A Wife Transformed:
from Innocent Young Bride to Kinky Ravenous Slut in only Nine Months
Part III -- Month One weeks one and two.
Early Steps and Preparation for Bigger Changes Begin -- The Journey becomes more Serious
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3rd Part of a multi-part story of how a wife in just nine months comes out of her cocoon to be become a sexual dynamo.
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A New Kind of Workplace
Monday at about 9:30 Anna honked the horn and Sheila rushed out to the blonde's German sports car. She had slept like a log, exhausted by all the sex and drinking and overall debauchery over the last two and a half days. Sheila had taken an hour after her cup of coffee to get her new outfit together, though to be honest, there wasn't a lot of clothing to put on. However, she was not exactly full of energy yet today, and in the first day on the job, she didn't want to disappoint Anna.
As Sheila left the condo, she glanced in the cheap mirror she had put up near the door. Her makeup was a little amateurish she knew, but was still pretty hot looking she thought. Especially as compared to the minimal approach she had always taken, trying to just blend into the background, it felt like she had on pounds of beauty products. She had not had enough time to work on her hair so left it long and straight. Compared to the weekend she felt she had only highlighted her eyes and lips with some of the makeup supplies that Anna had insisted she take.
Her borrowed dress was a cotton spandex number in bright yellow. It was skin-tight, sleeveless and barely reached a third of the way to her knees. Sheila was a little afraid she would be too risquΓ© to work in the store, but after all Anna had just about forced the dress on her. She felt like it wasn't the old her, but she told me she already liked the new Sheila. This Sheila certainly got fucked and came a lot more than the original model she told me with a smile.
As Sheila managed, amazingly enough, to walk smoothly in the borrowed high heels over to the car, she realized immediately that she was sedate compared to her new boss. Anna was behind the wheel and was wearing a dress of some kind of black leather, but especially with three days of the special drugs building up in her body, Sheila thought it looked kind of hot. The dress proved that clothing can be sexy and hot even if it isn't brief, Sheila was thinking.
When they got out of the car at the store Anna led the way. She walked up to a small boutique on her own towering heels. The shop was tucked in along a major commercial street, the window showed some racy outfits on the mannequins, but it didn't scream sex shop. Sheila realized as she looked at Anna moving to the front door, she had been underestimating how racy the black dress was. The dress was made of skin-tight black leather, it was actually not much leather. It didn't reach her shoulders and ended about half way to Anna's knees, wrapping around her front in a solid body-hugging piece. It was way low on Anna's breasts in front and laced all the way up the back, but that left a big gap the length of the dress. As Sheila looked at it, she realized the effect of the full length gap, covered only by lacing was to show off everything. The dress was thin expensive looking leather and showed off all of Anna's assets. The only blatantly sexy part was in the rear, that full length opening, only covered by black leather lacing.
Anna didn't cross the gap with any piece of top, she clearly hadn't worn a bra, but was depending on the leather to support her large breasts. Down lower there wasn't even a G-string or thong across the gap, what Sheila immediately thought of as Anna's ass cleavage; Anna had gone full commando. As Anna twirled around to show off, Sheila noticed stockings or thigh highs that ended with some truly towering heels. The heels had some kind of platform that was covered in front, but the shoes must have added seven inches to Anna's sexy frame. What kind of store was this where a dress like that was ok for the owner to wear?
Anna explained, as she unlocked the front door, that they sold high fashion exotic and erotic adult wear, and that part of the store's approach was all the staff had to dress in items the store sold, no exceptions. But the upside was steep employee discounts, special credit programs, and a great commission system. Looking across the small shop Sheila could smell the strong smell of high quality leather and saw rack after rack of shiny latex garb. Even the mannequins looked super sexy. There was a separate section for shoes and boots, as Sheila looked at the shelves there didn't seem to be anything less than four inches and most were six or higher. She swore some of the truly fetish looking shoes were nine inches high. She also noticed a small jewelry section that seemed to be full of body chains and rings and other pieces that had to be for piercings she guessed.
Anna was a bit surprised she told Sheila later, that even on day three of this, Sheila was no longer shocked at everything and already didn't even raise an eyebrow at each new experience. But Sheila told me that she was so hopped up on the supplements, and so affected by the tremendous number of orgasms over the weekend, she was just kind of going with the flow and withholding judgement now. It had been wild, and had blown away Sheila's prior comfort zone, but she was willing to see what working for Anna entailed. She needed a job, and figured this place would make her a decent amount, if she could fit in and learn how to convince customers to buy this kinky garb.
Anna's leather dress and seven-inch heels were simply part of the marketing approach Brad and Anna had adopted Anna explained. All the customers knew by now that the entire staff was women and modeled the merchandise. It didn't hurt that the kind of woman willing to wear such exotic clothing was pretty much guaranteed to be very hot and very open to just about anything. Anna told Sheila that feedback in their online survey form was that the sales staff and the sexy clothing they wore was a big reason for a lot of their clientele picking their store first every time for those special outfits.
And Anna confided in Sheila with a sly grin, the sales girls got to sample all the hard dick and wet pussy they wanted. It seemed that nearly all the customers were up for some more intimate help than mainline stores offered. And Anna smiled as she told Sheila with a laugh that the extra help usually resulted in a sale, a huge tip, and if it went well a great orgasm. While she was telling Sheila this new aspect of the sales effort Anna kissed her and rubbed her nipples through the barely there yellow slip dress. Although only three days ago Sheila would have slapped Anna's hands away and been revolted at the kiss, now all she could do was moan, push her tits against Anna's hands and play with Anna's tongue with her own tongue. Anna smiled down at her, thinking that this southern chick had only just begun to destroy her inhibitions and was already a very willing participant in the process Anna had started.
Sheila wasn't totally sure, but Anna looked like sex personified, she was turning her on, and the store was certainly doing well. She had worked in retail before, but not like this store of course. She knew she and Dan needed some extra income too. The yellow mini-dress and heels that Anna had insisted she borrow, and Sheila thought way too risquΓ© for anyone, much less her, was very tame by comparison to Anna, but Sheila figured it would work on day one.
Sheila was amazed as she strolled around the sales racks that after only three days, walking in six-inch heels seemed to be natural. She had opted for dark glasses after the weekend excesses, especially as all the drinking over the weekend made the bright light of day painful. Sheila also loved the way the heels made her legs look so much longer and sexier. And what made it better was the very distinctive sound of the high heels on any hard surface, it kind of sounded like a prelude to sex she decided. Sheila smiled over at me, as she paused to rub my dick,
"and I had already decided all this crazy sex was better than pretty much anything else I had been part of before moving to New York."
She couldn't understand it, but the tiny thong that Anna has also insisted she wear as it was the only thing that wouldn't show lines, was soaking wet and molded to her lower lips. Sheila also realized that after Anna's kisses and breast play her nipples were poking right through the yellow fabric. Sheila had not been able to find a bra that would work under the thin spandex of the dress, so for a first time ever, went braless. She hadn't wanted to ruin the lines of the dress with a bra, but now the rubbing of the silky spandex fabric was making her even more aroused.