Chapter 1: Introduction
I sigh as I fold and replace what seems like the thousandth pair of frilly panties, my fingers lingering on the lace fringe for a second as they rest on the shelf. Straightening up, I look around the store and closely eye the displays of sheer bras and other lingerie. After assuring myself that even the manikins are correct, I move back to my post behind the check out counter.
I never really planned to work in a lingerie store, but it pays decently well, and all in all it was pretty easy. They also never gave me the busy shifts, probably because I'm a guy. I tried not to take it too personally. After all, what girl wanted a guy sizing her for a nightie?
Outside the store windows only a few patrons walk by, hurrying to their last destination or leaving the mall before it closes. I take out my phone and start scrolling reddit to kill the time until I can leave, not expecting anybody else to come in at this late hour. However, before i can really get into it, I hear the bell tinkle above the door and look up to see someone entering.
It's a woman, her heels clicking against the polished floor, her confidence almost palpable. She's wearing a coat that barely reaches her waist, and I can see she's got on an outfit that's equal parts sexy and classy. She's a sight, that's for sure. She takes a moment to look around the store, her gaze lingering on the displays, and then she spots me.
"Good evening," this new women greats me with a confident smile. "I hope I am not too late to shop?"
The bell is what alerts me to your presence, but it's the click of your heels that brings my eyes up from my phone. I take you in for a second, your body shape interesting even through the coat and clothes. I look at the clock on the wall behind me. There are still a few minutes until the store officially closes. Damn, I think to myself.
I put on what I hope is a natural looking smile and respond, "You still have time, but not that much. We close in a few minutes." Though my boss would kill me if I kicked you out, even if it was past closing.
What can I help you with tonight?" I ask, trying to maintain a professional demeanor despite the flutter in my chest.
She walks towards me, her hips swaying gently with each step. "I'm looking for a lingerie set," she says, her voice a low purr. "Something...that fits well."
"I was thinking more on the sultry side." She tilts her head slightly, a small smile playing on her lips.
She extends her hand, "my name is Dee, by the way. And you are...?" "Taylor," I say, automatically taking her hand and shaking it.
"Uh... Taylor," I reply, a little caught off guard by the almost seductive approach. I shake your hand. It feels cool and soft, your grip is strong.
Releasing you, I stand up from my stool behind the counter and join you in the main area of the shop. Gesturing broadly at the shelves around us I say, "We have all kinds here, as you can see, but as far as sultry goes..."
I pause for a second my eyes wandering back to you and moving down your figure, gauging it.
"Is this something that should be more fun to wear or more fun to take off?" I query, giving her a playful grin. I'm trying to keep the mood light and casual, even though my heart's pounding like a drum in my chest.
Dee chuckles, and the sound is like velvet, smooth and rich. "Both, hopefully," she replies, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "I'm looking for something that's going to make me feel... special."
She looks around, her eyes landing on a rack filled with silky nightgowns and negligees. A little overwhelmed at the options.
I smile at you, your laugh taking away a bit of my tension. I look up at the clock and see that it's already closing time. However, I decide that a few more minutes of my time are probably worth a sale. "Here, let me see if I can guess something you may like."
I move over to the rack your eyes had rested on and start rifling through the assortment of silk and lace garments, looking over at you every now and then, deciding what would look best. "Aha," I say quietly as I pull this negligee from the rack.
Bringing it over to you, I say, "How about this?"
She glances at the garment. "I don't mind the style but purple isn't my color do you have something similar in black?" Dee asks, her eyes scanning the negligee I'm holding.
I head back to the rack, not even bothering to take the purple garment back from you. "We have something similar in black, but not exactly the same..."
I pull another garment off the shelf, and finger the soft silk and lace as I bring it over to you. "How about this one?" I ask, holding out the black negligee. It's made of a fine, luxurious silk with delicate lace trim, and I know it's one of our more expensive pieces. But something about Dee tells me she's not afraid to splurge on something she likes.
Dee takes the negligee from me, her fingers brushing against mine briefly. She holds it up to her, her eyes narrowing slightly as she examines the garment. "This is nice," she says, her voice thoughtful. "Do you think it will fit me?"
Dee asks, looking up from the negligee and meeting my gaze. Her eyes are a striking blue, and I find myself getting lost in them for a moment.
I take a step back to examine your figure. "I think so...," I say, a little hesitantly.
"Honestly, with the coat on, I can't really judge accurately. I suspect it may be a little small in the chest."
"If you want to try it on, our changing room in in the back," I gesture to a small room separated from the sales floor by a thick, red curtain.
"I do have a large chest," Dee giggles, a hint of a smile playing on her lips. "I better try it on to be sure. I don't want to have to return it." she starts making her way over to the changing rooms.
I follow behind you, your heels clicking on the floor with each step. I try not to look at your ass as your hips sway, but I fail more than I succeed.
Reaching the curtain of the changing area, I rush ahead of you and pull it aside, revealing a small single person changing room with a large ornate mirror in you corner, a smallish armchair and some pegs for hangars.
"Just let me know if you would like me to pick anything else out for you ma'am," I say with a smile.
"If I find more than one thing I like I might get it," Dee says as she enters the change room and closes the curtain. She begins undressing in privacy, stripping down completely naked.
She gets a little excited at the thought that only this small curtain was between her and Taylor. She lingers naked for a moment before trying on the lingerie. She has to stuff her boobs into the top good to get them in place.
I move away from the curtain to give you some privacy, but I can't help looking over as I hear your clothes hit the floor. Thinking about what you said about buying more, I move out to the sales floor again to keep looking for you.
I come back to the curtain and hang two more pieces outside the curtain. "I've brought you a couple more, ma'am. Let me know if they are to your liking."
"Oh thanks," Dee responded. "I'll try these on as well." She then gets a fun idea. "Hey do you mind giving me your opinion on this?"
Dee's voice calls out from behind the curtain, startling me.
My face goes red as I stand on the other side of the curtain. What could she possibly want my opinion for? I think to myself. But... My mind goes back to the thought of your ass swaying in front of me...
"Of course, ma'am," I find myself saying. "Is it ok to enter?"
I start to slowly pull aside the curtain, my heart hammering in my chest.
The room is dimly lit, the only light coming from the small lamp on the changing room's table. Dee is standing there, her back to me, admiring herself in the mirror. She's wearing the black negligee, the silk clinging to her curves, the lace trim accentuating her slender figure.
She turns around, her eyes meeting mine. She's smiling, a playful glint in her eyes. "What do you think?" she asks, her voice soft yet confident. She takes a step closer, her hips swaying gently.
My gaze wanders up and down your dorm taking in the soft curves of your body underneath the thin wrapping of the negligee. It takes a bit more effort to speak, as I feel my cock start to swell in my pants.
"It, uh, it looks great," I say, struggling to bring my eyes back to your face from where they currently rest on the curves of your breasts.
"It fits ok?" I ask, not sure what else to say.
I'm trying my best to keep my eyes on your face, but they keep drifting down, drawn to the way the silk clings to your body, outlining every curve.
Dee chuckles, a sound that's both playful and seductive. " I think it's a little tight in the chest," she says, looking down at herself. "But that's not a bad thing, right?" She looks back up at me, her eyes sparkling with amusement. she asks again, this time pushing her chest out slightly, her breasts straining against the silk of the negligee.
I watch as your breasts heave against the thin fabric, the outline of your nipples coming into clear focus. I swallow a bit, trying to pull my mind away from the idea of kissing my way across your chest and taking one of your nipples into my mouth...
"Not a bad thing at all, ma'am," I reply, trying to be professional, even though my mind was doing the opposite. "I daresay, it looks very nice on you." I say, trying to keep my voice steady and professional.
"Thanks," Dee replies with a giggle.
Dee turns to me, her eyes sparkling with mischief. " I assume you see women in lingerie all the time. Would you like to see me try on the other items, Taylor?" she asks, her voice a low purr. "I could use a second opinion on what looks best."
I rub the back of my head with one hand, trying to be nonchalant. "Well actually, this is a first for me."
My heart is still pounding in my chest, but my cock seems to have overridden any anxiety that I had around the situation because I then say, "but I definitely wouldn't mind seeing you in some more things... Especially if it helps you choose." I try to keep my voice steady, but I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks.
Dee's eyes sparkle with amusement, and she takes a step closer to me. "Oh I assumed it was normal for the sales people to see the clients try on the merchandise."
Dee says with a playful smile. She then slowly starts to slip the straps of her top down her shoulders, her eyes never leaving mine. The negligee starts to slip down her body, revealing more and more of her skin. It barely covers her nipples now, and I can see the outline of them pressing against the thin silk.
My eyes go wide as they follow the flow of the cloth down your breasts. I take a deep breath as it catches on the protuberance of your nipples and appears to hang there, a bare millimeter away from exposing you.
My eyes shoot back up to yours as you speak. "Uh, yes ma'am. Of course."
I turn 90 degrees and grope the wall on the outside of the changing room until I find the garment. Grabbing it and offering it to you, I ask, "Would you like me to come back after you've changed, ma'am?" Dee bites her lip and looks at me for a moment, her eyes flicking down to my hands, which are clutching the negligee. "Why don't you come in and help me with it?" she suggests, her voice a soft, sultry purr.
Dee turns around, her back still to me, and starts to shimmy out of the black negligee.