The Game Room

by Annabel Lucas

  Shane moved to sit, and Sophia shook her head. “No, no, let me help. Put your foot out, dear.”

  Shane lifted her right foot and Sophia slid the shoe on. She wrapped he buckle around Shane’s ankle and strapped it in place.

  “Left, please.”

  Shane shifted her weight onto the new high-heeled shoe - and found it fit quite comfortably. It allowed her to balance her weight on the slim heel and her toes. Sophia slid the other shoe on and strapped it in place. Shane tested her balance in the shoes before she turned to the mirror to stare at how the shoes looked with her pretty feet in them. “Ohhh, I love them.”

  “I knew you would.” Sophia agreed.

  Shane turned to face the mirror. The height of the heels enhanced the curves of her already pretty spectacular legs, if she did say so herself.

  “Nice.” Shane said.

  “Yes.” Sophia echoed. Shane’s eyes shifted to the woman who knelt behind her, “very nice.” She echoed. “This is a lovely dress. Shall we try the next one?”

  Shane nodded.

  Sophia stood behind her and with a smooth motion and slipped her fingers under the silky fabric that held the dress in place. With a slight shift of the fabric, the dress was pooled around her ankles. Shane stood naked dressed in only sheer panties and the amazing shoes.

  “You can step out of the dress.” She said, and Shane felt a blush rush to her cheeks, flushing down to the top of her chest. Sophia seemed not to notice. She was all business. “Here, take my hand.” Sophia reached up and provided Shane support she needed to step out of the dress and then, removed the pool of lovely silk fabric from the floor. Shane covered her exposed breasts with her hands.

  “Next?” Sophia asked.

  Shane smiled, “Yes, next.”

  Sophia retrieved a jumper next. “Now I know this is a variation on the traditional little black dress, but I’m wondering what you think.” Sophia held the pants open and Shane stepped inside. She obeyed when Sophia turned her around to dress her. Sophia zipped her up and continued with the top potion of the jumper. Shane slid her arms into the top like a child following Sophia’s direction. The back was lace, sheer and see through.

  Sophia’s hands fluttered over Shane’s body straightening and smoothing lines.

  “Hmmmmm.” As she considered the way it fit Shane’s body.

  Shane took in the image of herself. The jumper was fitted and sleek. With a neckline that plunged deep between her breasts. At least, this one had bra cups. She didn’t mind the added support.

  “Just let me get one thing.” Sophia said and Shane felt her hand slip into the top under her breast, adjusting the fit of the cup. Shane shivered at Sophia’s touch as she felt the brush of her fingers run over her nipple. Shane closed her eyes, a blush rising again to her cheeks. Sophia was pressed against her back now, for a better reach. Her left hand was mimicking the motion her right hand had just completed. Shane felt the woman’s small hands moving under her top, cupping her breast and shifting its weight into a better fit. As she removed her hand, she made a slight pass over Shane’s nipple.

  Sophia fussed over Shane’s curls, arranging them over her bare shoulders. Then she patted Shane’s hip reassuring her before she stepped back.

  “What do you think about the one?” she asked.

  “Well,” Shane said slowly as she worked to recover her voice. “I kind of love it, but I’m not sure it’s what I want for tonight.”

  Sophia looked thoughtful. “You know what? I kind of love it too. No need to make any decisions yet.” Sophia eyed the dress hanging on the wall. “There was only one more. I got you an array of styles since I wasn’t sure of what you’d like. I think I have the perfect thing. You slip out of this,” she said as she motioned for Shane to lift her hair.

  With her hair out of the way, Sophia unzipped the delicate lace and helped her step out of it.

  “I’ll be right back,” she said as she rushed out of the dressing room. She poked her head back in the curtain, “Shoes off too, Shane.”

  Shane’s mind spun, as she did as she was told. Okay, shoes off too. The Boutique was definitely an order in itself.

  CHAPTER 3

  Dresses

  S hane reached down to unbuckle the strap around her ankles and slid out of the shoes. She replaced the jumper on the satin hanger and hung it on the wall by the first dress.

  She sat dressed in nothing but her panties. Unsure of what to do next, she waited. Her hands returned to her bare breasts to cover hard nipples. What was the etiquette in this situation? How were her nipples supposed to show up? Hard and tight? Big and soft? The idea of nipple etiquette made her giggle.

  Sophia’s voice came, lilting, from beyond the curtain. “Knock knock?”

  “Come in.” Shane said, but there’s was no need to extend an invitation. Shane stood as Sophia bustled in.

  “I think you are going to love this. It will complement the last dress.” Sophia carried silk stockings and lace in her hands. Okay.

  “Turn around, please.”

  Shane turned to face the mirror and watched Sophia unfold black lace corset and wrapped it around Shane’s waist. Sophia began the tedious process of putting the tiny buttons through the buttonholes one by one. It was a tickling motion that caused Shane’s already hard nipples to hurt. Unfortunately, although the corset was designed to hold her waist, it had underwire and partial cups to hold her breasts. Which meant that her tight nipples were held on display as the undergarment lifted her exposed breasts slightly to encourage her lovely female form.

  When Sophia reached the top of the corset, she lifted Shane’s right breast adjusting and settling her into the right spot. She then duplicated the action with Shane’s left breast. Sophia’s soft tending invited interest from Shane’s body. She could not control how her panties dampened under the touch. Sophia moved behind her and began to tighten the ribbons the bound the corset in place. Small shifts of the fabric helped narrow Shane’s already small waist. She could visualize what she would look like when Sophia was done. She took steadying and calming breaths as the corset tightened. It bound her from just under her breast to her hip bones, leaving a small band of belly and her panties exposed.

  “Now, dear, ivory and black will just never do. I hope you don’t mind. We need to get a picture of the whole outfit. I’m just going to slip these …” Sophia’s fingers moved to the sides of her panties and slid them off her hips. “off.”

  The ivory panties slid to the floor exposing her naked, clean-shaven pussy.

  “Oh.” Sophia’s eyebrows raised in surprise. “How lovely. Step in, dear.”

  Sophia held what appeared to be a lacy elastic band and as she worked it over Shane’s hips into place, Shane realized it was a garter belt. Shane swallowed her nervous giggle, as Sophia’s hands worked over her body.

  “Thank you.”

  “Sit here, dear.” She patted the cushioned bench and Shane obeyed. Sophia retrieved a silk stocking, working it in her hands to find the toe. She placed the stocking over Shane’s toes and began unrolling the silk stocking up her legs. Shane had done this a thousand times to dress herself, but this, this was incredibly erotic. She closed her eyes and let Sophia’s fingers tickle at the delicate curves of her leg. Sophia stretched the silk over her foot, up her calf to the middle of her thigh, where she produced small elastic bands that would attach the stockings to the corset.

  Sophia repeated the process with Shane’s left leg. The process left Shane’s pussy twitching with desire by the time Sophia had attached the left stocking to her garter belt.

  “Wonderful. Please stand up dear. Now, turn around.” Shane found Sophia kneeling behind her again and felt those tickling fingers attach the garter from behind. Sophia’s fingers inadvertently caressed the cheeks of Shane’s ass, adjusting the straps to the best fit, while Shane’s body fought against the desire for more touch. “Now for the dress.”

  Shane took a deep breath. Now for the dress.

  Sop
hia slid the dress over Shane’s head, and it slipped down the length of her body. It was exquisite and covered her like a second skin. The fabric seemed to breathe with her, and it stretched with her every movement. It had a plunging back that stopped just above the corset. The dress had long sleeves and a deep neckline that showcased her lovely breasts. With the corset’s support, her breasts looked delicious, even to her. The dress skimmed her hips and ass, with a slit on either side to reveal her stockinged legs. As Shane took in her image, she realized if she turned just the right way, a lucky observer could see the creamy flesh that lay just above the stocking. She was way more than satisfied with this dress.

  While Shane took in her own image, Sophia fussed over her, caressing and smoothing the fabric into place.

  The corset held her curves in place, a perfect hourglass figure. She turned side to side, letting her eyes slip over the curve of her hips. The dress was a little too long. It reached the floor and spilled over her feet onto the carpet. Sophia followed her gaze,

  “That’s easily remedied. Here dear, I picked these up. See what you think.”

  Sophia pulled out a pair of four-inch Armani pumps. Simple and sexy as hell. It was a pair she’d admired in the window. Sophia held out the shoe for Shane to slide her foot into the Las Vegas-style Cinderella slipper. When she lifted her foot to meet the shoe, the dress slipped between her legs, exposing her leg through one of the slits in the dress. If a lucky viewer were to see her with her knee bent at this angle, he would be privileged to see what lay under the exquisite dress. The second course, so to speak. Sophia had dressed her in a garter belt without panties.

  Shane shifted her balance, placing her full weight on the foot now settled into the Armani pumps and held out her other foot. She felt her muscles straining to hold the pose while her eyes were drawn to her mirror image. Again, the dress slid away, the front slipped between her legs, exposing a thin strip of skin just above the silk stocking. The garter that attached to the sheer stocking disappeared under the dress, riding high on her thigh.

  Sophia’s lips occupied a small smile as she watched Shane take in her mirror image. Clearly pleased with herself and probably counting Shane as another satisfied customer.

  She gently patted Shane’s foot. “Let’s have a look at you, dearest.”

  Shane placed her foot back onto the floor and stood in front of the mirror. The fabric of the dress shifted back into place on its own- not a wrinkle to be seen. Sophia’s hands fussed and fluttered, caressing the curves that lay under the corset and ones that did not. She seemed to pay special attention to the curve of Shane’s breasts. Shane felt her nipples tighten again. She could see them in the mirror, both nipples were hardened buds. She looked at Sophia, as the woman moved her hands down the length of Shane’s body like a trainer examining a thoroughbred.

  “Shanie?”

  Shane turned into the sound of her name. Tess was beyond the drawn curtain.

  “I’m here.” She said, her voice throaty. It was deeper than it should be and betrayed the emotion rising from Sophia’s gentle touches. Tess pulled back the curtain and gasped.

  “Oh my god! You are exquisite. I can’t even…” She fussed over Shane as Sophia continued her ministrations. As Tess’s golden eyes skimmed the curves under the black evening dress, Shane felt her face grow hot and her belly tightened under Tess’s approval.

  “Simply beautiful.” She said, moving a spill of curls from Shane’s shoulder to her back.

  “You look beautiful. Ryan will absolutely love it”

  Shane raised her eyebrows in question. “What?” As the question hung between them. Did she know?

  “Oh please, you think I don’t see the way he looks at you?” Tess swatted at her playfully. “Yes, he’s going to love it. Damn girl! And these shoes.” Tess was eyeing the leather pumps. “Armani?”

  “Yes,” Shane giggled. “Too much?”

  “No, absolutely not too much.” Tess scolded. Her eyes seemed to caress the shoes. “Just gorgeous.”

  “I didn’t even ask how much.” Shane confessed. “I’m just buying today. I love everything. I love it too much to leave any of the outfits behind.”

  Tess smiled and confessed. “No, No, this is on me.”

  “What?” Shane said, as she raised her hand in protest.

  “Please. You all came out here to make a deal. That whole plan was interrupted by our family…” she paused to find the words, “emergency and turn of events.”

  Shane shook her head as Tess nodded and changed the subject. She stepped back so Shane could see her own dress.

  “What do you think?”

  “Ohhhh Tess. You look amazing.” Shane was shocked that she had not noticed the dress on Tess. She looked absolutely delicious. Tess’s golden hair was piled into a messy knot on top of her head, exposing her long elegant neck and the curve of her shoulders. The dress, a bronze metallic fabric that clung to her, fell in gentle folds to reveal lovely breasts, the curve of her waist, and the spread of her hips. As Shane took her in, Tess turned and showed off the back of the dress. The dress plunged down her back, hanging over Tess’s shoulders as it scooped down to reveal her back. The dress was cut mid-thigh, short and sweet- perfect to showcase Tess’s long lean legs. Her feet were dressed in leather sandals with intricate straps that wound around her delicate ankles and up her calves. The fabric pooled just above her the curve of her buttocks. The way it was cut did not allow for undergarments. No way. No bra, no undies.

  As Tess turned to show off the front of the dress, Shane could almost see the curve of her bare breast behind the fabric.

  “Wow.” The word slipped out of Shane’s mouth before she realized it was forming in her mind.

  “I love it. You look incredible.”

  Tess smiled, her tawny eyes crinkling with the complements. “Thank you. I’m taking us somewhere special tonight. It’s a place Anthony and I love to go. I think you’ll like it.”

  Shane laughed. “Ryan said you know the best places. I didn’t even think about where I would be wearing this to. It’s gorgeous, but not exactly Applebee attire.”

  Tess shook her head. “No, not exactly,” She laughed and walked out of the dressing room, leaving Shane alone again with Sophia.

  “Would you like me to pack this up for you?” Sophia asked, gesturing at the outfit Shane wore.

  Shane laughed. “Yes, actually, I’ve never I felt more…me.”

  Sophia nodded. “We get that a lot.”

  Sophia gathered the dress as she lifted it over Shane’s head. Without the dress, Shane’s skin broke out in goosebumps, nipples tight and her breasts exposed. Shane laughed and crossed her arms in front of her chest.

  “It’s a little chilly in here.”

  Sophia smiled. “I suppose it is. Here, let me help you out of that so you can get back into your clothes and warm up.”

  She turned so Sophia could work the corset free, her delicate fingers working quickly at the satin bindings and tiny buttons. Shane felt the undergarment loosen, allowing her to breathe easier. It slipped down and left her naked except for the silk stockings and shoes.

  Sophia glanced at her and sighed. “Just lovely. You have a lovely figure, dear.” Sophia held Shane in her sights for a moment longer and then handed over her bra.

  “Here you go.” Shane sat down, and began to roll the stockings down her legs,

  “Oh, let me.” Sophia’s fingers were faster than Shane’s protest, as she slipped the silk stockings down Shane’s calf then off her toes. “There you are. I’ll see you out front.” Sophia smiled as she held the dress and undergarments over one arm and the exquisite shoes hooked over her fingers. She quietly stepped out of the dressing room, leaving Shane alone.

  Shane smiled and covered her mouth to stifle a laugh. Jesus. Seriously. What an experience. She was still more than a little turned on from all the stroking and adjusting. Shane let out a sigh, as her fingers closed around the silk undies folded into her jeans. Slipping into
them, she felt a little restricted. Seriously.

  When she’d walked in, this was her favorite outfit and now, it felt binding and just a little off. She fussed at the waist band of her jeans and wiggled her toes in her boots in an attempt to get comfortable.

  The lighting in the dressing room was soft and warm. As Shane stepped into the store, she squinted, trying to get her eyes adjusted to the daylight streaming in through the windows. Tess stood at the register wrapping up her transaction. Shane let loose a smile as she moved through the clothing racks to join her.

  “Hey,” she put her arm around Tess’s narrow shoulders and leaned in lowering her voice. “Thank you for bringing me here. This store is my new favorite.”

  Tess laughed. “Me too.” Tess’s purse hung over her shoulder between them and pressed against Shane’s hip as they hugged. The purse vibrated aggressively. She raised her eyebrows at Tess and eyed the bag. Tess laughed and retrieved her phone.

  “It’s Anthony. I need to take this.” Shane nodded as Tess grabbed the bag and stepped away from the counter and out of ear shot. Stephen stood behind the counter. Shane looked around for Sophia and couldn’t find the lovely woman. “Sophia helped me, and she said she’d package my things. Did she bring them up by chance?”

  He looked at her for a moment then smiled, reached over to take her hand and patted it.

  “Miss Evans, Miss Rossi has taken care of your purchase today.”

  Shane shook her head, “Oh, no. That’s n- not what I intended.”

  He leaned over the counter as if he were giving her the secret to life.

  “She does this a lot.” He patted her hand again. “She’s always a surprise.” With that, he handed Shane her shopping bags and gently dismissed her.

  “Thank you for your business today. Serving you has been a delight. Please, come back,” He paused then added, “soon.”

  CHAPTER 4

  Elevators

  S hane felt a bit dazed as she slipped out the front door into the desert heat. She glanced around the parking lot for a moment before she saw Tess. As she approached, Shane saw that Tess was still on the phone and was clearly upset. Tess spoke in soft tones, but her voice was curt.