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My name is Ashley Patrika. I am 21 years old and I have the absolute best job in the world. I work in a top scale lingerie store and I get to help women dress for their lovers. Whether they are male or female lovers, the women love what I can do for them. I began working here three years ago and have worked my way into an assistant manager's position. Every once in a while a certain woman walks into my store and I just have to do all that I can for that woman. To me, she is the only customer in the store. Today was one of those days.
Let me back up and tell you a little about myself. I am somewhat petite at 5'4" and weighing in around 110 pounds. My hair is long, brown and straight and the color of my hair compliments my green eyes. I work out daily and keep myself firm and supple. I have to in this business. When I wear my hair down, it just covers my 34D nipples. I wear heels, always, to show off my calves. My legs are very muscular and look great in a pair of stilettos. I can wear six inch heels, but I usually just wear my three inch sensible shoes into the shop.
When I first started working here, I was still exploring my sexuality. I had many boyfriends in high school and most of them afterward were just dating me because of where I worked. I gave up and took a hiatus from relationships about two years ago. I was out to have fun in my life and I wasn't finding that in a heterosexual relationship. I began to wonder if I didn't have feelings for the same sex. Well, this was the perfect job to be in the predicament that I was in. I started flirting with customers and just talking to them like I would like to be talked to in a place like this. Most women are not very open about sexual matters and I would make them feel comfortable enough to open up to me.
After learning that I could turn on the charm with women and get farther than I ever did with a man, I played it to the hilt. I had never been with a woman sexually but I vowed that when I was able to find a woman that wanted to be with me, I was going to know how to please her. I started renting all girl videos from our local rental store and learned all I could about eating pussy and making a woman reach her fullest orgasm potential. I researched on the internet and found out all about my body and what makes me tick. The first time that I found my own g-spot, I thought I had died and gone to heaven. With each orgasm that I gave myself, came confidence that I never knew that I had.
I started getting dressed to the nine's for work. Wearing our products under my work clothes, just to feel sexier, would boost my confidence level up. I was successful in the sales department and was glad because we did work on commission. I was the top seller at my level within the first six months of my hiatus from men. I had regular customers that would come in once a week and then the occasional virgin to a store of this magnitude. I treated them all like I wanted to take them to bed and lavish their bodies. I had boosted my sales in these six months by accessorizing like a bitch. I could get a woman that came into my store to spend $30 on a nightie for their anniversary to actually spend $150 and having them feel so good about themselves, I loved it.
Alright, suffice it to say, I am bi-sexual with heavy tendencies toward full fledged lesbianism. Once I realized that I was soaked every time I left work, I decided to take it to the next level. Within the next two years, I had seduced about 30% of my clientele. They all came willingly and excitedly. And I meant that pun to the max! I had developed a second nature to know who to come on to and who to just innocently flirt. Very few times did I read a person wrong and end up embarrassing myself but most of the time I was dead-on-balls accurate.
So, back to the present, today was a beautiful day outside and not many people were shopping in the mall. After a long hard winter, everyone was anxious to get outside and spend what little time we have with good weather. I was taking inventory and had just sent the two sales associates that I had working for me this afternoon on break. I told them to go ahead and take an hour lunch and not to worry about me. With the amount of sales we were going to show today, I would need to cut some expense. Giving them the added time off would help that out. I would probably send them home early too.
Anyway, I was engrossed in taking inventory of our crotch less panties and did not even notice her walk into the store. I didn't know how long she had been in there but I was caught off guard when I saw her move out of the corner of my eye. She was tall, 5'7", and slender, probably around 105-110 pounds. She had shoulder length brown hair and stood very provocatively looking at the corsets. I could not see her face but was moving up to her quickly. I checked her ass out and found that it was nicely rounded and very muscular. My pussy started getting wet. She was dressed in heels and a skirt that fell just above her knees. Her legs were very sexy and went from the ground all the way up to her ass. I could see her profile just a little bit with the way that she was standing. She had small breasts but absolutely beautiful nipples. She was not wearing a bra and had a white button up cotton blouse on. Her areola showed through her shirt and her nipples were poking out like it was 30 degrees outside.
I could feel my pussy getting wetter as I rushed to her side. I was definitely in the mood for some girl on girl sex tonight. If I played my cards right, this could be the one. I rushed to her side and touched her elbow lightly.
"I am so sorry, Miss, I did not even hear you come in. Please forgive me for not arriving earlier. Is there anything that I can help you find?"
That's when she turned around and looked at me. I know all of the color drained out of my face, immediately. This woman was one of my mom's best friends. I had not encountered many people from personal life while working here. I grew up and still live on the other side of town. There are three other malls closer to where we live. No one from my school or neighborhood ever came to this side of town.
"Ashley?"
"Hi, Pam, I can't believe it is you! What are you doing on this side of town?" I asked with disparity in my voice.
"Well, I was over here doing some errands for work and decided to cut out early and not head back to the office this afternoon. When you are the vice president, you can do that." She laughed and embraced me in a hug. "I didn't know you worked over here. I will have to tell John. He will be thrilled."
I was weak in the knees. First of all, I have always had a crush on this woman. I have had many a night of masturbating to visions of eating this woman's pussy. Second of all, my pussy was so wet that I could feel my wetness trickling down my legs. For the first few minutes of this conversation, all of my self-confidence left my very being and left me dumbfounded. I drew a few deep breaths and decided that I was going to feel her out just like I did with every other customer that entered my store. Soon my confidence level was building and I spoke.
"Well, I am sure glad that you found me. So, what are you looking for today? Something to surprise John with, perhaps?"
