Unlike most men, Rick Gaddis liked to shop, especially for clothes. He had always liked to look his best, and properly fitting clothes helped achieve that goal. Shoes were no exception, and Rick really liked the selection at a little store in a strip mall near the edge of town.
Pulling in the parking lot one day during his lunch hour, Rick was pleased to see few cars near the entrance of the shoe store. When he got inside, he saw that he was the only customer. Idly glancing at the selection, he chose a pair of wingtips for work, and was startled when a very feminine voice affirmed his choice.
"Those will go great with any suit or work ensemble," she said.
Rick turned to see, not his favorite salesman, but a pair of green eyes, chestnut hair, and flawless makeup. Taken aback, Rick asked about Mike's whereabouts.
"He's at lunch. With so many people on vacation, corporate lets some of us out of the office to interact with customers," she responded. "What size do you wear?"
"Ten medium," replied Rick, noticing just how beautiful the saleslady really was. The woman was as tall as he was and wore a form-fitting dress that did little to hide her womanly features. He thought he saw an outline of a nipple on a c-cup sized breast, a well-defined waist, and a pair of womanly hips that were simply erotic in their sexiness. Long, tanned, toned legs ended in a pair of very sexy 6-inch heels.
Realizing he was staring, Rick felt a little embarrassed when she said, "I'll be right back. Have a seat."
When she turned, he couldn't help but notice that the dress was fastened on the side, giving him a great view of a sexy knee and thigh through the slit. Naturally, he followed her swaying ass as she walked directly away from him. When she got to the door of the stockroom, she turned quickly and caught him looking again. Meeting his eyes, she gave him a saucy wink.
Rick was a little uncomfortable, wondering just what he should say when she returned with the shoes he wanted. She squatted rather demurely to help him try them on, and Rick couldn't help but look between her beautiful thighs. He caught a glimpse of panties that matched the material of her dress, and was caught again.
"How do they feel?" she asked, maintaining her squatting position.
Rick stood up, liking the feel of the shoes. Looking down, he realized that his dick was beginning to rise, creating a tent in his trousers. What made matters worse, the saleswoman's face was level with his crotch and she couldn't help but notice his predicament.
She looked up and asked very professionally, "How do they feel?"
"Great!" he replied, sitting down.
The saleswoman, still squatting and displaying her panties, asked, "Is there anything else?"