Sitting on the bench just outside the store, I can see in through the windows with an almost unobstructed view to the women's section. I watch as you walk in and wander over to the wall, stopping to examine several styles of shoes, seemingly at random.
After a few minutes, a young, good looking clerk approaches you. He is dressed nice in a suit and tie and has a decent build. You give him a speculating look, glancing down at his groin and then to his ass when he turns to gesture at the wall of shoes.
I wonder if you are going to go through with the orders that I just gave you, but I was quickly reassured when you smiled and put your hand on the young salesman's arm and guided him over to the wall where you spend a few moments looking at the selections. He was being very helpful and you were hanging on his every word as you obviously flirted with him and he made suggestions about the shoes that would look best on you.
As you turn and sit in one of the chairs, he pulls up a short stool just in front of you. You are both turned so that I can clearly see you from the side, but can't quite see up your skirt, but I shouldn't have any problem seeing the expression on his face when he does.
I see him reach down and grab a shoe out of one of the boxes that he had brought over. You offer him your foot and he took your leg in one hand as he sipped your shoe off with the other. Working the new shoe on your sexy bare foot, he sat back as you admired his selection. He was keeping his eyes politely neutral, but he couldn't help by steal little glances at your sexy legs as you extended it past him to admire the fit of the shoe.
I could tell you were a little vexed that he wasn't watching you more closely. So, when he took your leg again to switch to a different shoe, you spread your legs a little wider than you needed to and sat back in the chair, deftly sliding your skirt up a few inches and pulling it taunt across your lap.
His instinctive glance up between your legs turned into a double take as he must have gotten a very clear view of your bare, shaved pussy. When he looked up at your face, you were looking away, pretending to examine more shoes on the display to your left. Never once did you glance in my direction.
Coming back to himself, the young man finished slipping your shoe on and you returned your attention to it, rotating and bending your leg to look at it from every angle. I could see him swallow nervously as he tried without success to not look up your skirt.
He's now obviously nervous, licking his lips and trying to not stare. He's probably wondering if you are showing him your naked pussy on purpose, or if it's by accident. It doesn't take long for you to make your next move and convince him that you are a willing exhibitionist...
Putting your finger to your lips in thought, you shake your head and he removed the shoe with shaky hands. I watch as you give up any pretext of shoe shopping and lightly run your toes down the inside of his left thigh and let your foot come to rest squarely on top of what had to be a rock hard cock. He stops moving, holding very still as though afraid that you will remove your foot if he makes any sudden moves. He nervously looks around the store, not bothering to spare a glance out the window at me, but searching for any other employees that might notice your foot in his groin.
Finally, he looks up at your face and I can clearly see your smile as you lean down and whisper something in his ear. He is perfectly still for a moment more and then nods his head in a jerky motion, trying to swallow. He points to the back of the store and you glance in the direction of his finger. Turning back to him, you smile again, whisper something else and remove your foot from his cock, standing up in your bare feet and saunter towards the back of the store. The young man watches you go with lust on his face, before selecting a box of shoes and following you.
Sophie- When you told me this morning to wear a short skirt today for our shopping trip to the mall, I suspected that you were up to something, but I wasn't sure just what. Then, in the car, when you kissed me so hard, getting me wet and told me to remove my panties, I was sure you were going to do something naughty. I had no idea.
We had fantasized about me flashing and seducing a young innocent shoe clerk before, but I thought it had just been pillow talk. I was thrilled and surprised when we stopped outside the mall and you whispered into my ear that it was time to make it happen.
It took me a few seconds to realize that you were serious and what exactly you meant for me to do as my heart started pounding in my chest...and I felt a sudden flood of juices in my pussy. You know how I hate it that I get so damn wet and ruin my panties over and over all day when you do something to turn me on. Only now it was worse! I didn't have anything to sop the fluid up and I was worried that it was going to start running down my legs. I was scared and nervous, but you were firm with me and told me to go on and do it. You called me "slave" and that showed me that you meant business. Once again, my training took hold and I immediately moved to obey my Master, though I was still scared to death.
Taking a deep breath, I walked into the store, trying to get my bearings and control my beating heart and lust. Composing myself, i moved slowly around, looking, not at the shoes, but at the men working there, trying to figure out which to seduce and how to get their attention. In the back, by the counter, two men were talking. One was young and handsome with artfully tussled hair, but an innocent look about his face, something that made me hot as it would make seducing him even more naughty. The other was older and going to fat, his greasy hair was limp and he was not at all attractive. I had a moment of fear when they both looked up at me, knowing that you were going to require me to go through with your instructions and praying that the wrong salesman didn't approach me.
Luckily, I managed to catch the young man's eye and smiled at him expectantly. The older one frowned and turned away, allowing me a relieved breath as his younger, more handsome partner approached.