At first, I thought it was going to be the longest two weeks of my life, but as things happened, they were painfully too brief! My friends, Phil and Todd are entrepreneurs on an extreme level. On of their business was, of all things, a designer boutique that catered to the wealthy. They had asked me month's prior to cover for them when they had to run up and down to Miami and such. Heck, I had no idea why and when Phil told me that he didn't rely on student help because their items often ran into the thousands, I knew I was totally lost. Still, they said I had the professional man/boy look all the corporate wives love to flirt with. "Just flirt with them and soak up your commissions."
Anyway, it was late in the afternoon and I couldn't believe I was spending my vacation in a boutique when Anne walked in. Of course, she had to walk in minutes before closing as I was ringing up a hefty commission from a 60-yearold "soon-to-be widow". Still, Anne seemed to have a fun air about her so I let her rule the roost.
Naturally, Anne didn't know what she was looking for, just out "shopping" for the day. Anne waltzed throughout the store, looking frequently over to my direction. She smiled broadly as my widow friend planted some wet ones on my cheeks and left me with a parting pinch to the ass.
"Oh, if I had a dollar for every time that happened...!", I quipped. Promptly, Anne smiled and whipped out a buck.
That excited me beyond belief. I mean, I must admit, I was staring over at Anne far more than she was at me. Those legs, those breasts, ...her smile. She had done me in good then. I made my way up to the front to lock the door. Sure, I was closing a few minutes early, but I had had enough, and didn't want anything to interrupt my concentration of your lovely wife.
I told her that the store was closing, but that she had free reign for as long as she liked. I even popped a bottle of sweet wine that Phil and Todd kept for the VIP shoppers, and cranked up some music. It was from a disc called, what else, Music for Seduction.
Anne seemed to be having the time of her life strolling about all the designer clothing and accessories. She introduced herself, picked out a few outfits and, wine bottle in tow, and went into the fitting room. After a half an hour to an hour she returned wearing a stunning body hugging and revealing evening gown. Glittering with each sultry step, she then went up to the coat section and asked if I could help her try on some jackets to go with her outfit. I was a bit disappointed at first that she picked the bulky coats, but to check her out in that gown was indeed a fringe benefit I had never thought I could reap.
