I walked into the mall's Victoria's Secret with a brashness I normally wouldn't feel. At the moment, there were two staffers and one customer in the place. I decided to secure the customer first.
She was a woman a bit older than me, around thirty, in a yuppieish business suit, which left me wondering what she was wearing under that suit! The corporate I.D. she wore informed me that she was Ms. Irene Schirmeister from Human Resources at a local law firm. She was blonde, with a nice enough bust (medium size, but perky), slender waist and good hips (I hate a skinny-assed figure); a body that proclaimed "no kids yet"! I gave her the gold-ring flash, and told her, "You need to stay in this store until I give you permission to leave. You are looking forward to what I have in mind for you." She repeated my admonition mechanically, then resumed her browsing, but with an occasional glimpse in my direction.
I then sought out the two staffers. The younger one I knew casually from school (she'd been a year ahead of me); she was a "California medley" from L.A., with more racial and ethnic mix in her than a racial harmony poster. Her name was Kim Brundage, and she was honey-blonde with medium-brown skin and slightly slanted eyes. Her figure was more impressive than Irene's, with a healthy bust and a fine, eye-grabbing behind. I greeted her, gave her the ring treatment, and told her, "I need to speak to you and your boss. You are eager to help me, and are very attracted to me." She nodded, and got her boss from the back (where she seemed to be doing inventory).
The boss lady was older, almost forty, but obviously kept herself in good shape; I could see her in my mind's eye wearing any of the hotter outfits in the joint. She was dark-complexioned, and a little fleshier than Irene or Kim, with an air of "been there, done that, got the kids and the divorce to prove it." I'd be willing to bet that she was *the* major MILF in her neighborhood! She eyed me curiously, and I did my ring thing. "Julia," (that's what her badge said), "I need you to close the store and join me and the other ladies in the back." She nodded, pulled down the shutters, and we all traipsed into the surprisingly-roomy back room. |