It was a slow day at the mall, and the store was mostly empty. That’s when she walked in. A young woman, dressed in tight jeans and a low-cut top, her long black hair cascading down her back. She had a certain allure to her, something that made her stand out from the other shoppers.
The security guard, Jake, watched her carefully from his post near the entrance. He had been working at the store for a few years now, and he knew how to spot a shoplifter when he saw one.
As she browsed the racks, he couldn’t help but notice the way she kept glancing around the store, as if she was looking for something. And then, he saw it. She slipped an expensive dress into her bag, and tried to walk out of the store.
Jake quickly sprang into action and approached her near the entrance. “Excuse me, ma’am,” he said, “I need to see your bag.”
The woman looked at him, startled, and tried to make a run for it. But Jake was too quick for her. He grabbed her arm and pulled her back into the store.
“Let go of me!” she yelled, struggling against him.
“Not until you give me back what you stole,” Jake said, holding her tight.
The woman looked at him, defiant. “I didn’t steal anything,” she said, but Jake could see the guilt in her eyes.
“I have security footage that says otherwise,” Jake said, “Now, are you going to give it back, or do I have to call the police?”
The woman looked at him for a moment and then sighed. “Fine,” she said, pulling the dress out of her bag.
Jake took the dress from her and then looked at her again. “What’s your name and age?” he asked.
“Ava, I’m 23,” she replied.
“Ava, I’m Jake, the security guard here,” he said, “Listen, I don’t want to call the police, but I can’t just let you go without some sort of punishment. I have an idea, but you’re not going to like it.”
Ava looked at him, suspicious. “What is it?” she asked.
“I’ll let you go, but you have to do something for me first,” Jake said, “I need some… help… in the back office. In exchange for letting you go, you have to… pleasure me.”
Ava’s eyes widened in shock. “You want me to have sex with you?!” she exclaimed.
“I didn’t say sex, I said pleasure,” Jake clarified, “It’s up to you. Jail or… this.”
Ava looked at him, considering her options. She was young, and she didn’t want to go to jail. And there was something about Jake that made her feel safe. She nodded her head in agreement.
Jake led her to the back office and locked the door behind them. He told her to take off her clothes, and she did as she was told. He admired her body as she stood there, naked, in front of him.
He told her to get on her knees, and she did. He unzipped his pants and pulled out his cock. He was already hard, and he couldn’t wait to feel her lips around him.
Ava hesitated for a moment, but then she took him into her mouth. She sucked and licked, and Jake moaned in pleasure. He grabbed her head, and thrust his hips forward, fucking her mouth.
It wasn’t long before Jake was ready to cum. He pulled out of her mouth and told her to turn around. He bent her over the desk and entered her from behind.
She screamed in pleasure as he thrust into her, filling her up with his massive cock. He grabbed her hips and pounded into her, hard and fast. She could feel the orgasm building up inside of her, and she knew it was going to be a good one.
He reached around and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it roughly as he continued to fuck her from behind. She screamed out in pleasure again as another wave of pleasure washed over him.
Jake could feel his own orgasm building up inside of him, and he knew it wasn’t going to be long now. He grabbed onto her hips tightly and thrust into her one last time, filling her up with his hot cum.
She was tight, and Jake groaned as he slid inside her. He started to fuck her hard, and Ava moaned in pleasure. It didn’t take long before Jake was ready to cum again. He pulled out of her and came all over her ass.
Jake sighed in satisfaction and pulled up his pants. “You’re free to go damn your pussy felt good,” he said, “But if I ever catch you shoplifting again, I won’t be so lenient I need to get home, the wife cooking Lasange.”
Ava quickly got dressed and left the store. Jake watched her go, feeling a mix of satisfaction and guilt. He knew what he did was wrong, but he couldn’t help but feel turned on by the whole situation.