I own a small but elegant Haberdashery. I inherited it from my father, who inherited it from his father. I have always felt so alive in the company of men.
I never have taken advantage of their attraction to the young, alluring shop owner.
Until today.
It was a beautiful spring day. So uncharacteristic for the Pacific Northwest.
Business was so slow for the day that I had sent all but one tailor and clerk home.
I was straightening the ties when I heard the bell of the door jingling. I looked up out of Pavlovian conditioning. My breath caught in my throat at the site of a well-dressed older gentleman. He was strikingly handsome with his tanned face silhouetted by his platinum hair. He stared past Richard ignoring the greeting the clerk offered. He was staring at me in a way that made me feel on fire. I felt myself blushing. My panties began to moisten as my whole body responded to the rush.
I crossed the short distance to him and extended my hand as I hoarsely said
"Welcome to my store. I am Suzanne, but I would like you to call me Suzie."
I firmly grasped his extended hand. He gripped it so tightly my knees buckled.
While still holding my hand he replied "It is a pleasure to meet you Suzie. Please call me John."
His smile broadened as he looked me up and down. I was dressed conservatively, yet quite sexy. Wearing a filmy white silk blouse that wrapped around and tied in the back, you could see the delicate lace of my bra through the thin fabric. I wore a long red skirt slit above my knee, exposing fishnet stockings. A rope of vintage pearls encircled my milky white neck. My hair worn long and straight framing my face simply decorated with a stripe of dark red lipstick. I reminded him of a Vargas girl with my full breasts, small waist and round hips.
I could not stop staring into his eyes. He was uncommonly handsome. I felt my labia swelling with desire, my nipples becoming erect as he continued to grip my hand in his.
"What can I do for you today, John?" I asked coyly.
"You can get me out of these clothes, Suzie. I think I need something new and exciting." John replied with a wink that made me shiver. I knew John could see my erect nipples straining against the lace and silk. He grinned and moved closer to me.
"I will take a few measurements, and we'll get started, okay?" I said smiling.
I reached up and slid off his suit jacket, gently sliding my fingers on his broad shoulders. I slid the measuring tape under his arms and around his chest. Feeling his firm body made me tremble. The desire was building within me, making my swollen pussy throb. I wondered if John could smell my sweet musky juices. I slid the tape down to his waist and looked into his eyes as I dragged my hand teasingly across his fly. I could feel a large bulge. His eyes half closed at the feel of my hand.
"Well Suzie," he said grinning, "can you fit me?"