Dirty Me/You like the scuba dress

From Create Your Own Story

Bringing it up to the counter, you decide to try to keep him from talking by asking him very pointedly, "Do you have a dressing room? Just point to it please if you do."

"It's, umm, that way, umm," he stops, pointing at the only dressing room in the place.

"Thank you," you reply to him. "I just want to try this on." With that, you go into it, not bothering to wait for him to respond.

You close the door, not even in the mood for him to try peeking at you, and take off your jacket, pants, and shirt. You slip it on over your panties and bra, settling it and straightening out the hem.

You play with the zipper, noting how it can unzip completely, totally exposing the front, come midway, allowing people to see the sides of your breasts and nipples. It can go down a little, showing off additional cleavage. However, even zipped all the way up, it still goes halfway down the top of your breasts. No hiding cleavage in this, you think to yourself. The bra straps stand out even more in this strapless scuba dress. And no strapped bras either, unless I want people to see the straps.

Unzipping it completely, you slip your bra off, then zip it back up. The dress, completely zipped up, pushes your breasts up and together, highlighting the top curve of them, and the line between. I guess I know why it is in an adult store, you muse. Still, it is pretty decent, and I could wear it anywhere.

After admiring yourself a bit more, you take it off, putting your clothes back on. You leave the dressing room and pay him for the black and pink scuba dress.

As you stand there, waiting for him to give you your change, not bothering to pay attention to what he is saying, you remember what you originally came here for.

Your outfit isn't at all revealing, but...

I just bought this dress. Maybe I could wear it here. I could always put my normal clothes on before I leave again.

Then again, you could just go back as you had planned originally in your normal clothes.

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