I pulled the glass from the bridge of her nose as she worked up and down on my shaft, it was no good in damaging them since they were no longer necessary.
When she’d walked in to my shop I’d known instantly I’d be taking advantage of her situation, the clearly broken set of glasses in her hand, the desperate look on her face, and the empty store.
“Hi, can I help you?” I had asked innocently enough, knowing full well what she wanted.
“Hi, I, uh… well?” she had said, holding her broken glass out and shrugging her shoulders.
I’d let out a sympathetic laugh and taken them from her, “Well then, let’s get you all fixed up.”
After that it had been easy enough to talk her in to a “free” eye exam that had prepped her mind, and then simplicity itself to get her to try on my custom glasses that would finish the job.
She took my all the way in and gave a little wiggle at the bottom, I reached up and gave her hair a stroke before pushing her a little farther down as she gagged.
“Good girl.” I said and felt her whole body shiver in response.
She continued to bob up and down until she tasted the first drops of cum, and then she swallowed all of the load I gave her.
She’d be doing a lot more of that now, and not just my own cum, but that of any of the men I sent her way.
I let her clean me up and then I got dressed and we both headed back out to the front of the store. As we passed through the back doorway, she ran in to the door frame and let out a yelp.
I chuckled and shook my head, “Well, I guess I still have to fix those glasses for you, don’t I?”
