The Shop Assistant
He was walking past the boutique when she caught his eye, a beautiful curvy girl standing behind the counter. He stopped and turned, looking although it wasn't her looks that caught him up short, he could feel her mind. He had discovered that some people he could manipulate, he could feel their mind and tug this and push that and they do what he wanted. He smiled as he looked in the window at the girl standing alone behind the counter of the empty clothing boutique. Deciding there and then to have a little fun before he went home.
Opening the door into the boutique he started to look around at some of the clothes in the store, it was a very stylish store, up-market sort of clothing just a few dresses in the window. After a few minutes of browsing, the girl approached him from behind the counter.
"Can I help you?" she asks, and he looks up at her and smiles, feeling behind her eyes and starting to slowly push/pull this and that.
"I am looking for a dress for my wife. Something nice, not too formal, for her to take out at night." he said, teasing a little bit more of her mind. She nods and starts to ask various questions to which he responds till she decides she has an idea for the dress he has in mind. She takes him over to another part of the store and shows me a nice simple full-length black gown, elegant and not too ostentatious. He nods his head.
"Looks good." he says and holds it up. "You know, you look about the same size as my wife. Perhaps you could try it on for me?" he says. She looks at him and opens her mouth, pausing somewhat confused about the answer she is about to give.
"Sure." she says and takes the dress from him, shaking her head a little she heads off back to the changing room and a little while later returns in the new dress.
While she was gone he selected another couple of outfits and moved them to a different position on the rack. She comes over and stands before him, while he looks her over quite obviously checking out her body at the same time. "Looks good." he said, noting her blush at him checking her out.
"Turn around so I can get a good look from all directions," he says and mmms, nodding as she slowly spins in front of him. "Nice looking outfit." he says after a pause. "Although not sure it is quite what I am looking for." he says and nods, picking up a second outfit off the rack.
"How about trying this one on too." he says and hands it to her. She turns around to leave towards the changing rooms, but suddenly they seem so far away. She looks around a little furtively and ducks behind one of the dress racks, changing out of the old outfit and into the new one. Once dressed she comes around from behind the rack and shows off the new outfit.
"Nice quick change." he comments and again she blushes, knowing that she really shouldn't have changed right in the middle of the store. He hmms and nods as she slowly turns around in front of him, pushing out her chest for some reason to show off her tits. "Good good." he says and mmms a little more. "Looking a lot better." he says after a few seconds checking her out.
Picking up a third outfit off the rack he holds it out to her, this one is perhaps one of the more sheer outfits in the store, a sort of thin summer top with a nice summer dress below. She takes it from him and then pauses, not moving from the spot starting to slowly peel off her clothes, revealing her sensible panties and bra she had on underneath. Slowly she puts on the new outfit, blushing bright red as her mind registers that she is changing right in front of a customer.
"Much quicker." he says and smiles as he watches her standing there, blushing bright red as she remembers just stripping off for him. Without being asked she slowly pivots in front of him turning around and showing off her body by pushing her chest forward and drawing in her tummy. "Excellent." he says and mmms as she finally stops. "Good look." he says and reaches out a hand, brushing it lightly over her breast through the clothing. She pauses, rigid but doesn't move or do anything as his fingers lightly caress over her soft breast.
Dropping his hand down to his side after giving her tit a nice light fondle he nods. "You know." he says, "I don't think this dress is supposed to be worn with a bra. What do you think?" he asks. She pauses and looks at him and slowly shakes her head.
"No, I don't think it is supposed to be worn with a bra." she says softly, almost whispering worried about what will happen next. He nods and somehow, without her approval she finds her hands moving up behind her and unclipping her bra from inside the dress, working it out one of the arm holes and then handing it to her customer. She smiles nervously, blushing bright red knowing that with the sheer dress the outline of nipples and tits would be quite obvious through the clothing.