Butterfly Boutique

Vivienne
There was a pile of paperwork waiting to be looked at, the kind of menial tasks Vivienne used to jump to as soon as she had a spare moment, but now the pages of blue, pink and yellow order forms had the grizzly, macabre appearance of her own coffin.
She put her coke down and walked to the door, sweeping her hair off her neck as she opened it, creating a fruit scented breeze as she fanned the heavy ends against her neck.
"Joe," she said and he turned a little to face her. "Will you come in here for a sec."
She turned, not the kind of woman to wait for an answer from her staff, kicking out a chair on the other side of her desk for him to sit in.
When he entered she quietly shut the door and sat beside him, her tight rear in its restrictling linen skirt resting lightly on the polished oak table, her hands folded across her chest pushing her breasts up high in their demi cup bra.
"I think you'd better tell me just exactly how long you'll be loitering in my shop. While its nice to have some extra security around here, I'm curious to know the real necessity of it."
 
Samuel

I saw the sales girl meet up with the guy and his daughter, Emily I think he called her, at least I think it was his daughter!
About 18 or 19, blond with a doll like face and full pink lips. Her slim body was dressed in a simple white dress, I don't think she wore a bra, her breasts were poited and very, very perky. She had bare legs that seemed to go on forever.
Celeste looked her up and down then turned to speak with the guy.
I left for an early lunch to check out some new accommodation, my girlfriend says I can't be with her and work with half clad girls all day.
Fat lot of good it's done me so far, I,m horny as hell.
 
Celeste

OOC: Sorry I am late. Real life intrudes...


Celeste's full lips, with tastefully applied lip rouge, smiled warmly at Mr. Edwards and Em.

"Hello, I am Celeste. How may I help you?" Celeste ran her hands over her red jacket and short red skirt. Her clothing fit snuggly around her ample hips and breasts accentuating what she felt to be her most attractive qualities. Little did she realize that her very warm face and sensuous mannerisms were what drew patrons and friends to her.

She glanced at Em's firm young body, openly assessing her. At 27, there were times she rued the changes that age had brought on, not to mention the baby she had had at 17 and placed for adoption. AT 5'5 and 145 pounds, Celeste could not remember a time when she would have been shopping in the "petite" department.

Celeste asked in her raspy voice, tinged by a Quebecois accent, "So, my dear, what might we be looking for today?"

Celeste fully expects to be looking for pretty, yet conservative lingerie for this young lady. After all, her father was with her.
 
Mr. Edwards

"Thank you, Miss, I'm here with my daughter Emily to buy her a wardrobe for University, I don't live with her so we thought that shopping would be a good chance to get to know each other better now that she is grown up"
I felt very nervous explaining my being there with a young girl, but the sales woman seemed to think that was Ok. She was looking Emily up and down, presumably checking what would suit best.
"Ok, Emily? shall I stay with you, or sit over there with the other chaps?"



OOC: WE need an Emily
 
Emily

"Oh daddy..." she said in an adorable voice that sounded nearly like a purr. "You don't want to see my underwear!" She motioned him toward the waiting seats at the side of the shop, and turned back to the salsewoman.

She smiled leaning towards the woman, her green eyes twinkling excitedly and emitting a nervous giggle. "I'm looking for something that -college- girls would wear. Do you have any suggestions?"
 
Mr. Edwards

I was slightly anxious of the way the sales woman was looking at Emily so I thought for a moment, catching her eye.
"Ok then Emily, but just incase you need me to check anything, I'll sit just outside the changing room if thats ok?"
I smiled at her she was obviously so excited to be trying things out.
"I,m sure this nice lady will find you some very, er, interesting things for you to wear" I smiled at the assistant.
 
Emily

I gave dad a quick kiss on the cheek. "Sure enough! I brought you along for an opinion... and I intend to get one... that is, after I decide what to try on."

I turned back to the saleswoman. There was something about her- she wasn't the prettiest woman that I'd ever seen, but she certainly was... something else. Beautiful. Sultry. There was something inside her that seemed to shine forth, illuminating like a light. And her curves were so deliciously soft. I was sure that she had a wonderful opinion on what would look good on me, because... that red suit looked stunning on her.

I gave her a quick smile, and shifted from one foot to the other.
 
Mr. Edwards

"Ok, young Lady"
my hand rested on her hip as she kissed my cheek, her soft lips tingling on my face. I was dimly aware of the waist band of her panties through the thin cotton of her dress, and the soft heat of her body on my arm as she leaned to kiss me.
I also smelt something.. not sure, but kind of sexual, my imagination I suppose.
 
Emily

Mr. Edwards paused reluctantly and went to go sit down near the dressing rooms, picking up a trendy magazine and leafing through it with disinterest before glancing up to her.

Emily smiled to her father, turning up the corners of her lips sweetly, and giving him a tiny wave with the tips of her fingers from the other side of the shop. She turned back to the saleswoman, and leaning over the edge of a glass counter Emily peered inside at the artful jewelry, before glancing back up to the saleswoman.

She blushed slightly as she leaned over the counter, balancing on one leg and massaging the back of her calf with her other foot, as if to calm an itch.

She smoke nearly in a whisper. "I'm looking for something... exciting... to wear underneath. I've never had sexy underwear before, and now that I'm going to college I think its high time. I'd also like your opinion on a few outfits. I prefer dresses and skirts to jeans and the like. Have any ideas?"
 
Mr. Edwards

I sat down to wait, glancing over from my sitting position to where Emily was leaning over a showcase I could not help noticing how long her legs were, I was relieved to know that she was wearing pants, because if she leaned any further moving her leags like that, her bottom will be on show.
I could see another guy watching her very carefully.
"Pervert" I thought, shes only 18
 
Officer Joe

I sat back on the chair, "trust me miss. This very necessary. So far, there have been five robberies, all in this area. In every robbery, there has been a murder. The police have a feeling that this is the next place the robber will strike, and if he does, we'll nail him. If your wondering the force sent me, since I'm a lingerie expert. I could indentify any lingerie you throw at me." She had a serious look on her face.
 
Any lingerie that you throw at me?
Vivienne had to stifle a grin after that response. She wondered just how well Officer Joe would be able to recognise her own brand of lingerie. The neat, seethrough set was skimpy to the point of being almost unidentifiable. You could barely tell where skin ended and tan net began.
"I see..." she said. She stood turnind his chair to face the window so that the two were facing each other. "How about we test that theory?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me?" She kept her clear green gaze on his as she began undoing the buttons of her blouse, popping each perfect pearl from its clasp and parting it ever so slowly. Just a little slope of her soft round breasts the thin strip of clingy material holding them close together. She put her hands behind her back and dragged the zipper down on her skirt, leaving it to fall loose around her hips, ready to puddle on the ground just as soon as she... there it was, that nudge of her right hip that tipped it to the side and down over her thighs so she could step over it. Scant was the best word to describe her panties, the thin string running up between her buttocks the impossible visible coils of crimson hair beneath the veed front of soft gauzy fabric.
Joe was moving uncomfortably in his seat, his groin tightening at the final insolent roll of her shoulders that dropped the blouse and left what had seemed a staid, sensible and prim young women in the unexpected position of wanton Venus.
 
Officer Joe

I was more proffesional than she thought. Even though, I was getting a bit stiff.
I casually walked over to her, and smelled her undergarments for a while. I stood back up, and smiled, "these are one of a kind, Maximus inc., laced lingerie. The size is D-cup, the fabric is silk, and the strap is velcro, made in Canada. The lingerie however, was made in Italy". She seemed impressed. I just casually smiled.

ooc: in real life, I know nothing about lingerie, but for the sake of my character. Lets pretend he knows what hes talking about... please?
 
Mr. Edwards

I settled in to wait for Emily and the sales woman and tried to read the magazine.
But a n attractive woman with I assume her daughter distracted me. The girl was in the shortest skirt and had beautiful long tanned legs, a bare midrift and the most perfect breasts, fairly large and, how can I say, pumped up, swollen with readiness.
They were almost bursting onut of her candy pink t shirt, her nipples clear and prominent.
 
Emily

Emily ventured into the racks of clothing, with the saleswoman stepping behind her. She parted the clotheshangers, examining each item carefully, and taking a few from their places, draping them over her arm.

This one is too "old" for me.... this one is just strange... I do like white... hmm. Would this show too much leg? I think I'll try it on anyway... this one is certainly low cut. Oh, and this one.... wow... I blush just looking at it.

The pile of clothing on her arm began to grow heavy. She was thinking of venturing to the dressing room, when she flipped a simple red dress and then saw it hanging there- a dress that was sure to make more than a few heads turn...

Gasping softly, she pulled it from the rack...
 
Mr. Edwards

I can't take my eyes off the womans daughter, her breasts in the pink top, my cock is stiffening in my pants,
Emily is gathering up clothes and is ready to go into the changing room.
A curtain is not pulled on one of the cubicles and for a few minutes I watch the girl with the pink top, try things on but see nothing.
Then a sales girl opens the curtain to give her something and for a brief moment I see a wonderful side view of the most fantastic breasts, heavy and full with swollen pink nipples, my cock is ready to explode.
 
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