A Perfect "Thank You" Received

It was about 7:30,
On a Wednesday evening.

Strolling in the shopping mall.

Just finished my coffee,
Tossed the cup in the trash,
Turned,
And,
Saw them.

Mother and daughter --
Daughter limping in an ankle cast;
Mother carrying a box,
Hugged to her front,
Trying to see,
Trying to walk,
Trying to not stumble,
Trying to not earn a cast like her daughter's.

Didn't give her a choice,
Took the box from her,
Put it over my shoulder,
Not heavy,
A bit awkward,
Ask,
"Where to?"

Mother hesitated,
Daughter said,
"To our car?"

I answered,
"Lead on."

Followed them,
Enjoyed the view,
Of a pair of,
Very,
Very,
Nicely shaped,
Asses,
Swinging,
Right about,
Perfectly,
In their,
Similar,
Short,
Tennis style skirts --
On down the mall,
Out the door,
To,
What,
I assumed,
Would be their car.

Along the way,
I over heard,
A very quiet,
Whisper,
"Mom,
You've got to,
At least flash him,
Your boobs,
For carrying that."

And,
"OK,
Then,
If you won't --
You open the back of the car,
For him to load the box,
While I get in,
Slip my panties off,
Pull my bra up,
And,
Give him the 'Thank you',
He really deserves."

I put the box in the back,
Of their Bimmer,
Turned toward the front,
Passenger side of the car,
Where the door was standing open,
Reached for it,
As if,
I was going to politely close it,
Glanced in,
And it was,
Exactly,
As I had overheard --
Twin,
Perfectly shaped,
Size C,
Small nippled,
Breasts,
And,
An unexpectedly,
Cleanly,
Shaved,
Pussy,
With her fingers,
Just,
Slightly parting the lips.

I looked up,
Saw that her eyes,
Were focused,
On the bulge,
Clearly visible,
In my pants.

She raised her eyes,
Met mine,
Blushed,
Licked her lips,
Bit the lower one,
Then the upper one,
Stammered,
"Thank you,
For carrying the box,
And --
Sorry,
To leave you,
Like that."

As she pulled her blouse together,
Fastened a button,
Swung her now closed legs,
In to the car,
And pulled the door shut.
I heard,
From the driver's side of the car,
"My turn."

As I approached,
The partly open,
Driver's door,
(Expecting,
A similar,
"Thank you"),
I heard,
"Come closer."

I stepped into the,
Narrow opening,
Of the partially,
Open door,
Glanced down,
Just as,
A hand,
Reached for my zipper,
Found it,
Unzipped it,
Reached in,
Found the cause,
Of the bulge in my pants,
Pulled it free,
Stroked it,
Firmly,
Once,
Twice,
Thrice --
And,
I watched as it,
Disappeared,
Into her mouth.

She knew,
Exactly,
What she was doing,
And,
How best,
To go about doing it.

WIthin moments,
She was swallowing my cum,
Licking her lips,
And saying,
(To her daughter),
"That is how you,
Properly,
Thank him,
For his time,
And effort."

She tucked me,
Back into my pants,
Re-zipped them,
Again licked her lips,
Winked,
Closed the door,
Started the car,
Backed out of the parking space,
And drove away.