Steve snapped out of his reverie when he saw Carol turn from Teddi and start to walk towards him. He had no idea what to say, and just tried to act cool.
"Hi, Steve! Happy Birthday!"
"Oh, thanks. I didn't know you knew. You look terrific. Where did you get those pants?"
"Oh, this greasy Indian salesman who reps some of our lines brought in a sample last month. We just got the line in a couple days ago. You approve?"
Steve knew that she did not need an answer. He had shared many of his most private secrets with her, and if she had any memory at all she should know that the sight of her in anything dark blue and slinky would send him through the roof.
"What can I say, except thank you."
"Have you been waiting long?" she asked, with a slight touch of coyness in her voice.
Steve wasn't sure if he should tell her. Now, in front of Teddi, might be a bad idea. Maybe later, but he didn't want to hurt her feelings. They had such a special relationship, yet she could not give him something that he liked so much. He was afraid that to tell her what had happened might meaning losing Teddi, and he wanted to taste that water more than once. It might even cost Teddi her job. No, he would wait.
"Not too long. And you're worth it, more than worth it."
Carol leaned closer, and spoke in the tones of a confidant.
"I want you to know that these pants feel very, very sexy. It's just like those qiana gowns, but stronger, and it's all around my legs."
He grinned and squirmed a bit, delighted in her taunting him with his fetish. His dick, unsatisfied after his time with Terri, grew rock hard listening to her.
Carol continued, her voice growing languid and sensual.
"The lace of this blouse it very scratchy, and I have nothing on under it. My nipples are on fire. And I have on one of those tight, beaded g-strings you like so much. It's pulling up deep inside me, right now. I want you so much!"
Carol loved to do this to him, and he loved it just as much. A party wasn't a party unless she tormented him like this for hours, until they could slip away and satisfy each other.
"Anything happen at the store today?"
This was another of their favorite games, the stories from her dress shop. He was never sure how much was real and how much was fiction, but, like the Thousand and One tales, she was never at a loss for a good story.
"Actually, it was quite a day. You should have been there. First of all, this morning that new girl, Nancy, got all fouled up writing up a sale. The customer ended up feeling cheated, and it was a big sale, over two hundred dollars!
"Now, do you remember that idea we talked about the other night, about having her wear the clothes we sell, right there in the store? I just haven't been able to think of a way to ask her. You know, she's so prissy. Well, when this happened it gave me an idea. I really was angry, but I kind of over played the part. I took her back to my office, scolded her, and made her wear a really nice gown, with absolutely nothing on underneath! I made it her punishment."
As her story unfolded, Steve saw a gleam in her eye that bespoke of great enjoyment with what had happened. But the end didn't ring true. It would make him grin like that, but he suspected that there was more to the story for her to have enjoyed it so much.
"My, what pleasant punishment," Steve said with a sigh. "Are you sure that's all that happened?"
Now she blushed, then giggled a bit. "Ah, well, you know me. I guess I did spank her too. But just a little!"
"Oh sure. Forty lashes with the cat-o'-nine-tails, washed with sea water."
"Now Steve! I'm not anything like that, and you know it."
"OK. Anyway, I'd believe it more if you said that she beat you."
"Are we feeling just a little grouchy this evening? What's the matter, not been getting enough lately?"
Her comment stung. Yes, he was grouchy. He had just spent a delightful hour that left him horny as hell but unsatisfied. Then she walks in dressed to make his cock rip open his pants, but he has a gig to get to. And he can't tell her about Teddi, but she's teasing him with this story about Nancy.
He took a deep breath, caught hold of himself, then tried to apologize. "Sorry Carol, it's just that you look so ravishing, and I can't stay. I wish I didn't have to play tonight. I mean I wish I could play with you tonight."
"Oh, that's OK. And thanks. But, I do have a big party here tonight, so I wouldn't be much company anyway."
"Yeah. Well, anything else, back at the store?"
"Oh yes, something very special. A regular customer of mine came in. Last month she bought one of those really slinky dresses I showed you, like my yellow one, only she bought it in blue."
"I wish your's was blue," Steve injected, with a touch of hurt.
"I told you, the blue sold out right away. Anyway, I asked her how she liked it, and I wish you could have heard us talk.
"She said that she loves to wear it because it feels so good. She always wears it without anything underneath, and she told me how it felt almost like being tickled. I wish you had been there to hear her!
"Anyway, I told her that I hoped her boyfriend wasn't like mine, because you love to tickle girls wearing dresses like that. You know what she said? She said that she loves to be tickled like that, but her boyfriend isn't interested."
Steve's heart was pounding, but he managed to keep his voice under some semblance of control. "That's terrible! What a waste! Did you by any chance get her phone number?"
"No, you pervert! I told her that I had better keep the two of you apart, or she'll steal you for sure!"
"Cruel, so cruel. Not just for one night?"
"Would you really be interested? How about a threesome with her, would you like that?"
Steve had never though seriously about a deal like that, and wasn't sure what an honest answer was.
"Gee, I don't know. I've always been a one-on-one kind of guy."
"Oh, don't be such a fuddy duddy! And after all those nice things I said about your naughty sex habits!
"Anyway, I showed her this new line, like I have on. I had Nan model it. She looked stunning in it. My customer just couldn't take her eyes off Nan. I thought she was going to make a pass at her. Well, she bought a pair of pants like these, in black, with a matching blouse. She liked it so much she had me cut off the tags so she could wear it right out of the store!"
"Did she say anything about the way it felt?"
"Oh yes. She couldn't stop talking about it. She used the word 'comfortable' a lot. Knowing how much she liked the blue gown, I'm sure that the outfit was blowing her mind.
"When she left, Nan and I were alone in the store, behind the counter. I'm afraid I did something very naughty."
"Come on, what was it?"
"Well, it was kind of on impulse. You remember how I spanked her in that qiana gown? She seemed to enjoy it, but never said anything about it. Well, I was thinking about you, and my conversation with my customer, and there she was with her back to me, leaning on the counter, her ass swaying right under my nose. I had this overpowering urge to spank her, but instead I just started to run my fingernails up and down her ass."
Steve gave out a little sigh, his eyes hungry for more.
"She turned her head around and looked startled, then said 'Oh, that feels good.' So I just kept doing it. She started to giggle and jerk a bit, but made no move to stop me. Finally, after a few minutes, she shuddered all over. I think she came. I just stopped, and she kept leaning there, breathing hard. Just then a customer came in, and as she went to wait on her she turned and said 'That was very nice.'"
"Oh wow. Nan's that new girl you hired, the real pretty one, yeah?"
"Yes, you've seen her in the store, I'm sure."
"You see, some women really enjoy that sort of thing. I'm glad you are starting to believe me."
"Now I suppose you'll be hanging around the store trying to pick her up?"
"Would I do a thing like that?"
"Actually, if you want to, its OK with me. Just remember where home base is. And don't bring any strange diseases home with you. Why don't you drop by sometime and hang out for a while. From now on she'll always be dressed just the way you like. I'm sure you'd enjoy that! Now maybe I'll give her that outfit she wore today."
"I'm not sure I could stand it. I would probably cream in my pants."
"I wish you could be there when a group of young girls comes in looking for prom dresses. They are so cute, and the look on their faces when they try on one of those dresses for the first time is priceless. They always look so delighted, grinning and giggling and teasing each other. The other day a pair came in, and one said to the other, 'You wear that, Rodney no going dance with you 'case he going have such a big hard on.' Then the other replied, 'Yeah, but jes tink how much fun aftah?'
"Oh brother! Really?"
"I really wish you had been there. Oh, by the way. I'm having some friends over for dinner Sunday night. A couple of the girls from the store. I think Nancy will be there. Care to join us?"
"Hmmm. Sunday. Yeah, I'm not doing anything. Sure, what time?"
"Why don't you come around six, to help get ready."
"I'll be there."
"Good. Who knows, maybe I can get them to dress up for you!"