The author does not condone non-consensual sexual or other violence against men or women. This story is a fantasy. Any resemblance to actual people, other stories or events is entirely coincidental. If you're going cry about it, then just stop reading here cause I don't like wasting my time with crappy emails.
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A boutique owner gets to fulfill a customer's long awaited desire of gilts and glamour, or the poor soul thought.
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Opening up a box of new merchandise, I look at the list of goodies inside. Lace stockings, silk panties, different bra types all the stuff my store is getting known for. My new store is doing pretty good I think to myself.
I take out a pair of pink lace thongs and wonder how these would look on me. Catching my reflection on a nearby mirror, I take a quick look around, seeing my four other employees busy with their own duties I precede. I place them on my waist. Seeing them I take a look at the rest of my frame, my petite figure made me the ideal dancer. My small nimble body made me the entire rave at the club I danced for.
At that time wishing I had bigger breasts that all the high rollers loved, be they real or not, I recollect my experience as one to be had. Although I had my moments with some of the more rowdy customers, I was doing fine with my perky B cup breasts. Especially when I had my natural long blonde hair all curled up, did I ever rake in the money that week!
Tight small thighs shown off by my skirt, as some men loved, I was the total package! The only thing missing were the blue eyes. Having lovely light colored brown eyes that made some melt in their chairs, I knew I was a lovely and could put some men into their paces. Accentuated by the long lashes I'd put on with a dark shade of eyeliner around my big doe eyes, I would actually have some men crawl up on stage for me.
Remembering how all the customers loved me, all cheering and chanting me on.
How they would go wild and crazy when I'd bend at the waist giving them a view of my secret prize. All would look at my long skinny legs, how any one of them would of loved to lick and touch my long slim stems. Surprisingly, I got a gift and would go get tanned at a local salon because one of my customers gave me a one year trial as a present after giving him a private dance. It was fairly inexpensive to renew and great looking for my skin. This was a one-time gift as that particular customer found another dancer at another place with even longer legs another dancer told me. Oh well easy come, easy go.
Remembering that it was a quick way to make a huge amount of money I thought to myself, it was worth the sacrifice.
Smirking, thinking on how they loved to see women all dressed up, now I'm dressing up their wives to go do the same thing to them at home. How their money made me enough money to open this boutique, a small dose of irony but that's life. Hearing laughter off in the back room snaps me out of my reverie, coming back to my work I walk to the box that's waiting for me.
While placing the items back in their proper place, I wonder what kind of day it's going be. Yesterday was my day off and as I can see by the look of things the employees had a few customers browse through the garments. Glancing at the clock I see only 20 minutes or so left till close up time and I was wondering what to eat for super. Wondering on how to could calm down this hunger of mine when I notice a new customer arrive.
A huge silver color SUV pulls up in the parking lot. Looking over my shoulder to see what the employees are doing, I see them lounging around waiting for their shift to end. Typical I think to myself I look back to the parking, seeing the driver door open.
With my undivided attention, I examine long thick well-shaped beige like leg snake its way out of the vehicle. With greater interest now I hold a breath in, seeing the leg clad in a dark beigeish material and sporting a light beige sweater with a matching knee high skirt.
Wearing a dark colored shoe, the other leg comes out now. I see her step out putting on a fancy jacket. Looking on, I see my new found customer close the door and turn to activate her car alarm. Hearing this I think to myself typical housewife attire, look down and pretend to continue my work. Hearing the door open with the usual little store chime go off I look for the staff, look back again to the doorway and give a warm inviting smile. Thinking to myself she's probably just another looker. Just here to pass the time and leave without doing another purchase!
THAT'S IT!! This time I'm going to use all of my charm to persuade her into buying a bra or something, anything!
With this I look and wonder to myself what she's doing here. She's obviously wealthy so why walk into my better than average place and not some high-class establishment??
Waiting another few moments before pouncing on the target, I pretend on replacing some stockings back in order. I take a moment and discreetly glance up and see a light colored brunette looking around. Seeing the customer blush, I see her approach a nearby rack, pick up a vibrator smirk and quickly put it back down. The customer looking around to see if someone saw her, confident no one did strolls over to another spot.
After giving her a few minutes to herself, I move in on my prey. Seeing that the hunted seems a little agitated, I decide to take it extra slow. Approaching her while she's looking at a sheer blue blouse I say, "I could see how that would go good with your complexion".
Startled, I see her jump a tad shaking her hair and do the same with her ample bosom. Extending my hand I say "Hi, I'm Lisa" pause while looking at the garment in her hand. I give a few nods while looking at the customer's skin color and walk over to a rack a few meters off. I take a lower cut sheer light brown blouse and head back. Once near, I hold up the blouse to compare it to her customer's skin and do "Uhhh huuu, much better, you a lovely pale complexion". Not knowing what to say, I see my brown haired patron blush.
I see her reach out timidly saying "I'm Francine. Sorry for looking so stupid, you just scared me" seeing her blush while saying this. Looking down at my chosen selection and says "I really like blue though, it's my favorite color since, well... forever" giving a faint smile.
"Well then" with this I gently take the blouse, take a few steps to another rack further into the store. Finding something similar to what she had but in a lighter blue shade I lift it up ever so slightly, knowing she'll have to come closer to examine it "How about this one".
Seeing her smile slightly, Francine approaches and takes the item from my hand. Saying that she likes the color but isn't sure about the style looking at how low cut it is. Seeing my customer seem a little reluctant, I decide put on some charm. "You'll look adorable in that. Are you kidding me?? All the men, AND women will want to be in your company!"
Having said that I see her change a few shades of red. Deciding to proceed with caution "Oh, you don't need to buy it right away, you can try it and see how it feels. Trust me, you'll feel differently with all the looks on you!" saying this and waving my hand to an imaginary crowd. Looking back to see no one is close by, I step forward and lower my voice and say "Trust me hon., if I had your looks, you think I'd be working in a place like this?"
With all these compliments showering on her, I see my newfound client starting to shift her weight ever so slightly. Then ask, "So, what kind of clothing accessories do you need?" Waving to the whole store and finally resting my hand on a stand full of various and different accessories.
Seeing her not knowing what to answer, I step forward and reach out my hand. "Don't worry my dear, we'll get all your shopping needs!!" With this I grab a large shopping basket and place it around my arm placing the blue blouse in it.
Knowing her name but wanting to lure my customer out of her shell, I used an old trick.
"Francis was it??" I say giving her an uncertain look.
"Uhhh, no it's Francine," she answers timidly.
"Ohhhh, right!! How could I forget? I never forget lovely names, I was close!" saying with a big warm smile. Seeing her smile slightly, I know I'm winning points with her.
"Ok, now come with me" I said gently taking her by the arm and directing her to the stockings section. Looking at her well-shaped legs thought, "Hmmm, I see your legs in a lovely dark lacy set up. How does that sound?" Before getting answer I had already turned around picking up two or three mid thigh high stockings.
Upon looking at her a little more closely, I notice she's got lovely curvy legs so I pick some mid thigh ones as well. Then completed it with them with matching garter belts, from red to black as well as various others. Feeling giddy like a schoolgirl dressing up her beloved doll, I show her my selection.
Handing one over saying "These would look radiant on you. Look at the softness" bringing up a pair to her cheek. She reluctantly backs away at first, then approaches to let me rub it across her cheek. Seeing her tilt her head ever so, I pass it smoothly over giggle you all right?? You seem a little red..."
