From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: The Shoplifter (FF, lesbian, nc)
Date: 12 Jun 1996 21:47:42 GMT

			   The Shoplifter
				 by
				 TB

	I was trying to think of something to write and found my
experiences were far easier to write than think of new ones so here is
my first installment. Hope you enjoy:) TB

	It was my senior year of college and I had discovered my true
sexuality during my freshman year so I knew what I liked... Other
women. I was working in one of the "higher class" dress shops in a
local mall while attending college. The money was fair and the
discount on dresses and foundation garments was almost enough to make
the job worth it.

	One night just before closing I noticed a young girl in the
more adult section of the store. We had a pretty good collection of
"bedroom" attire. I turned my back to her and watched through the
security monitors as she slipped something into her purse. I knew what
she was doing and I also knew what she had taken. It was a pair of
crotchless panties. They were easy to recognize because I had a pair
on just like them. I watched her for a few minutes longer to see if
she was going to shoplift anything else but she was evidently content
with only the panties. She had no idea I had seen her or was even
still watching for that matter and was confident she was going to get
by with it.

	The way the shop was laid out she was going to have to walk
right by me in order to get out of the store. Since it was closing
time she slowly worked her way to the front. She would stop now and
then to look at other items, like she was still shopping.

	I had pulled all doors except one and as she started out the
door I grabbed her by the back of her blouse. She looked kind of
surprised and asked what I was doing. I pulled her back into the store
and locked the last door, telling her I would like to see what was in
her purse. The color faded from her face when I said that. She knew
she was caught and with the doors locked she couldn't even get out.

	I took her purse and led her into the office in the back of
the store. She was really scared out of her mind by now and when I
pulled out the pair of undies she had slipped into her purse she asked
me what I was going to do. It was store policy to prosecute all
shoplifters and I pointed to the "We Prosecute Shoplifters" sign
behind the counter and told her she was going to be visiting the city
jail.

	She started to cry and I found out her name was Cathy from the
ID card she carried from one of the local high schools. As I picked up
the phone to call the police she started crying even more, telling me
her mother would kill her. I told her she should have thought of that
before. I was setting on the edge of the desk dialing the phone when
she said she would do anything if I would just not call the police.
She said she would pay any price I asked for the panties between sobs.

	"Any price Cathy?" I asked. She stopped crying long enough to
shake her head yes and I just had to really wonder how far she would
go. She was only fifteen or sixteen at the most but I was getting off
on the power I had over her and stopped dialing the phone.

	I knew from the security camera in the office would catch
everything so I told her to just sit down a minute and let me think. I
went into the back room and turn off the camera just like always. Only
this time I ran the tape back to where she was stealing the panties. I
stopped the tape as it showed me walking to the office with her and
just short of erasing any evidence, but it was right where it did need
to be erased. I pulled out the old tape and put a fresh tape into the
recorder and turned it back on, turning off all of the cameras except
for the one in the managers office. I could see her in the recorder's
monitor when it started again.

	When I went back into the office, she was waiting for me to
say something and I went back to the desk and just leaned against the
edge. "Anything Cathy?" I asked again and she said, "Yes," again. I
told her, "If you really mean that, then come here."

	She slowly walked to the desk, naively still not under-
standing what was going on. I reached back onto the desk and picked up
the panties and told her, "Since you wanted them so badly, put them
on." She really had a funny look on her face when I said that.

	"Are you serious?" she asked. I told her, "I am unless you had
rather go to jail." She hesitated only a second when she took them
from my hand. I went out into the store and found a matching bra. I
had to guess at her breast size but found a half cup that does wonders
with small breasts.

	She was practically flat chested, but the right bra does
wonders. By the time I came back into the office Cathy had the
crotchless panties on and I handed her the bra and told her to try it
too. I could tell by the way she was acting she was embarrassed to be
undressed in front of me and she turned around to slip off her blouse
and bra and put on the one I had picked out.

	She finally turned back around and the overall effect was very
nice. The half cups did wonders for her tits, pushing them up and
towards each other and I could see her blond pubic hairs protruding
from the slit of the panties. "Now that is more like it," I told her,
"Much, much better," and added, it even makes you look older." Maybe
even legal I thought to myself and really had to wonder if I should
carry this on any farther. I was horny though and my desires were in
control now. I guess my hormones were over-riding anything logical my
brain had to say at this point.

	"Now come here," I said. She stopped about a step away from me
and I told her, "Closer." She made another step and was right in front
of me. I ordered her to undo my blouse and she instantly knew what was
going on. "I'm not a queer," she said. I told her she didn't need to
be and the correct term was lesbian. She was hesitating and I asked
her, "Would you rather I just call the cops?" When she didn't answer I
added, "Do you really want to be thrown into a holding cell with a
bunch of prostitutes and who knows what?" That was all it took. She
slowly raised her hands to my blouse and began unbuttoning it. Her
hands were shaking as she slowly pushed it over my shoulders and let
it fall to the desk.

	I told her I really thought she need to unhook my bra too.
She wanted to run but she knew she couldn't go anywhere and I had her
ID card and the tape of her stealing the panties as well so she slowly
slipped the hook apart between my tits and just stared. I told her to
push the straps over my shoulders. I wanted the camera to think she
was seducing me instead of me giving her orders. She put her fingers
under the straps and pushed them from my shoulders.

	By now my nipples were hard as rocks. They were hurting and
needed some gently relief so I told her to kiss me. She moved closer
and we kissed for the first time. She was very stiff but I knew could
get her over that as I ran my tongue into her wet mouth. As we kissed,
I ran my hands over her back and let my finger nails dig into her
tight little ass through the slippery material of the panties. She
slowly started responding to our kissing and my tongue. She just
couldn't control her body.

	I finally pulled away from her and told her my nipples needed
kissing too. I watched her eyes close as she lowered her lips to my
nipples. While she sucked on my nipples I cupped her breasts in my
hands through the thin fabric of the bra and started massaging them
through the thin fabric of the bra, finding her nipples were hard
also. I know she would have been happy to stop with just kissing and
sucking but I was no where close to being through with her and
reminded her she had forgotten my skirt.

	She gave a little whimpering sound as her hands lowered to my
waist and found the button on the side of the skirt. It was one of
those long sarong type skirts that wrap around and are just held my
one button so when she unbuttoned the one button my skirt just fell
open and she was able to see I was wearing panties just like she was.

	I told her if she would get to her knees and I stood up, she
would be at the right height for what I was needing. By now she knew
she had to do anything I asked and she lowered herself to the floor
and as I stood up she moved herself in position in front of me. She
was hesitating again and I reminded her I was only one and if she
ended up in jail a cute young girl like herself could be passed around
from woman to woman. Hearing that, and fearing it was the truth, she
slowly moved her mouth to my pussy. I had to coach her though the
first few minutes since she had no idea of what to do. She was a fast
learner though and quickly had me to my peak and I wrapped my hands
around her head and pulled her mouth to my pussy as I came.

	Let me tell you, I was in heaven. I didn't know who would be
the last, but I knew her my puss had her virgin tongue first. I think
she thought it was over then but I wasn't going to let her go without
finding out just how much enjoyment she had given me.

	I quickly cleaned off the desk and told her to lie down. She
sat on the edge and pulled herself back on the desk and lay back. I
moved beside her and started sucking her tits through her bra, feeling
them harden again as I did. I unhooked it and attacked her nipples.
They were staying hard so I thought I should press on and slowly ran
my tongue down her flat stomach to the top of her panties. I felt her
shudder as my tongue made its path downward and I knew she was going
to enjoy this as much as I did.

	I moved to the end of the desk and lowered my tongue to the
slit in her panties only to find them wet. I pulled the slit apart
with my fingers and ran my tongue up the length of her pussy. I
thought she was going to come right there the way her body started
jerking and twitching. I started licking her just as I had told her to
lick me. I was really getting into this young thing and was running my
tongue as deep as I could into her between licks but the first time I
flicked the end of her clit with my tongue her orgasm exploded. She
was trashing around like there was no tomorrow.

	When I stopped, Cathy said, "God, I didn't know it could be
this good!" "What?" I asked, "Sex with another girl?" "No, just sex."
she replied. She had never had sex of any kind before. I was her
first! A virgin tongue and a virgin pussy to go along with it as well.
Very rare for the 80s.

	While that should have been the end of our little encounter,
it was about that time she noticed the little red light on the
security camera. She asked if it was recording and I just smiled and
she started crying again. By the time she stopped crying I was dressed
again.

	She asked what I was going to do with the tape and I told her
I was going to give it back when the time was right. Of course she
wanted to know when that would be and I told her when she found
another girl to replace her. She told me she couldn't just ask one of
her girl friends to just come in here and have sex with me.

	I told her there wasn't any need to do that. All she had to do
was tell one of her friends how easy it was to shoplift right around
closing time and I would take it from there and give the tape back as
well. I did tell her I wanted to know when her replacement would be in
the store and what she looked like of course. She was unsure of her
participation but I told her she was safe because anything that
happened would be because I caught them stealing.

	She may not have liked the idea, but she knew she wanted the
tape destroyed so she finally said yes and that started my involvement
with the younger set. There was hardly a week when I didn't have a new
girl to catch. Once they were caught, they really wanted the tapes
back.

	Some of them even came back for more. One especially. The
first time she came back she asked if she needed to steal anything for
a repeat performance. Needless to say I told her to just come back at
closing time and I would see to all of her needs. I also saw a couple
of them in the mall together and had to wonder if they were lovers as
well. I never asked, but I think I really know the answer.