Beep, beep, BEEP, BEEP. I slowly rolled over and looked at the clock. Eight thirty, too late to be a weekday morning, in fact, it wasn't, it was actually Saturday. I lazily draped my arm across the bed and fumbled with the alarm button to turn off the incessant noise, then rolled back over and stared up at the ceiling of my one bedroom apartment. In one more week, I'd be signing the paperwork for my new house, all 1500 square feet of it and nothing to put in it. I had decided to look for furniture that day, which is why I had set my alarm so early, little did I realize that I would find more then furniture. Time to get up and start looking presentable for the world, I thought to myself.
As I walked into the bathroom I slid off my panties and stepped out of them. Next went the tight white tank top and then a quick look in the mirror. A brief look at my firm tan five foot six body, with long curly red hair that my friends called my mane, light hazel eyes, and ample c-cup breasts, nipples erect as always, and I decided a long hot shower was the first order of business. I stepped into the shower, closing the door behind me and turned the knob to the hot water, careful not to step into the stream until it heated up a bit.
I moved into the pulsing hot stream, grabbed the bar of soap next to me, and began rubbing the bar all over my body starting from the top down. First I started with my arms, then my breasts and stomach, then finally between my legs. Next I grabbed the razor from the side shelf and, raising my leg up and placing my foot on the shelf, I started shaving my long sun bronzed legs. As I finished the second leg, I moved on to my pussy, leaving a short little landing strip all neat and trimmed.
With one foot still up on the ledge I began to run my fingers up the folds of my pussy lips. My skin now felt soft and slippery from a combination of the soap and razor gel and I began tracing light circles around my clit. The other hand slid up the length of my firm belly and moved towards my breast and the already excited nipple standing there. My nipples are pretty much normal size, or at least, just the right size for my breasts. I started tugging and squeezing my nipples and quickly let out a gasp. A tinge of pain raced from my nipple through my body adding to the arousal.
The hot streams of water were tracing there way down my body, between my legs in little rivulets and the steam in the shower was now fogging up the doors and rising up to create shots of hot air to caress my body. With my first hand, I quickly slid a finger deep inside my cunt, then pulled it back out and moved it across my clit. My movement began to increase in both pressure and tempo and I could feel an orgasm building in my abdomen. My body started to shudder as I finally lost control with an explosion of pleasure and pain. I leaned back against the shower wall and let the water cascade down my front, taking a moment to bask in the aftermath of my orgasm. Much better, now I could definitely go shopping.
I picked out a tight little white t-shirt with the words 'I need a hug' written on the front across my breasts, breasts that practically seemed to be bursting through those words. It was a little cuter then I was used to, but seemed to get a lot of attention, and if I was going to haggle with a man, I needed their attention to be focused elsewhere. I quickly slipped on little pair of white thong panties and a pair of low-rise jean shorts, perfect for the summer, stepped into my sandals and headed out the door to my car. Once I got into the car, I proceeded to my first destination, downtown Main Street.
The main street in downtown was packed with furniture stores, one after the next. The first three I went to took me about 5 minutes to walk through before determining that they definitely didn't have what I wanted. The next store I went into prominently displayed a sign stating that it was going out of business and everything must go. This looked a bit more promising since 'on sale' is always a good thing. I walked through the double glass doors and into the front room of the store. The store appeared to have a four room layout, two in the front and two in the back. The first room I was in was couches and so was the other front room, while the back rooms were primarily bedroom sets. As I walked into the second front room, a taller gentleman, around his mid-thirties with a very fit medium build and clean cut dirty blond hair and tight kept beard walked up to greet me. The first thing he did was look at my breasts, then up to my face, and spreading his arms wide he said in a deep voice 'Come here, I'll give you a hug'.
Good I thought to myself, the shirt was definitely working. He had a boyish grin on his face and his dark blue eyes revealed more then a little charm. His tie pointed like an arrow to the slight bulge in his dark grey slacks and I began to feel more then a little aroused, not to mention amused.
After informing the man that I was just looking, he told me that if I needed anything that his name was Steve and to just let him know. He also pointed at two younger men, probably mid 20s, standing behind him, and indicated that they could help me too, but that he was the manager there. The two younger men looked like fresh college new grads; with there clean cut hair, medium builds, and their textbook khaki and white shirt ensembles. One had darker hair then the other, but otherwise, they were fairly indistinguishable.
I walked around to the back rooms and began looking at bedroom sets. There was an oak set with a four poster bed that caught my eye. Only $2000 for the whole set. That was definitely a deal, and the four posters would be great for extracurricular activities, but I needed to look at other stores first to make sure I didn't find anything better. I walked back into the first front room, just in time to hear the manager say to the two other men that he might just need a hug too at the end of the day. I caught his eye briefly, waved, and said that I would be back before the end of the day. I wondered whether he knew I had overheard what he'd said to the others, but that thought quickly left my mind as I walked back to my car.
After searching the rest of the day, I couldn't find anything else I liked better, so back I went to the store with SALE signs. I got there late and in fact the store was just about to close. As I walked through the doors, I could see that Steve, the manager, was letting everyone know that it was closing time and that they had about five more minutes to look. I once again caught his eye and walked to the back of the store through the doors to the bedroom sets. As he walked around the corner towards me, he asked 'Do you see something you like?' once again looking directly at my breasts.
I told him that I liked the oak four poster bed, but was wondering if that was the final price. He said it was negotiable, but for right now, he needed to lock up the store since everyone had left and asked if I would mind waiting and we could discuss the price then. I nodded to him and went back to looking at the bedroom set, picturing how it would fit in my new house.
