Katie rang the doorbell at the store front door. She had a rung half a dozen or so times before the old man was woken from his sleep and came to see who it could be at such an early hour. He had expected Katie would be coming by but he hadn't expected it to be so early, nor did he imagine she would be stood outside the store completely naked. In hurrying to answer the door the old man had simply grabbed his bath robe, pulled it around him and walked through the store to the front door. He stood motionless staring through the glass door at the sight of the naked girl. Within seconds, and even at his age, the old man was sporting a full erection that was sticking proudly out through the open robe. With one hand trying to hide his obvious arousal he quickly unbolted the door and let Katie in to the store.
Without prompt or thought Katie hugged the old man and then seeing his arousal she dropped to her knees and took the old man's cock in to her mouth and began to bob her head back and forward taking the old man's full length in to her mouth and then deeper in to her throat. The whole experience caught the old man off guard and he began to wobble on very unsteady legs. He wasn't sure how, but he managed to keep his balance and within just a few minutes he was groaning loudly as he dumped a mass of cum in to her mouth. Not a drop was missed as Katie swallowed it all. After licking the old man's cock cleaned, she lifted herself off her knees, kissed the old man again and walked through to the shower room at the back of the store. After a moment to gather his thoughts the old man managed to croak a feeble 'thank you' before getting a full grasp on his thoughts and Katie's new attire for the day.
As Katie stood under the hot shower she suddenly froze as the memories of the previous days came flooding back. She was giddy with the thoughts racing through her mind; the security guard, the boys in the alley, the men that had molested her and the relentless fucking in the club and the blow job she had just given the old man. To say she was confused would be an understatement. Why was she acting this way, why now and what had changed? Try as she might she couldn't make any sense of it. In the space of only 48 hours she had gone from being a shy and retiring girl to being a complete nymphomaniac and slut. She couldn't make any sense of it; all she knew was she was loving it
Whilst deep in thought, the old man called her from the shop and it broke her from her daze. After the long hot soak Katie felt refreshed and alive once again. As she dried herself, her mind momentarily turned to the day ahead and to her job. However, within seconds her mind was back in the store and she was eager to see just what sort of outfit she would be wearing.
The old man had made coffee and breakfast which Katie found as she left the shower room. As she sat and ate the light breakfast, she thanked the old man for his kindness. The old man waved away the thanks as not being needed. Truth be told his mind was fully engaged in the days schedule that he and Mr, Oldham had planned. Both he and Mr. Oldham had seen the video footage from the club and could see that she had fully embraced her role as a slut. However, they didn't want her to be given to question herself and the first step in the plan was to ensure that Katie's arousal was kept at the same high level. Preparing breakfast for Katie had not simply been an act of kindness, her food and drink had been laced with more of the powerful aphrodisiac that she been consuming for the past few days.
After she had finished eating the old man had Katie stand in the middle of the dressing room and he then set about liberally applying more aphrodisiac oil to every inch of her body. After 20 minutes of thoroughly enjoying massaging oil in to her soft flesh, the old man's attention moved to the 'outfit' for the day.
In preparing the new outfit the old man had first thought about a something as revealing as her night's attire in the two days earlier, but he decided that perhaps a more conservative approach would be the way to go for the office. However, as he began to make the skirt his ambition took over and he decided that 'risquΓ©' should be the theme for the day.
Starting once again with a blank canvas the first item he dressed Katie with was a pair of black stilettoes. Slender in design they had a 4-inch heel and forced Katie to stand tall and to lift and shape her already shapely slender legs.
The second piece of the outfit that he fitted was a skirt. The skirt was a plain black cloth. Nothing risquΓ© or scandalous at first glance but he had spent extra time ensuring that the cut of the skirt would truly represent the days theme.
The old man lifted the tiny skirt and wrapped it around her waist before fastening it with a single press stud. Katie could see that it was a precariously black short skirt and it immediately had her heart racing with excitement. Her heart would soon be pounding when she saw how it had been cut.
The thin waste band sat low on her hips with the bottom of the skirt dropping across the top of her thighs. However, for better effect the skirt had been cut in to strips, 18 to be exact, 9 across the front and 9 across the back and with a generous gap on each side of her hips. With the skirt in place the old man asked Katie to walk in small circles around the dressing area. As soon as she began to move the skirt strips began to move apart and to show wide areas of naked leg, ass and of course pussy. The strips danced around Katie's body almost with the single intent of exposing her. As soon as she stopped walking the skirt strips dropped back in to place and at a glance you would not have thought it was anything other than a precariously short skirt.
The old man was delighted with the results. It was at this stage that Katie's heart began pounding with even more excitement as she saw that the skirt only really covered her if she stood still, any movement would leave her almost fully exposed. Her first reaction was a gasp as she felt her arousal grow. As she opened her mouth to speak the old man quickly hushed her and continued with his tasks. The final piece of the outfit was the top and the old man had also been busy with its cut and fit.
The old man wanted Katie consumed with the risk of exposure and wanted her to be conscious of her body and clothes all day. He knew that she would try to maintain a professional posture and would be trying to impress Mr. Oldham in order to keep her job. He had also seen her grow in confidence, embracing her slutty nudity, but he wanted her to feel constantly on edge whilst in the office.
As before the old man stood behind and Katie, and following instructions she raised her arms from her sides. The old man held up a tiny tailored waistcoat. The old man reached around and pulled the top across Katie's back as she put her arms through the arm holes. Stepping in front of Katie the old man pulled each side together over the top her generous chest and buttoned it in place with 3 buttons. The bottom of the waistcoat wrapped snugly around Katie's slim frame just below the bottom of her tits. The lapels were cut high on the shoulder and were extremely narrow. With the arm holes cut all the way to the bottom, a generous portion of tit flesh was visible on each side. In the centre the old man had cut a large 'V' shape to plunge low and to show a mass of cleavage above the small row of buttons. The old man had taken his time with the tailoring and his patience was being rewarded. The tailoring was exquisite, in front there was an acre of cleavage on display and Katie noticed that her nipples were barely covered, but even when they were, there was no hiding how erect they were.