Since Lizzy wouldn't be getting out of school until 3:30 p.m., I decided to go to Marybeth's Flowers and purchase Lizzy a large bouquet of roses. I parked in front of the shop and went inside. There were no customers milling around and not seeing Marybeth or Wendy, I called out, "Marybeth, are you here?"
Wendy emerged from a back workroom or office and said, "What a pleasant surprise to see my very favorite customer. How did your date go Saturday night? Did she like the corsage I made for her?"
Hello Wendy! Yes, we had a good time together; Sandy and I got an ovation after the jitterbug dance. And yes, she loved the white roses you picked out and it went beautifully with her tri-color blue evening gown."
"I hope you took a photo of her with the corsage pinned to her evening gown."
Yes, her daughter Rachel took several photos of us together and a few others of her mother by herself."
"I would appreciate if you would ask her daughter if I could have a copy of one of the photos where I can see the corsage."
"I would be happy to do that for you Wendy."
"Thanks a lot Billy. I see you didn't go to school today. What have you been doing with your time?"
"Mainly relaxing form the long evening that went into the early hours of Sunday morning."
"Lucky her! I know she must have enjoyed every second she spent with you. I know I would have felt like a spoiled princess being with you into the early morning hours. No, need to give me any details, my imagination paints a pretty good set of intimate images." Then she giggled and said, "Do you have an extra hug you could give me. At this early stag of our friendship that would be an awesome gift for me."
"Sure!" I placed my arms around her and held her close to me. I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, so I lingered longer and held her more ightly against my chest. She cooed and murmured some sweet sounds. After I relaxed my hug I told her how sweet she smelled.
"Oh, Billy, you are so sweet. It's a sweet smelling perfume that I bought last week. Marybeth doesn't like her employees to wear perfume because she thinks it interferes with the smells of the flowers. But this one is so mild and sweet she said I could wear a little behind each of my ears. I'm so happy you said you enjoyed smelling my perfume."
"Did Marybeth take the day off?"
"No, she went with some other florists owners to Danville to buy some flowers that we're low on. Did you come to see her personally, or do you have another date this week and you want to give your date another corsage?"
Actually I came in because I want to give a dozen long-stem red roses to a very special woman I know. Do you happen to have some fresh long-stemmed roses that would "wow" a special lady?"
"We sure do! They came in late on Saturday and they are exceptionally beautiful and fresh. You're going to make a great impression on that woman when she opens the lid of the box containing these roses. I want to warn you Billy, a dozen long-stemmed roses can cost a lot of money."
"I'm not concerned with the price Wendy. Go ahead and get them. I want to give them to her this afternoon when she gets off work."
She smiled and said, "I wish I could record her facial expression when she sees what you bought her." Wendy turned and headed toward the cooler.
"Wow! I thought. Wendy really looks hot in her skimpy short skirt that jiggled freely as she walked toward the cooler. Her top stretches across her breasts showing the outline of her bra, but not loose enough to keep the tits from pressing through the bra material and still make the tits visible under her shirt. She definitely learned how to walk correctly so she could show off her very sexy ass."
Before she got to the cooler, the phone rang, so she turned around and walked quickly to get to the ringing phone. As she walked her light weight skirt fabric moved up and down showing her panties. She was wearing red silk panties under her blue skirt. I thought again how hot she looked.
After she hung up she turned and asked me. "Billy, the caller forgot to get flowers for a special occasion and he was hoping we had the time to do his order quickly so he could be to his destination on time. Do you mind waiting for me to get his order ready? He's coming over here right away."
Not at all, as long as I can get to my destination, here in town, before 3:45 p.m,
She looked at her watch and said, "You'll be there before that and won't even have to rush. Thanks Billy."
She went back to the cooler and picked out some flowers and green stems to make the flower arrangement. She brought back several different kinds of flowers loosely arranged inside of a vase. Then she reached down and got another vase from under the counter. As she bent down I had a full-view of her lovely ass enclosed inside her beautiful silk panties. My breath left me breathless, reminding me of the many times I waited anxiously for Lizzy's to cross or uncross her legs when I was sitting across from her inside her counseling office. I enjoyed all the quick looks she gave me. She told me later she enjoyed flashing her panties at me.
I got my phone and turned on the camera. If she reaches down for something else I'm going to try and get a photo. I watched her work on the order and her blonde hair was in a pony tail and it was moving from side-to-side as she worked.
Once again, I saw her peek under the counter. I got my camera ready. She bent down as she did before exposing her ass to my feasting eyes. I pushed the button on my phone and it 'clicked' and then I heard Wendy say, "Billy, did you just take a photograph of my ass as I bent over to retrieve something under my counter?" Then she turned and smiled at me. You're such a lovely pervert. Then she went back to work on the flower arrangement. I looked at the photo I took. It turned out as I imagined. I was very pleased with my photographic skills. Then I noticed she had an itch on the side of her upper thigh and she would scratch it and go back to work; then pause and scratch it again. When she scratched the itch I got a glimps of her red underwear. The third time she did that she heard the shutter to my phone camera made a 'click'.
She turned, "Are you still taking photos of me Billy?"