“I was thinking of your version of a little black dress.” Tess smiled at Steven and Shane felt like she was missing something.
Steven raised his eyebrows and returned her smile. “A little black dress. I may have just the thing. Is this for you or for Miss Shane?”
“Well, I imagine we will both need something, but the little black dress would be for her,” Tess replied.
“I understand.” He turned to Shane, formal and polite. “Please come with me.” Shane followed obediently taking in the beautiful outfits on display, and shoes. Ohhhh. Her breath escaped her lips in audible appreciation at a pair of exquisite pumps. Steven turned to her and smiled. “I’ll have Sophia bring some for you to try on.”
From the outside, The Boutique seemed compact and small. Once inside, the store transformed into an expanse of space, filled with beautiful things. Shane wanted to touch everything she saw.
As they moved around the shop to the dressing rooms at the center of the store, the displays shifted from business attire to daytime casual and then, to lovely more formal night wear. Shane let her fingers trail the clothes on the racks. In an inviting nook, Shane saw the athletic wear and made a mental note to check that out before they left. Steven led her though the lacy undergarments just before they reached the posh dressing room. Her fingers suddenly felt too impatient to wait. Shane reached out to touch the silk and lace hanging from satin hangers. Silk stockings and garters. Sexy. So damn sexy. Ohhhh. Once again, her appreciation was audible.
“Steven?” She asked.
“Would you like to try on some undergarments as well Miss?”
“Yes, please.” I would. I really, really would.
She heard Tess’s lilting laugh and realized the dressing rooms formed a circle in the middle of the store. While they appeared isolated, to provide a private shopping experience, they were actually right next to each other. Whoever designed this store was a genius.
“Miss Shane?” Steven had pulled back a shimmery tapestry to reveal the dressing room on the other side, “Right this way.” The room soft and inviting. A large, padded bench sat beside a simple full-length mirror. The room was decorated in hues of soft creams and sage. So simple and incredibly inviting.
A woman appeared behind Steven and he nodded to her with an introduction. “Sophia will assist you with all your needs today.”
A small woman dressed in a simple white dress stepped into the room. Shane thought she contended with her curls. At that moment, she promised herself that she would never again fuss over her tangles. Sophia’s mane of auburn hair fell over her shoulders in ringlets. Gorgeous.
“I love your hair,” Shane said, and Sophia’s pretty face broke into a smile.
“Thank you.” The woman’s voice was as warm as the color of the curls that framed her face. The white linen dress, their equivalent of a uniform, complemented the look of the boutique. Simple and beautiful. The white dress was tailored to accentuate the female shape and allowed for the woman’s beauty to outshine the outfit. Sophia was delightful; complete with an hour-glass figure and shapely legs. Her pretty feet slid into peep-toed pumps showing off coral-colored toenail polish.
Steven leaned into Sophia, providing direction. “Miss Shane is looking for some evening wear, I believe a little black dress is in order. She’s with Tessa Rossi.”
Understanding spread across Sophia’s lovely face. “Oh, how lovely.”
He continued “I believe Miss Shane would also like to try on some underthings to complement the dress and forgive me if I am mistaken, but Miss Shane, I think you were interested in some shoes as well?”
Shane nodded. “Yes, please.”
Sophia nodded, “Yes miss. Let me gather some things and I’ll be right back. Feel free to undress.”
Shane continued to nod like a bobblehead doll. Yes, of course. Wonderful. Sophia slid the curtain to the wall and disappeared in search of the perfect little black dress. Shane’s heart rose in her chest, her excitement all at once too much. She clapped her hands and caught the image of herself in the full-length mirror. Her excitement brimmed over and caused her cheeks to turn an intriguing shade of red. Then she remembered Sophia’s instruction, she sat down on the bench in the dressing room and unzipped her boots. Shane slipped out of the worn leather that held her feet, unbuttoned her jeans and shimmied out of them. Shane was contemplating removing her shirt when the curtain slid open and Tess slipped inside her dressing room.
“Hi!” She was dressed and glowing. “What do you think?”
“Oh my god. Seriously, I love this place!” Shane’s words tumbled out. Her state of undress is nearly forgotten.
“I know!” Tess gushed. “Me too. They are the absolute best.” She leaned in conspiratorially “and you haven’t even seen the clothes.” Tess was laughing now, leaning into Shane like an old girlfriend. Her body, warm and soft, against Shane’s bare leg.
Shane mirrored Tess’s energy, “I think I’d like to be Sophia when I grow up.” She laughed.
Tess nodded. “God yes, She’s wonderful. I have Nan today- who is also wonderful. Steven doesn’t mess around with the staff. You can’t go wrong here.”
“Tess?” A soft voice called her name from beyond the curtain. In a moment, Tess was up and moving, she kissed Shane’s cheek, and whispered, “have fun.” Before Shane could digest what just happened, the curtain closed, and she was left alone.
Shane raised her hand to her cheek. She could still feel Tess’s lips against her skin and the warmth of her body against her thigh. She stared at the girl in the mirror, ignited by the kiss. A pink blush colored her cheeks. Shane ran through a mental check list: Hair - good. Makeup - good. Long legs, pretty feet, scantily clad in ivory lace and satin panties – very good. Shane hooked her fingers under the bottom of her top and pulled it over her head. Now, she stood completely exposed in a bra that matched her undies. She worried she had messed up with her hair pulling the top over her head like that. She turned to look at the mirror. Ironically, it had made her hair look better. This mirror was doing wonders for her. She wanted a magic mirror like this at home.
“Knock Knock?” Sophia stood on the other side of the curtain. Shane could hear clothing rustling in her arms.
Shane paused now, not sure of the protocol. “Come in?”
Sophia’s hand slid inside the curtain and pulled it aside discretely before stepping inside with her. She smiled at Shane,
“I think I have some things you’re going to like. You have a lovely figure, dear. Take your pick, darling. Were these the shoes you’d noticed on the way in?” Sophia asked, showing Shane the shoebox. Sophia’s demeanor set Shane at ease and suddenly, standing in the small space in nothing but her bra and panties didn’t seem like such an odd occurrence.
Shane took the box from Sophia’s outstretched hands and opened the lid. “Ohhhh, yes. These were the ones.” Shane turned them over in her hands, the shoes were sliver and had jeweled spike heels that shimmered in the light. Amazing. “You and I are meant to be.” Shane whispered to the shoes.
Sophia laughed. “I love those, and they wear well too. Steven spends his time finding lovely clothing that look and feel good when you’re wearing it. What would you like to try first?”
Shane looked up from the shoes in her lap to find a selection of little black evening dresses. “Oh,” She gushed. “I really like that one,” Shane pointed to the one she meant, and Sophia slid it off the hanger, presenting it to Shane to try on.
“I can help,” Sophia offered. With her skilled fingers, she unclasped the little buttons and unzipped the garment for Shane to step into. “Here you go, dear.” Sophia held out her hand and pulled Shane to her feet. The woman drew the garment up Shane’s body as she stood. “Now, just turn around and you can see how you look.”
Shane stood in front of the mirror taking in her image in the dress. It had a silky fabric that caressed her skin, was sleeveless with a plunging neckline. The dress slipped over her hips with a flowing f
abric that shifted as she moved. Shane turned from side to side, looking to see herself from behind. It was backless. She could see her ivory bra as it crossed the middle of her spine.
“I guess I’d need to find a different- “She was thinking of the selection of underwear she’d brought back at the hotel.
“Do you mind?” Sophia asked, interrupting Shane’s train of thought. She noticed Sophia pointing at her bra. She guessed she need not reply when she felt Sophia’s fingers unhook the clasp and slip the straps off her shoulders. Goosebumps covered her body, and Shane tried to stay as still as possible.
Shane gasped in surprise as Sophia’s hands moved under the sheer fabric of the evening dress to remove her bra. The cups of her bra fell away and she felt Sophia’s fingers against her belly as they pulled the bra away from her chest and out from under her dress. She’d done that a million times over but never had someone else preform it for her.
“That’s better. Not what do you think?” Sophia asked.
Shane’s laughter broke out, in an attempt to ease her nerves. Sophia was not deterred. She fussed over Shane, turning her so she could examine the dress and checking if it was the perfect fit. She smoothed the dress’s silky lines over Shane’s hips and toyed with the hem until she was satisfied.
“I like it. I really like it,” Shane said, and she meant every word. She wondered what Ryan’s reaction to her would be once he saw her in the dress. It made her feel a little more exposed than she was used to. In the air-conditioned space of the little dressing room, her nipples had already begun to harden. The lines of her body quite visible under the silky fabric of the dress.
“Do you want to try on the shoes with this one?” Sophia asked.
Shane smiled. “Yes, please.”
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.
Sophia 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.
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