The Young Salesman

[The Preacher]

OOC : I'm looking forward to this, because I work part time in a clothing store, and have often fantasised about some of the female customers that come in, and fucking them senseless. As such, I have a LOT of material, LOL. I dunno if this is too ambitious, but seriously, if any women want to enter this at any time, one after another, it'd be cool, I'll be using my real name and everything, and conducting myself as in real life. It's a menswear store though, so, it'd be buying for a husband, etc.

To describe myself.

6"2, 200lbs, black (mixed background, Fijian and Irish), died blonde hair, cut real short, blazing green eyes, 23, on this day I'd be wearing a white buisness shirt, red tie and black slacks.

Obviously the woman in question will have to start this, so I can approach someone,

 

[Coral~flame]

Rachel

While at work Rachel remembers that tomorrow is her brother's birthday and she hasn't gotten anything for him yet. His wife, Karin, planned a bash for his 30th. Normally it would be a nice dinner reminiscing about him pulling her pigtails as childern. She grins at the memories as she sits in her office. Looking at the clock she decides she can slip out for an early lunch and be back before her meeting.


Stepping outside she notices the rain. Thinking, well its only a drizzle and the shop she has in mind is only right around the corner. She decides to go for it, hurrying along the sidewalk, arriving at the door to the shop rather damp. Opening the door she looks around the posh shop notcing the high priced suits and the hardwood floors. This is right up her brothers alley, she muses. Stopping in front of the mirror she checks herself . shaking her damp red curls, fluffing them with her hand. She wipes the corners of her ice green eyes and runs the tip of her finger over her glossed lips " not to bad, Rachel" she whispers under her breath, at seeing her makeup isn't smudged to badly.

As she is fixing herself in the mirror a salesperson has been standing silently behind her. Turning she notices him and it gives her a start. Her hand flies to her breast. "Oh ...em.. sorry I wwasn't paying attention." Looking up at a very handsome man, the white shirt a wonderful contrast on his deep skin. He towers over her 5ft 5 frame.



OCC: I hope this is ok, you didn't give a description of the shop so I took a few liberties.

I will be able to post on average, twice a day. I tend to be on more at night so I can post more often then. If this is acceptable to you then I would enjoy being part of your thread.

 

[The Preacher]

OOC : No hassles, sounds good, I'll attach my pic to this post, I can't believe I forgot in the last. Before dye tho,

IIC : "No problem" the lady answers with a slight grin on her face.

"Madam, can I help you with anything?" I say, with a brilliant smile.

She's still a bit short of breath, but manages to speak "Yes, I'm looking for a gift for my brother. He's really fussy, I think I'll need a man's advice, and you look like just the man for the job." She laughs quietly, and to be polite, I join in.

I ask her to come with me, and as we walk, I notice that she's quite stunning, almost porcelain skin with sleek, clean, shiny red hair, great lips, excellent body. She walks elegantly beside me as I lead her towards the back of the store and the suits.

 

[The Preacher]

OOC : No hassles, sounds good, I'll attach my pic to this post, I can't believe I forgot in the last. Before dye tho, Won't attach, but it's towards the end of this thread - http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?s=&threadid=95032&perpage=20&pagenumber=2

IIC : "No problem" the lady answers with a slight grin on her face.

"Madam, can I help you with anything?" I say, with a brilliant smile.

She's still a bit short of breath, but manages to speak "Yes, I'm looking for a gift for my brother. He's really fussy, I think I'll need a man's advice, and you look like just the man for the job." She laughs quietly, and to be polite, I join in.

I ask her to come with me, and as we walk, I notice that she's quite stunning, almost porcelain skin with sleek, clean, shiny red hair, great lips, excellent body. She walks elegantly beside me as I lead her towards the back of the store and the suits

 

[Coral~flame]

Rachel

Following the salesman and looking at the racks of hats, coats and other displays as she walks, something catches her eye. She move to examine the ties but the salesman continues to the back of the store. Calling out she tries to tell him that she is unsure as to what she is looking for but he doesn't stop. She finds herself in the suit department.

"I'm not really sure about a suit, I really don't know his measurements, Perhaps I could.." She turns back to the tall, good looking man and he is staring at her with an odd expression.

 

[The Preacher]

i waved her off mid sentance, smiling.

"Is he about my size? Maybe I could model a suit for you?" I laughed politely, as I picked off a 44L off the rack. It was one of the Italian made $800 efforts.

"This is a Peruzzi, it's a new Italian design, very sleek cut. Pure wool, what does your brother do for a living?" I ask, trying to be polite and avoid direct eye contact, her eyes are stunning, and I'm concerned about becoming nervous. She admires the suit, nodding her head, before looking directly at me, in the suit.

 

[Coral~flame]

Rachel

Rachel's delicate hands finger the fabric loving its soft texture. "My but this is a nice suit" She turns to the mirror admiring the suit as well as the man in it. "My brother is about your height" she looks up trying to gage his height with her own. " However, he isn't quite as well built as you are" As the words come from her lips, she begins to flush, her cheeks turning bright red. " Wwhat I meant to say was.... he isn't as muscular, a little leaner than you." looking down Rachel realizes she hasn't stop rubbing the lapel. She starts to pull her hand away. "I'm really not sure this is what I was looking for today.. perhaps a new briefcase, or some other ...."

 

[The Preacher]

I laughed quietly at her unsure she was. I was admiring her more and more as I looked at her, the red hair on her creamy white skin, full, luscious lips. He had accidentally brushed her breast when she entered, they sat high, full and firm. There was a moment of awkward silence, before I said sternly, and with a hint of domination, "What are you looking for today, Madam?"

I looked down on her, very serious, before catching myself and smiling once more, snapping back into my role as a salesman.

 

[Coral~flame]

Rachel pulls her hand away a bit more quickly at hearing the tone of the sales persons voice. wondering if she had just imagined it as he smiles warmly dowm on her. Her eyebrows knit together as she tries to read him. " I'm sorry, I don't mean to waste your time" saying this with a hint of annoyance.. more at herself than with him. "I'm not really that certain what it is I'm looking for. Maye I should check out what you have" her eyes trail over the crotch of his pants. Blushes as she looks up, Rachel knows she has been caught. " I'll..emm,, just look around"

silently she chides herelf, what is wrong with me today! Has it really been that long since you've gotten laid Rachel!..get a grip!.
Thinking... Ohh a grip!

Face stiil red she flashes a bright smile and meets his eyes for a brief moment. Turning on her heels she strolls through the isle. Her backside now available to him. He now sees she is wearing very high heels, walking in the so naturally that she almost glides. there is a slit in her black calf length skirt that seems to move up her thigh. If he is looking he will see just a hint of the tops of her stockings. The slim line over her skirt hugs her petite but full hips giving a nice curve to her wiggling buttocks. Her blouse is white and Her curls still a bit damp fall in waves down her back, almost covering her shoulders dampening the blouse a little in spots. her hair is long but still allows a descent veiw of her tiny waist. Looking at her you could tell this was the body that a corset was made for.

 

[The Preacher]

"Sure" I whispered as she walked away. I saw her eyes, wandering over my body, I could tell she was unsatisfied by her nervous tone around me. As she walked away, I watched her, leaning on a rack, pursing my lips in approval at her gorgeous ass.

As she walked on, I began to follow her around the store. She'd pick up this, pretend to examine that, but she caught my eye a number of times. We exchanged smiles. After a while, I'd all but forgotten about her, before she came up to me, near the changerooms, away from the rest of the store. She had a tie in her hand, but it was a fucking awful color, no one could possibly have liked it. Her choice seemed quite arbitary, and a bit of an excuse to talk.

"I'm sorry, I didn't get your name" she said.

"Oh, Lazarus. And yourself?"

"Rachel. It's a pleasure to meet you."

We shook hands, the first intentional physical contact, as I gripped her small hand in mine.

 

[Coral~flame]

She doesn't know why she is letting this man effect her. Blushing like a school girl! What the hell is wrong with you! She scolds herself, not for the first time today. If this were a business deal she would have been able to handle the sales persons appraising eyes with no problem. She is use to men thinking that she is all fluff, but for some reason she is uncomfortable around him. Him?.. she doesn't even know his name. "Well that can be fixed quickly." she whispers to herself.

Grabbing a tie from the nearest table she finds him near the fitting rooms. Walking up to him she blurts out " I'm sorry, I didn't get your name" closing her eyes for a brief second "real smooth Rach" thinking silently.

"Lazarus, I'm Rachel, its a pleasure to meet you." extending her hand to shake his, his large hand enveloped her own. She is instantly aware of every inch of the skin in contact with his. A warmth spreads through her chest and her nipples tighten to hard little knots. She can feel the lace of her bra itching them as she moves. She looks up into his face but she still can't read him.

 

[The Preacher]

This has gone too far, I think to myself. We've been darting around the store for ten minutes, what's with her. What's with me? I scan the store for the manager, he's nowhere to be seen. As we shake hands, I whisper in her ear.

"Are you nervous around me Rachel?"

I let go of her hand, and wait for the response.

 

[Coral~flame]

She hears him whisper " Are you nervous around me Rachel?" Shivering a bit at feeling his breath on her ear, and his closeness.
She pulls back, furious at being read so easily by him " No, should I be?" she flippantly replies.

 

[The Preacher]

She's understandably flustered at my remark, but there is fear in those eyes. I can see she's unsure of herself, she's afraid of what she might do. A normal customer would storm out, find the manager, or go into a long, berating monolouge, but she's speechless.

I smile at her, not innocently, but with a hidden lust as I lean against a changeroom.

"Rachel, that all depends on what you're looking for. Now, I've asked you before, and I'll ask again, and this time, I mean it, and want your answer, not a meaningless one." I slow my speech and look directly into her enchanting eyes. "What are you looking for today?"

 

[Coral~flame]

Angry now that she has been made to feel uncomfortable by this man. Seeing the look of amusement in he face. She is unsure of what kind of game he is playing, she decides to try and make him squirm a bit.

Grabbing his tie she leans closer, she almost hisses. "What if I were to tell you, that I wanted you!...here now" Praying that he doesn't call her bluff. She just wants him to worry a bit. After all his boss is in the store this could get himin trouble. Letting go of his tie, she gives a short little laugh. Hoping that he can't see her pulse hammering at her throat. Wondering now if she just made a big mistake...

 

[The Preacher]

She thinks she can get me like that? She must have underestimated me. I couldn't confirm lest she feel in control, and have found a weakness. I couldn't deny, because frankly, I wouldn't mind having this woman right here, now.

I decided on a perfect response.

"I'd believe you." It was brilliant, it threw the ball back in her court, she had to make some action right now. "I'd believe you'd like me to do all sorts of shit to you."

I leaned back on the changeroom, straightened my tie and pierced my eyes into hers. My God, I was so turned on.

 

[Coral~flame]

"What an arrogant prick! He is trying to call my bluff" she fumes silently. Her anger making her a bit bolder now. Rachel pushes herself aganist his chest. "You think you are so smart, thinking that you would watch me fly out of here! Thinking you could intimidate me? HA!" she pinches his butt for emphasis. "What if your boss walk over here?" looking up at him. "who is nervous now?" she gives a sly smile.

 

[The Preacher]

I laughed to myself. "I'll just tell him that a customer is raping me. I mean, you are very intimidating, Rachel." I laughed again at the absurdity of the situation. I start to play with her shouting in a whisper, mocking tone "Rape! Rape!"

I look down at her, pressed against my chest, I've barely lifted a finger and she's desperate for me. The look in my eyes was sly, confident.

"Do you want to suck my cock, Rachel?" It was by far the boldest statement I made at work, but I was brimming with confidence, she was mine.

 

[Coral~flame]

She feels his pulse against her stomach, jabbing her rib. The bastard is getting off on teasing her! Whats worse is the juices she can feel starting between her own legs in response! Sure that her face is scarlet now, hearing his mocking tone,"Do you want to suck my cock" Rachel raises a hand to slap the sly look off his face!

Just as she is about to slap him she hears the manager call to Lazarus. " I'm heading to drop those suits to Mr. Finley, Lazarus, mind the shop." The bell on the door rings loudly as he leaves.

Rachel quickly changes her mind and begins to back away...

 

[The Preacher]

John, my manager, oblivious to this little encounter, had called out to me that he was out to drop off a suit. "Sure!" I responded. I'd worked at this place for five years now, and John and I were good friends. Rachel had began to back away from me, obviously seeing this as the perfect opportunity to leave.

"Rachel!" I call out to her. "I didn't get an answer."

She turned to look at me, as I smiled mischeiviously at her.

 

[Coral~flame]

Seeing that he is obviously not going to put his job in jeopardy by doing anything stupid, she relaxes. "you know... as much as I'd really love to, Lazarus, I really don't have the time" she smirks , stepping closer." You must think all women are desperate for you, its really to bad you have such an attitude" she looks him over slowly as he watches. " You are good looking" She grabs the front of his crotch. rubbing his erect cock." Smiling happy to know she was having some effect on him. "You aren't the only one with balls and a stiff prick around here, you should remember that" giving a little squeeze to make her point. Thinking, she'll be damned if she'd let this guy know he was making nervous!

 

[The Preacher]

I'll be honest with you, I was shocked. For the first time, I felt out of control, and a blank look sweeped across my face like I was 14 years old. I laughed softly, trying to play it off, but I sensed she probably picked it up. I looked down at her hand, rubbing my cock, I leaned my head back on the changeroom, sighed and smiled at her, this time warmly, she'd almost tamed me with her hands on my member.

 

[Coral~flame]

Watching him change from a cocky, smug bastard, to a kitten almost purring at her touch, Rachel had to laugh. Smiling she looked into his eyes as she raked a nail over his zipper. " Hmmm you like that, Lazarus?"

 

[The Preacher]

My smile only grew (along with my cock) at these words, and I closed my eyes. I nodded slowly, almost instinctively, "Yes I do, Rachel...yes." Her hands continuing to work on my cock, I placed my hands on her wrist, feeling her hand muscles flex beneath my fingers.

 

[Coral~flame]

In an instant Rachel changed. The anger from a minute ago was replaced with a lust as she heard him half moan "yes." Her nipples threatened to poke through her shirt and there was a throbbing between her legs, matching the one she was feeling through the material of his pants. This close to him, she could smell him a very distinct male smell, it was intoxicating, a mixture of him and his cologne . Rachel found herself reaching up to bring his mouth closer so she could taste his lips.