I ducked in to get out of the rain it had suddenly become a torrential downpour and I couldn't see two feet in front of my face. I stepped inside, the little bell chimed announcing my arrival, she greeted me with a smile, "Can I help you find something in particular?"
I did a quick look around noticing the vintage woman's clothing and said, "No thanks (I pointed to the door) I just had to get out of the rain..." I felt somewhat guilty for the quantity of water that was puddling around my feet. We were all alone.
I did a double take, she was a very attractive petite brunette with short punkish hair, nose stud, and gray/blue eyes. My eyes must have lingered a bit to long for her comfort because she began to exercise her special brand of witty repartee.
"Don't be embarrassed! It's accepted in many circles these days." She said with a melodious voice and enchanting smile. "You can trust me to help you pick something out that will fit you perfectly."
I was numb from the cold and didn't quite understand her innuendo. I asked, "I dunno what you mean." I was starting to get that awkward feeling I always got when I was around an attractive woman.
She placed her hands on her hips in mock annoyance saying, "Now you know you came in here to find something for yourself (she wagged her finger at me) so don't try and deny it."
In a moment of rare bravado I looked her in the eyes and said, "I think I have found exactly what I'm looking for." My proclamation hung in the air for several uncomfortable moments.
She tilted her head down somewhat and made a coy giggle saying, "My, My aren't you the player. So what do you want with little ol' me?" She raised her eyebrows in expectation and batted her lashes.
My powers of articulation failed me I just couldn't say what I wanted to.
She said, "The suspense is killing me." She bit her knuckle in joking anticipation.
I shrugged my overcoat off letting it drop onto the floor and crossed over to where she was standing. Her look changed from playfully curious to surprise to intensely seductive, all in an instant.
I placed my hands lightly on her small waist and leaned down to kiss her gently. 'Cool, she has a tongue stud,' I thought to myself as I rolled my tongue slowly over hers.
My hands roamed over her back and caressed her hair. I could feel her breath on my neck. I looked down to see her eyes closed.
I kissed her neck, my hands found there way to her tight bottom. She was wearing a short skirt that my hands passed under, feeling the silky smoothness of her panties stretched across her firm butt. I gave a tentative squeeze of her ass cheeks, she let out a little moan that was encouraging. I wonder if she had any other piercings that I would soon discover.
She pulled me to her lips and we kissed passionately. I held her close feeling her breasts move rhythmically as she breathed deeply. Our tongues were speaking a language of their own as they rolled around softly ... exploring.
I reached down to her crotch finding it wet with eagerness. I broke our embrace and moved over to the door turning the lock and asked, "Should we?" She nodded and I turned the sign to 'closed' and pulled the shades down.
I returned to her open embrace and began to kiss her more forcefully. I maneuvered her to the edge of the counter turned her around and bent her over.
