I was running late and needed to get to the mall before it closed. I had a wedding on the next day and need a strapless bra to wear with my new dress and as all us women with amble boobs know, a decent strapless bra is a must.
I reached the lingerie store just as the shop assistance was closing up. "Please I'm desperate, I just need a bra. Please can I come in?" The shop assistance gave me a quick look up and down, smiled at me and opened the door.
"Thanks, you're a lifesaver. I will be really quick, I promise" I told her. "No problems at all. Just let me know what you're looking for so I can help you out" was her response.
"What size are you?.. I guess a D cup, right?" she said again appraising my body. "Just pop into a change room, whilst I lock the door, I don't want everyone to think we are still open." I nodded my thanks and walked into a change room.
It wasn't long before she was back with a handful of bras, in different styles and colours.
"Let me help you with the fitting," she said again smiling at me. I took of my t-shirt and bra and waited whilst she helped me into the first bra to try. "Wow you have great breasts" she said. I awkwardly smiled and said "thanks". She moved to cup my breasts to check the fit. "mmm not bad, but I think we can do better." She reached for another bra and handed it to me to put on.
Now I'm not a prude but I felt exposed with her standing there staring at my exposed breasts. She kept running her eyes over me. I know I have a good body. I'm 5'4 with a small waist, nice legs, great boobs and long blonde hair.
The shop assistance was a little shorter than me, with pixie cut dark hair and a slim frame.
"I think this one fits well" she said running her hands over my breasts to the back of the bra. I was feeling a little weird, were her hands lingering a little too long?
"What colour would you like?" she asked. "Black would be great" I responded.
She left the change room and came back with the bra and matching panties. "Let's see how the set looks on you. Take off your jeans and slip these on". She left the change room and waited until I was wearing the panties and bra. She came back in again, her eyes slowly perusing my body. "Oh" she said. "I think there's a loose thread on the panties." She walked towards me and dropped to her knees in front of me.
What the hell was going on?