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Dressed to Thrill 4 - Ladies at Work
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Dressed to Thrill
© Chuckles
Part 4 - Ladies at Work
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We got to the shop just before opening time, and Kate opened up. She had
dismissed her other shop assistants for the day, and I helped her get ready for
the day. For the morning, Kate seamed to find all sorts of reasons for me to
help a customer try on all sorts of lingerie. It took a lot of self-restraint
to stay calm in the midst of all the semi- naked women. A few times, I thought
I saw a bulge between my legs, and I could feel my cock straining against the
bindings.
At just before lunch, Claudia walked in. She was wearing a purple dress, and a
jacket. I was serving another customer, and so Kate walked up to serve her.
"Hello, Kate!" Claudia said cheerfully. "Have you got the teddy I ordered last
week?"
"Sure, Claudia, if you'll wait for a while, I'll get it for you." Then Kate
walked into the storeroom.
The customer I was serving was done, and after punching up the sales, I stayed
behind the counter. I noticed Claudia eyeing me, and I was about to introduce
myself when Kate reappeared.
"Here it is," Kate said, as she came out of the storeroom, holding a bag. She
handed the bag to Claudia, and took her credit card. As she was writing up the
charge slip, I saw Claudia whisper to Kate. Kate gave a giggle, and said,
"Jacqueline, come here. There's someone I want you to meet."
Barely able to conceal my excitement, I walked over, and Kate introduced us,
"Claudia, meet my new sales assistant, Jacqueline. Jacqueline, this is one of
our regular customer, Claudia." I smiled and shook her hand.
"Jacqueline," Claudia said, in a melodic voice, "Would you like to have dinner
with me, tomorrow, at the Windslow Grill?" I was ecstatic! It worked! This
might actually work! "Sure!" I said, trying to make my voice as high as
possible. It came out like a squeak, but Claudia did not seem to notice anything
fishy. "Okay. I'll pick you up at seven, is that fine?" I said yes, and gave
her my address, and phone number.
When she left, Kate, and I hugged each other, and I thanked her profusely. Kate
then got serious, and said, "Well, that's the easy part. Now you have to go for
dinner with her. Come on, we still have work to do." Kate then put out an "OUT
FOR LUNCH" sign and we went to the clothing store.
We picked out a royal blue cocktail dress. We also got some matching shoes, and
jewelry. Back at the store, Kate also packed a set of exotic underwear. "This
is a special set that I got from France. They should go well with or without
that dress," she grinned.
The rest of the day was very much a blur. Even the constant procession of
semi-naked women were no longer exciting, as I thought of the coming date with
Claudia.
That night, Kate spent the night at my place. Again, she insisted that I wear a
nightie, and the g-string, and pussy panties. I was so happy that I did not
even bother to argue. Also to be honest, I am beginning to enjoy the feel of
satin, and lace on my skin. I think Kate also realized this, which is why she
probably insist on me wearing all these clothes.
The next day, we spent the whole morning, and quite a bit of the afternoon on
removing the red nail polish, and applying a new coat of bright pink. Then
after a quick shower, I got into my 'gear'.
After putting on the g-string, and pussy panties, I sat down on a chair, and
Kate proceeded to apply the makeup. After the coat of foundation was applied,
Kate applied a lot of blush onto my cheeks, more than the other times, until my
cheeks were decidedly pinkish. Then she applied mauve eye-shadow, and violet
eye liner, and mascara. Lastly, she used a dark pink lip pencil, and filled my
lips in with coral pink lipstick.
Kate produced a new corset, which did not have a bustier part. She pulled it
around my waist, and reduced it to its feminine form. She then took the lacy,
strapless bra and put it on my chest, together with the fake breasts. Then she
put the garter belt and panties on. I realized that this set of underwear was
not meant to hide anything, since the bra was a light blue material, that was
almost transparent. The panties were crotchless. In fact it left the entire
area from my 'pussy' to my anus totally bare. I then pulled on a pair of light
blue stockings.
She then helped me into the dress. It was beautiful, with small sparkles on it.
The reasoning of the strapless gown became obvious as the dress left my
shoulders bare. There were a few folds at the top, and it was figure-hugging.
That's alright, since the corset, and the fake breasts gave me a body that women
would die for. It also had a pair of gloves, which came up to just above my
elbow. I had trouble with them, so Kate had to help.
Lastly, the jewelry. I clipped on a pair of onyx earrings, and put on a choker,
that was similar to the one I wore on my first night, except there was a small
amethyst set on a pendent in the middle. Finally, Kate slipped a gold bracelet
onto my left hand, and I put on the light blue velvet shoes. They had 4" heels,
but I was beginning to get used to them. I was done. It took me more than an
hour to get ready. Now I understand why women are always so slow. I made a
promise to myself not to become annoyed with future dates who take forever to
get ready.
At five minutes to seven, I heard a car pull up in the drive way. I looked out
the window, and saw Claudia getting out of her BMW. Kate gave me a light peck
for good luck, and draped a shawl around my shoulders. By the time Claudia got
to the front door, I was ready.
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