Lingerie Whore (Closed for ash13)

[RiversEdge2010]

Character: Jack Henson, 6’2”, Athletic Build, Black Hair, Blue Eyes

It’s been a long day at work, and all I have on my mind is finishing my holiday shopping. I have a flight to catch home in a couple of days and this is the only time I can get my holiday shopping done. But what has me more excited is that tonight is my night with Tanya, the high-class, redheaded hooker who lets me fuck her senseless and come all over her face. It’s always such a stress reliever to fuck her, so I tend to be very pent up leading right up to our meeting and can think about nothing else.

But as I finish my holiday shopping, dreading the thought of heading back out into the bitter cold winter night, into the snowy parking lot congested with traffic, my heart races at the sight of a some skimpy lingerie on a well-endowed mannequin at the Victoria’s Secret. That’s when I see her (you) greeting at the door, the petite little redhead, just a young thing and built like a little rockstar. I want to have you. I could have anyone I wanted being the head of my own company, being as rich as I am. But this went beyond just a simple desire to have sex. It was about the power to control, to make women do things they never thought they would have in other circumstance but the ones I dominated.

Having the high-end whores were always great, but something about a civilian I could control and change always made me even more excited. As I approach you, I flash a charming smile at you.

“Hey there,” I say confidently. “You are indeed a stunningly beautiful woman.”

 

[ash13]

Thank you sir I am Ashley how may I help you. ?" I say with a warm smile wearing pink blouse black pleated skirt 3" above knees nude pantyhose and 3" strappy pink heels. " what would you like to see first sir?"

 

[RiversEdge2010]

"Yes, I think I'd like to see some of the more skimpy, see-through designs I saw in your window, but the mannequins out front in your window just don't do them justice. I won't know what they look like on a real woman's body. Maybe you can help me out, because you, Ashley... have the body of a goddess," I say, smiling, my eyes falling down your body and then back up to your beautiful face, wondering if you'll be the type of girl to let go of her inhibitions for the right price or the right man...

 

[ash13]

"Umm how sir we are not really supposed to be the model. Just not right I don't think. How can I help you?" I say with a warm smile although you see the wheels clicking in my head pondering your proposition.

 

[RiversEdge2010]

"But Ashley..." I say, pressing my body closely against yours right out in the open, me sensing your nervousness. "Lingerie is such an intimate thing to purchase, and yet you have them on display on these cold statues, these lifeless mannequins out here. The garments I am interested in seeing are, in fact, see-through. It is important that I see them modeled for me, to see how they look clinging to a naked woman's skin, to see what that skin looks like beneath the mesh material... to see what her nipples might look like beneath said material, what her slit might look like... all of those intimate details are very important for the amount of money I am willing to spend in this shop, and I as I've said, my dear... you have the perfect body to do said modeling, the perfect complexion... the perfect color hair," I say, brushing my hand through your long, cherry locks and taking your cheek in my hand. "What do you say, doll?"

 

[ash13]

I back away taken aback by your boldness but heavily blushing at the thoughts and imagery floating on my head. I stumble back slightly as I rub my thighs together maintaining my balance as you see how your words affected me. " sir I. I don't that's a good idea not very ummm professional and all". Even though I say I don't "think" it would be a good idea. The word no has not yet exited my lips.

 

[RiversEdge2010]

I smile devilishly at you, at your creamy bust line and feel my cock stiffen at your nervous smile and mixed up words. "I'm so glad you think so... but who is worried about professionalism? You are a woman with an extraordinarily sensual and feminine form... to try these garments on for me would be the most professional thing one could do. Especially for a high-paying client such as myself, young woman," I say, reaching into my back pocket and pulling out a couple of crisp, hundred dollar bills I had planned to use for a tip this evening on my favorite, go-to call-girl... but when I see the look in your eyes, I know I have you. "And when you do find that special see-through pair of garments... make sure the backside... is just floss between your cheeks, honey. I can see you have a beautiful, large bum and I'd love to see that too," I add, heading away toward the changing room.

 

[ash13]

i stand at the edge of the dressing room blushing heavy as the lacy brown underwear is mostly transparent so my bald pusdy lips and nipples are on display for a customer. " is this outfit to your liking sir "

 

[RiversEdge2010]

My eyes light up as you return dressed just as scantily as i have requested. Seeing your porcelain form, your silky smooth form and the private parts of your body so boldly put on display for me. I can tell that you've shaved your mound, making it impossible to tell whether you are a real, natural redhead or not (though I suspect that you are). Your erect nipples are poking through the mesh material of the bra and you've displayed your entire form to me basically.

"Well, Ashley... I think you've earned this money," I say, handing you the folded, crisp, hundred dollar bills to you, watching you take them nervously, biting your lip and checking back over your shoulder into the main store.

"The question is, for a few more of these," I say, reaching into my pocket. "Will you strip for me?"

 

[ash13]

Sir "modeling" what weasel is one thing I am not a stripper! I say with a stern look attic as I stand in the skimpy semi see through lingerie awaiting your next move. Breathing harder in anticipation and semi turned on by the taboo nature of the situation.