Barbara smiled as she settled back with a cup of hot, steaming Costa Rican coffee. It had been a productive day, she had taken Abigail into the city. They had visited Planned Parenthood, she had been examined by an Ob-Gyn doctor, and she had a prescription for birth control that had been filled out at the pharmacy.
Then they had gone to Victoria's Secret. Abigail had smiled and asked if she could shop in private so that when she gave Richard and her a fashion show in the evening, it would have that erotic impact on both of them. Barbara had smiled, and felt the warm flutters of desire tickling the inside of her pink tunnel. She had let Abigail off at the door, and she was at the local coffee shop, waiting for her niece to call her for a pickup.
Abby walked into the store, her gift card tucked in her wallet, feeling like a kid in the candy store. She glanced around, looking at all the sexy, skimpy fashions, as she browsed.
Umm, the thought of her body covered with nothing but such sexy undies, modeling them for Richard and Auntie Babs' viewing pleasure, and what they would do to her willing body after the show, had her pussy churning.
She had her first buy quickly, their signature Lacie thong Y panties, just a thin Y of lacy, see-thru fabric between her and the outside world. They were black with the world ANGEL spelled out in metal studs along the part of the panty that would go over her left hip.
She imagined the feel of that lacy strip snugging between the cheeks of her ass, how it would feel pressed against the tight, sensitive pucker of her ass hole. She growled softly to herself, feeling the juices of her desire slicking up her lower lips.
"May I help you?"
Abby was startled, her eyes had been closed, and she opened them to see a strikingly attractive blonde salesgirl looking closely at her. Deep blue eyes, golden blonde hair cut in a pageboy style, a small nose, and big, luscious lips that were made for kissing.
Abby couldn't help but look lower, seeing a generous set of breasts pushing out the front of her dress blouse, and a sexy shape of hips being hugged by a tight pair of black dress slacks.
"I'm Traci, and I'd love to help you with your shopping experience," she said brightly.
Abby was tongue-tied, but she recovered enough to say, "Nice to meet you, Traci, I'm Abby."
Traci could see the flushed face, and the wide eyes, she knew that Abby was wildly turned on, and she was eager to help Abby out, in every way.
"Ah, I see you have a set of Angel Lacie thongs, an excellent choice, these are a best seller. What else are you looking for?"
With Traci's help, Abby soon had two more buys, she had the lace trimmed cheeky panty, trimmed in sexy soft lace, racy red with a black lace cross design up the back, with a front bow, and logo lace trim.
Abby liked the super smooth design, the way it would disappear under her clothes. The fact that it had minimal back coverage just helped to make her feel so damn sexy. She also chose a Lacie Halter Babydoll Nightie, the sheer, diaphanous fabric, that left a lot more of her body bare than it covered, in hot pink, that would drive Richard and Auntie Babs crazy.
As Traci was helping her out, they chatted about this and that, Traci felt a surge as Abby mentioned that she was using a gift card from her Aunt, it was a birthday present for her 19th birthday. Traci felt the lust, she was 27, and the idea of licking a tight teen pussy made her really hot.
She had gotten her first introduction to lesbian love from her cousin Carol when they were both 18, and Carol had taken her to bed and made glorious, sweet love to her, making her cum harder than she ever had, then the rush as Traci did the same to Carol, she remembered how good it felt, to hear Carol's squeals and howls of ecstasy, and her cumming hard at Traci's tongue.
Traci said, "Would you like to try them on?"
At her nod, Traci led her towards the back of the store. She stopped at the cash register desk, and said to the clerk, "Special fitting, I'll be in the back."
The clerk gave her a knowing look and a grin, as Traci led Abby through the curtain into the back room. Traci had become a lady lover exclusively, after a few boyfriends, the inept grunting and thrusting, then the rush of their gooey sperm filling her, making her feel like some kind of toilet for them to dump their cum into, and their growls of enjoyment, while she got zero enjoyment from it, had steered her away from guys for good.
Traci loved the softness, the sleek sexy shapes, just like hers, and the closeness of woman-to-woman intimacy, and working at Victoria's Secret was a gold mine. Hot, beautiful women were in every day, buying wildly racy fashions for their partner's viewing pleasures.
After helping out a first-time customer, and getting more than a few hints that she wanted very personal service, Traci had licked her to a gushing release, then had the extreme pleasure of her customer, a tall redhead, with piercing eyes the color of jade, very eager to do the same, Traci could still remember her soft lips, and very agile tongue, taking her up and over as she enjoyed a gushing release, giving her customer lots of sweet nectar, her redheaded customer sure knew how to lick her pussy.
It had become easy to spot the customers who were daydreaming about wearing what they were buying, getting turned on by their thoughts, and having them eager for some sexual pleasure, to vent off the building horniness, and Abby had stood out like a beacon. Traci grinned, she loved the idea of licking a tight teen pussy, and her mouth was virtually watering.
She led Abby into a large fitting room that had an upholstered love seat, closed the door, and Abby was startled to realize that Traci expected her to strip right in front of her.
Traci said, "I have to make sure the fitting is right, so I will have to see it on you."
Abby stripped down, conscious of Traci's eyes watching her closely, sending little shivers of pleasure up and down the tight pink walls of her cunt. Once totally naked, she tried on the first set, the black ANGEL Lacie thong, when she felt Traci's body pressing gently against her naked backside.
Traci's hands reached down, placing them on her hips as she said, "Need to get them fitted over you just right," her voice now a husky growl.
Abby could feel her juices churning, with a moan, she pressed her body back against Traci, rubbing her back against Traci's body. Traci's hands moved from her hips, and slipped down, over her mound, and under the panties, gently stroking over her mons.
Abby was wildly excited, she was being seduced, and it made her lust burn hotly. She cooed, "Ohhhh, that feels so good, mmmmmm."
