I had been working in the shoe shop for a couple of years when the senior salesman in the Gents department had a better offer from a rival shop as an assistant manager so left at short notice -thus it was that I was promoted to senior salesman and a young guy called Martin was employed as junior.
The shop was a high class type selling mainly middle and top range shoes . The layout was as follows the Mens and Childrens was on the ground level this being so that women with children or prams did not have to climb the stairs where the whole of the first floor was devoted to ladies shoes and handbags.
The ladies dept had 10 female sales assistants led my a middle aged Spinster as Senior Sales She always greeted the first customer and then the others filled in age of precedence. This meant if they got to 4 and 'Senior sales became free she would take the next customer- thereby the juniors never got a customer until the shop was really busy or the Seniors passed a customer on.
As they were on commission this was somewhat an unfair but was customary in all department stores at that time. The Childrens dept had a senior sales and junior same as the Gents. On a Thursday the manager took the morning off as it was half day closing and the Senior Sales upstairs became his stand in.
The Two girls in the Childrens dept took the Thurs off and I watched the Gents while my Junior served the childrens in their absence. Such it was that as we were very often quiet on a Thursday as most of the Shops took it as half day closing so customers were few and far between, It gave us time to dust and tidy replenish stock from the stockroom at the back ready for the busier Fri and Sat .
Thus it was that Martin and I started chatting , if we left the stockroom door open we had a good view of customers coming into the shop as to whether they were going up to the Ladies or coming to Mens or Childs Depts This allowed us time to dust and check stock,
We were both in there one day and I was getting to know Martin more , I found he was very religious and a member of Salvation Army as were his parents, I cant remember now how we came to discussing it , I can only think Id been to the local Department store and bought some new nylon Adam briefs by Wolsey which were the "modern " underwear as you could get them in a variety of colours. Martin possibly saw the bag and asked what I had been buying.
When I told him he remarked that he loved nylon underwear and without further a do undid his trousers and showed me he was wearing Black nylon Skants by Y front which had very narrow sides and were cut in a V shape front and back. With a single layer of nylon even though black I could see a very impressive outline of its contents!
Martins trousers fell to his knees so I asked to see the back how they fitted he turned around and I could see a fit nice butt crack thru the stretched material. When he turned around again a wet patch had seeped thru the nylon, So I without hesitation asked his opinion on mine and dropped mine knowing my white nylon Adams were even more revealing especially as im cut.
His hardening cock now showed a larger patch of precum and I reached out and touched him thru the material, He moaned in appreciation and shut his eyes as I gripped his length thru the material he was now oozing a great deal so with a finger I rubbed the precum thru his pants OOh he said and he could stand it no longer pulled down and the front and released the beast and what a gorgeous cock he had - it was similar length to mine but uncut and his foreskin had peeled back to reveal a lovely soaked head dripping with precum I gripped it and asked if he wanted to touch mine, He declined but I could tell he was enjoying my touch of his by his demeanour and moans.
I started to move his foreskin forward and back over his lovely head within a matter of minutes he was saying he was cumming I grabbed a handful of tissue paper we used for packing shoes in boxers and caught his enormous load of hot cum as he trembled and delivered into the paper.
He wiped himself and we were just getting respectable again, when we heard footsteps we could recognize as the Ladies senior sales coming down the stairs and shouting us as the Lamson wasn't working properly so she had to come down to the till!!! She hadn't a clue what had just occurred - as she was a Miss so possibly never seen a cock in her life!
