middle of the
fitting room surrounded by mirrors topless for the second day running.
Once again her breasts were squashed together by Frank's clammy hands
with his tape connecting her two nipples.

"Wow! 36 inches..." He shook his head in disbelief. "I still can't
believe that these babies are real. You must be so proud!"

Gabby usually would have taken it as a compliment, but with his hands
mauling at her breasts, she was anything but proud at that moment. As
he went to fall to his knees, she had a sudden flashback to yesterday,
gagging at the memory she stopped him.

"I think I'm ready to practice on you now," her voice sounded more
panicked than she had intended but it had the desired affect as he
stepped back from her.

"Well then it's your turn to measure me. Are you ready?" He smiled at
her happy in the knowledge that he was better prepared today. He had
already cum that morning as he relived his measuring session with Gabby
the day before, now he was ready for round two.

"I think I might as well just get naked right now it'll save time
later." He stated simply before stripping, ignoring the grimace from
Gabby as he threw his shirt to the corner, quickly followed by his
trousers and then finally his boxers.

Gabby had wished never to see a naked old man again in her life, but
clearly today her wish would not be granted. Sighing in frustration she
took the tape measure and slowly began to take his arm, chest, stomach
and neck measurements.

Though she took as much time as possible on his torso she knew that she
couldn't stop the inevitable and so, reluctantly, she dropped down to
her knees. Trying to avoid his semi rigid cock she slowly reached out
with the tape only to see his shaft grow in length in front of her
captive eyes.

Frank coughed bringing her eyes up to his, "whenever you're ready I
think you will need to relieve me you know just so that you can measure
me effectively." Frank smiled as reassuringly as he could manage.

Expecting him to explode early again, she grabbed his hand and began to
stroke it, winching each time he jerked. However still nothing happened
and Gabby was starting to tire. Even though she kept changing hands and
despite being a good forty years younger than Frank she could feel her
muscles start to cramp.

"I don't think I can do this for much longer please tell me you are
close," Gabby pleaded.

"Look your hand feels great, but it just isn't enough stimulation for
me this time. Um... why don't you take your efforts up to the next
level?" The optimism was evident in his voice so much so that even
Gabby knew exactly what he was suggesting.

Mentally gagging at the thought, she swapped her hands again, trying to
lessen the dull ache of her overused muscles. Yet it had no effect
cursing everyone and everything she knew she had no options open to
her.

Resigned to her fate, she removed her hand from his cock. She wrinkled
her nose as smelling his odour was bad enough, let alone having to
taste it. "Just tell me when you're gonna to cum, alright."

"Yeah yeah, whatever love, just open your mouth and get to work!" He
grunted before groaning as he felt her mouth swallow the tip of his
cock.

"Yessss!" the word came out like a hiss as Gabby continued to engulf
his cock, sucking hard sensing the taste of cum overpowered her other
senses. Frank couldn't believe it. It had been forever since he had
experienced a warm, wet mouth surrounding his cock, and now here he was
with a teenage beauty on her knees with her mouth clamped tight around
his cock.

Placing his hands on the back of her head he guided her head up and
down, groaning as he encouraged her to take more of his cock into her
mouth. Letting her up long enough to take a breath he took a firmer
hold of her hair and thrust his cock into her mouth again until finally
he had his entire length embedded in her sweet mouth.

Gabby could feel the pulsating cock throb as she sucked harder
wondering when this ordeal would be over. With a pleading look in her
eyes she glanced up at him but instead of taking pity on her and
slowing down, her look only seemed to spur him on. With her nose
smashed against his sweaty groin she tried hard to relax her throat
gurgling loudly as his full balls swung up and hit her chin. Knowing it
was only a matter or seconds before he came, he gripped her hair
tighter and let out a howl as his cock erupted violently in her mouth.

"Oh fuck yes! Ahhhh" he growled as he held her head down giving Gabby
no other option but to start swallowing.

He continued to shoot more of his spunk in her mouth as she fought
against her natural urge to gag. His sickly seed trickled slowly down
her throat whilst she swallowed hard.

Eventually he stopped, releasing his tight grip and allowing her to
fall back gasping for air, cum dripping from the sides of her mouth.
"You said you were going to tell me when you were going to cum." Each
word spluttered out as she regained her breath.

"Yes...yes I did," he shrugged before continuing, "but you never said I
couldn't cum in your mouth!" sniggering he saw that she was about to
protest and so he spoke again before she could even speak.

"Look, why don't I just make it up to you. Go ahead and lie down and
relax."

Once again Gabby sported a confused stare but she still obeyed his
demands. Lying down, she felt his hot breath on her nipples quickly
followed by his thick wet tongue slobbering all over her breast,
chewing and biting her nipple to erection. After the abuse she had just
received minutes ago, her body was easily taken over by electric
sensations as he continued to suck at her nipple. Whilst his lips were
occupied with the upper portion of her body, his other hand had reached
her trousers, pulling them down along with her panties.

Though her eyes were tightly shut she could still hear him spitting
loudly as he removed his mouth from one nipple before returning them to
her other nipple. She didn't have to wonder for long about where he had
spat as he quickly pressed his wet fingers against her exposed crotch.
Rubbing them around her puffy lips he managed to coax a murmur of
satisfaction from Gabby. Grinning he spat on his hand again before
pushing two fingers inside her hearing her grunt as he did.

Raising his head to hers he began thrusting his fingers up and down
violently, as she let out a loud gasp he seized the opportunity and
forced his tongue inside her mouth.

She had never felt anything like it before his fingers seemed to touch
her pleasure button keeping her constantly aroused. As the pleasure
coursed through her body he pulled his fingers free quickly, replacing
them with his mouth. Biting on her clit he was rewarded with a loud
scream escaping her lips.

"God yes, you dirty old man, you like eating me out don't you." She
panted between each sentence as her hips thrust upwards trying to get
his soothing tongue deep inside her pussy.

Letting out a staggered gasp a wicked thought crossed her mind.
Grabbing hold of his head she pushed him onto his back and sat directly
on his face, grinding her pussy over his drooling tongue.

Frank was struggling to breathe as her forceful grinding coated his
face with her juices, but he really didn't care! If there was a better
way to drown than in a hot teenage girl's cum, he didn't want to know.

Looking up, he saw her grab at her breasts, pinching her nipples as her
groans grew louder and her pussy got wetter.

"You filthy pervert, your tongue feels... great" She gasped loudly as
he forced his tongue deep inside her, flicking it as his top teeth
slowly grated against her clit. Trembling she felt her orgasm began to
build. With a sharp intake of air, her whole body shook as she started
to climax, releasing a torrent of her female cum into his waiting
mouth.

There's Something About Gabby Ch. 04

by itscalledhazing (UID 1298984)

https://www.literotica.com/s/theres-something-about-gabby-ch-04

Gabby gets a job.

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Eventually she calmed down. As her senses came back to her she could
feel his tongue still lapping at her pussy. Exhausted, she collapsed to
one side and shame started to fill her as the realisation hit her that
a man nearly three times her age had made her orgasm once more. Whilst
she was deep in thought, at least what passed for deep thought for her,
she heard him mutter something about having to open up the store. Once
he had put on his clothes he licked his lips whilst he watched Gabby
getting dressed. When she was covered up once again he was finally able
to tear his eyes from her.

Unlocking the shop entrance he shuffled to the backroom to start
working on some trousers. The rest of the day passed uneventfully, as
there were no customers at all. Gabby meanwhile was tasked to sort out
the bottom drawers of the filing cabinet she had thought of asking why
the upper drawers didn't need sorting out but she bit her tongue. Frank
knew exactly what he was doing, seeing her delightful ass wiggle in
front of him as she bent over to sort the papers was a perfect way to
spend the morning.

It was nearing four in the afternoon when Frank remembered his only
appointment of the day. He was due to fit a suit for a young schoolboy.
If the parents had the money, then he could just about stand a spoilt
kid for the hour. However, he had a bigger problem than the pending
appointment at that moment, thanks to Gabby's hypnotic ass his cock was
now straining against his trousers.

"Gabby!! I'm going to need your help. Now please," he yelled out for
her.

"I'm coming!" She hollered as she came running into the back room. She
stopped abruptly at the door when she saw Frank. There he stood with
his trousers around his ankles and his raging erection pointing
straight at her.

"Listen I have an eleven year old spoilt brat coming. He will be here
in about twenty minutes and he needs to be measured... and I have a
problem," Frank shrugged as he pointed towards his very obvious
erection. "I've been trying to get this thing to go away since this
morning and you're the only one who can do it for me." He waited for
her to make a move but she was still frozen in the doorway, "so if you
don't mind!"

Finally she managed to find her voice, "so you want me to measure this
kid for you then?"

He shook his head in amazement he couldn't believe how dumb one person
could be.

"No, no... you have missed the point totally. You'll need at least six
more teaching sessions before I can set you loose on the public." He
smiled at her, "besides, having someone like you to measure him would
probably be too much for the young man."

He looked at her and then gestured down to his cock once again. "Just
relieve me now, otherwise we lose a customer and you will be losing
this month's wages," he told her impatiently.

Shaking herself awake she walked towards him keeping her eyes fixed to
floor before she dropped to her knees. For the second time that day
Gabby reached out and took a hold of his cock.

"You have ten minutes to save your pay cheque, so you best raise your
game." He informed her as she opened her mouth allowing him to thrust
his hips forward, his fattened cock basking in the warmth of her mouth.

Throwing his head back he groaned loudly as he let her do all the work,
taking more of his cock until his tip invaded her throat. "Five minutes
left... you know, you can always use your tits to help speed this up,"
he smirked at her as he licked his lips.

"What is with guys and my boobs" she muttered as she unbuttoned her
blouse exposing her bra encased breasts.

"Oh my, that's it. Leave it just like that." Stepping forward he took
hold of his shaft and placed it underneath her bra strap sighing as he
felt it cushion in between her vast cleavage.

Thrusting up his hips, he forced apart her breasts as his tip poked out
at the top. Taking hold of her hair he pushed her head down whilst his
hips picked up speed.

"Stick your tongue out," he ordered.

She knew immediately what he wanted as she reluctantly complied. Each
time his cock emerged from her cleavage she sucked the tip in before it
disappeared again.

Lengthening his thrusts he felt himself get closer to orgasm.
"Fucking... amazing... oh God yes, quick open your mouth." Pulling his
cock free he thrust into her mouth as he exploded for the third time
that day.

Stepping back to admire his handiwork he watched the cum trickle from
her open mouth and down onto her stomach. Frank's afterglow however,
was interrupted by a sharp knock on the shop door. Pulling up his
pants, he sprayed some aftershave onto his crotch as he left Gabby on
all fours with her shirt open and her hair in a mess.

The kid was just as Frank expected, obnoxious, and also demanding of
everything under the sun to make him look good. Whilst Frank tried to
please the kid in the next room, Gabby was trying to make herself look
presentable. She knew the clientele of Frank's shop were wealthy, and
she really wanted a part of that wealth but to do that she needed to be
out there. Hurrying as quickly as possible to fix her make up, Frank's
nimble fingers were finishing up the measuring session with the boy.

Smiling to the father he ushered him over to the shop counter, he added
up the figures before speaking to the man and presenting the total due.

"Thank you very much sir. If you just leave your deposit here I'll get
working on it as soon as possible. Though if you need it urgently, I
can get it finished in two weeks for an extra five thousand," he
fiddled with his pen as he waited for an answer.

It usually took him two weeks to complete a suit, but every chance he
got to make money he willingly grabbed it with both hands.

"Get it done in three days and I'll give you five times that." The man
turned and headed for the door shouting behind as he pushed his son
from the shop, "call me when you're done," and with that he left
leaving Frank alone with the challenge handing in the air.

"Twenty grand for three days work... that's enough to pay for Gabby's
wage for two years!" he muttered still congratulating himself as he
walked to the backroom finding Gabby trying to flatten her hair.

Smiling at her he placed his hand on her bum and gently squeezed,
"there you are. Look I'm closing early for the day so you can go home
now and come in around midday tomorrow."

Once more she found herself utterly confused, wondering whether his
good deal was another ploy. Shrugging away her concerns she decided to
take advantage of his generosity, so picking up her bag, she hurried
from the store.

After Gabby left, the hours ticked past with Frank busily working on
the suit, not stopping until four in the morning when he had finished
the trousers. Rolling over to the corner of the floor, he grabbed some
fabrics from the shelves and covered himself up before dropping off to
sleep.

It was ten past midday when Gabby finally arrived at work. Pushing on
the door she was immediately heard the soft sound of snoring coming
from the store. Fear gripped her as her imagination started to go into
overdrive calling out Frank's name she crept nervously into the fitting
room. Finding no one there, she was seriously starting to contemplate
leaving all together when she heard the snoring was broken by a grunt.
Her curiosity had now got the best of her so gearing herself up, she
peered around the door and saw a lump of fabric slowly rising and
falling in the far corner of the room. Creeping up to it she
tentatively kicked at it harder and harder until she heard Frank groan
loudly. Looking down at his tattered clothes Gabby couldn't help but
think that he looked more at home on the streets than as an owner of an
upper class suit store.

"Um Frank, you're not looking too good today. You get any sleep last
night?" She enquired as she saw his bleary eyes blink rapidly.

"Yeah, yeah I'm fine," he grumbled whilst he picked himself up hearing
his back crack from his poor sleeping position. Stretching, he walked
towards the toilet and splashed some water on his face from the sink
before tuning back to her.

"As you can see, I have sewn a pair of trousers and half of this
jacket, once I finish this it means a bonus for you and me." Flexing
his fingers, Frank returned to his sewing machine.

"Your first job today is to get me a coffee and some breakfast. Here's
ten pounds be back in thirty minutes." He handed her the money and went
back to work.

Later, with her first and only job finished, Gabby sat in the fitting
room reading her latest celebrity magazine, waiting until she was
allowed to leave.

The caffeine coursed through Frank's body, giving him the energy boost
he badly needed. Every so often his mind drifted to the beauty that was
sitting in the other room and her talented mouth. It was only a matter
of time until he could feel his cock start to swell and strain against
his trousers.

"Um... Gabby could you come here please. I need your help." He tried to
sound cheerful, but his voice still gave Gabby goose bumps as she
walked towards him.

Seeing her enter the doorway he smiled baring his stained teeth, "Hello
my dear, as you know if I can complete this for today then we will both
get a lovely big bonus... but I'm having a concentration problem that
only you can help me with."

He attempted to use his eyes to get the message across to Gabby, but
judging from her wide eyes and vacant look, it wasn't working.

"Um... I'm not sure what you mean. Do you want more coffee or something
else to eat?"

"That's not quite what I had in mind just listen carefully. All of the
blood that should be energising my brain is energising another part of
my body... a part of my body that you can help relax so I can resume my
work... are you following me now?" Frank slowly explained watching as
he saw the cogs of her brain turning to work out his intentions.
Suddenly her face lit up and then darkened, as she finally understood
what he wanted her to do.

"If I get this done tonight then we can both get a bonus but if I take
until the next day, then you get nothing, so it's up to you." He
emphasised his words, trying to get her to understand what he was
getting at.

It didn't take long for Gabby to reach her conclusion. Coming around to
his chair, she turned him around to face her before she unfastened the
top of his trousers, pulled down his zipper and pulled out his cock.

His equipment stunk even more than she remembered, but once again she
forced herself to stroke his rod up and down, spitting on her hand for
lubrication. Opening her mouth, she took the tip of his rank smelling
cock in. Forming a tight seal with her lips she sucked hard forcing a
loud moan to escape his lips. Flicking his tip with her tongue she
cupped his balls, massaging them as she looked up towards Frank's face,
really hoping to see a signal that he was close.

Frank's face was a picture of pleasure grasping her hair in two clumps
he held her steady as he forced the rest of his cock inside her mouth.
Holding onto her head, he began to thrust harder into her open mouth,
smashing his groin into her forehead. He carried on ramming his cock
into her throat, enjoying her warm mouth as he energetically continuing
to thrust. With each thrust he kept his cock lodged in her throat for
longer as Gabby spluttered and slobbered, quickly coming to the
realisation that a different tact was needed.

Forcing her mouth off his cock, she spoke in between gasps. "Please
just use my pussy, please," she begged him, wanting this to end
quickly.

Frank didn't know what he had done to deserve this, but he thanked the
heavens as he watched Gabby strip. Shedding her pink blouse, her bra
quickly followed as she closed her eyes trying to work out what exactly
made her to say what she did.

Dropping her trousers and her panties she stood in front of him as he
gazed at her body with an overwhelming lust in his eyes. With a stupid
grin on his face, he felt her pull him to the floor as she grasped his
old but still very hard cock. Straddling him, she positioned his cock
at the entrance of her wet cunt.

She had no idea why she was aroused but the taboo thought of fucking
this old man began to excite her. Deep in her own erotic thoughts, she
quickly came back to reality as Frank, tired of waiting thrust upwards,
entering her hot tight cavern for the first time.

"Ohh fuck!," they both gasped at the same time. Frank, gasping in
satisfaction whilst Gabby in surprise. Her tight walls stretched to
accommodate his cock as it slid all the way in.

Frank was in heaven, he had a tight teenage body impaled on his cock
and he was not going to pass up on this opportunity, he was going to
fuck her like there was no tomorrow.

As she sat on his groin, she closed her eyes groaning as she slowly
started to lift herself up. With her boyfriend away, she had gone too
long without a good fucking and the pulsating warm shaft inside her
felt so good. "Soo big!" she sighed as she dropped down again.

"Fuck me!" She gasped, her clutching cunt was so tight around his cock
that she could feel his throbbing veins against her inner walls as she
began to fuck him. Frank could feel her juices flowing as he grasped at
her tits. Kneading her abundant breasts, he pinched her nipples as he
thrust into her cunt, grunting through his teeth.

"Oh fucking hell that feels good!" Gabby grunted. The words came out
strained from her clenched mouth as much to Frank's delight, she
dropped on top of him her hair falling over her shoulders as she
pressed her breasts together offering them to his salivating lips and
mouth.

Grinding her hips she could feel his cock twitch deep inside her as he
bit down on her nipples. Her breath became even more ragged as she felt
his arms circled around her back whilst his cock pounded into her
gushing cunt.

"You dirty man ohhh, you planned this all along and you wanted me ever
since I walked in here." She shrieked into his ear, "Ahh yes your cock
feels soo good." She gasped into his ear as she could feel her orgasm
begin to build.

Gabby was trying desperately not to cum on this dirty man's cock but
she knew that it was inevitable. Pushing herself up, she screamed out
loudly as his relentless thrusting brought her over the top. Still
Frank was not letting up. Twisting her over so he was on top, he
slammed into her while he licked his lips and watched as her large
breasts jiggled. With her cunt spasming around his cock he could feel
himself start to get close and he watched mesmerised, as Gabby
continued to convulse in ecstasy.

"Fuck me!" She screamed her eyes rolling back in her head before he
clamped his mouth on hers, forcing his tongue deep into her mouth.

Wrapping her legs around him she could feel her climax roll on as his
own orgasm took hold. Tensing up, his cock spurted shot after shot of
cum into her pussy. He could feel her kiss him back as her orgasm
finally started to wane.

Releasing his mouth from hers, he grunted loudly as he buried his shaft
inside her. His cock jerking several more times allowing the last few
drops of cum to spurt from his cock. Feeling his body relax, he kissed
her again before rolling off her.

Gabby felt his softening cock escape her abused cunt as she heard him
pant wildly next to her. Grinning as the warm feeling from their
fucking continued to rush through her body, she imagined that this was
the first proper workout that he had had in several years and for some
reason it made her proud.

"Fucking hell you were amazing... I think you fully deserve the bonus!"
His voice interrupted her thoughts, yet she could not manage to reply
to him.

"What, the cat caught your tongue?" he smirked at her, "well then you
can go home and rest I don't think your body could take me again
today," he chuckled at the thought. Picking himself up and returning to
his sewing machine, Frank was feeling a lot better than before.

She watched him start sewing as once again she grabbed her clothes and
pulled them on, before putting a mint in her mouth and leaving the
store. Slowly she made her way home, wondering why she had enjoyed
having sex with him so much. When she got home, her mind started to
wonder about what he was going to do with her after the weekend. She
had planned to write down what had happened and perhaps tell her
father, but then her eyes caught sight of the pool in the garden. With
all other thoughts now out of her mind, Gabby pulled on her bikini and
jumped into the pool.

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