Foxxxy. Pink cursive text across the butt of the brown cloth pants. The red-head turned the pants over in her hands, admiring their shape. Although not as gifted in the breast department as most of her friends, being a small C, her ass was her "asset", and she liked to show it off.
A perfectly heart-shaped bottom would fill out these pants perfectly, the fit tight, but sexy; just what she needed to get cocks stirring and people fucking. As a self-proclaimed slut, Nikki took pride in the number of guys, both young and old, who've greased their cock on some orifice of her body. Their age did not matter. Whether they were 18, or 47, she'd fuck 'em; even if they didn't have a cock, she'd munch right down on their fuzzy little slits.
Bringing the pants up to the register, the store-owner took the pants in his hands and began to ring them up. Nikki took the time to glance up and down his body, trying to decipher what size he was packing.
The store-owner smiled to himself.... Another one.
"Excuse me for a moment, these are our display pants, let me get you a pair from the back..." The man said softly, hypnotically. Nikki only nodded, captivated by his voice. If she had to guess, she'd say he was maybe 43 years old. Biting her lower lip as he walked away, she waited, captivated, for him to return... her panties began to dampen.
"Ah... here we go!" The man said, returning from the backroom. "Pardon me if this comes across as either rude or prude, but you, little lady, have yourself a beautiful ass." Shocked, Nikki blushed, letting out a faint smile as her panties soaked themselves more.
"Th-thank you." She said, adding a coy little smile to the mix.
"Now, I don't want you to feel obligated or anything... but I may have something you are looking for. Would you like to see?"
"Yes!" Nikki said, a little too quickly, thoughts of sex floating through her mind.
"Great! Follow me." The man said, leading her to a room labeled STAFF. Nikki obeyed, and soon found herself in an office room. The man was rummaging through a shelf sitting in the far corner.
"Aha!" The man said, coming back with a box. "Now... I can see you admire your, uh, asset, so I took the liberty of finding something you may like a lot more." Nikki frowned at first, any inkling of sex floating away with the air-conditioning. However, when she came upon what was in the box, excitement flooded back through her. There was an identical pair of pants, brown with pink cursive text, accompanied by something else. The pink and brown thong sat cutely atop the pants, the same cursive text across the crotch. She looked up, eyes wide with fascination. She was completely hypnotized.
