The Exhibitionist/To a clothes shop

From Create Your Own Story

I tried a few different stores, Charlotte Russe, Forever 21, Windsor, but after being prevented from trying on outfits, "I'm sorry miss, but you need undergarments to try on clothes," I eventually went to Hot Topics. The girl took a break and only the guy remained in store to help customers.

I shouldn't have a problem here, I thought to myself.

I asked the guy to help me, and picked out a few items.

"Can you bring them to the changing room for me?" I asked him, trying to sound sweet and innocent.

He nodded, aware of my lack of a bra, but not staring as openly as some others had, and went with me to the dressing room.

I closed and locked the door, but made sure the door was not completely closed so the red was showing, but the door could open. With a little push, I opened the door just enough for someone to look in, but not enough to so that I might notice. I saw him move to just the right place, and took off my skirt and shirt, exposing my naked ass and back to him. I turned myself slightly, looking in the mirror on the side, and, glancing out of the corner of my eye, noted he still seemed to be there, watching me.

I slipped on the clothes I had selected, some very tight, short shorts and a tube top. I came out, watching him quickly turn around and blush. How adorable I thought. I cleared my throat and asked him how this looked on me. Fumbling around a bit, I pulled the tube top low, almost to the point of coming off, and giggled a bit as he cleared his throat and tried to avoid looking at anything but my face. He told me it looked great on me in a bit of a croak.

This time however, I decided to go farther. I opened the door, hiding behind it slightly so no one else could see me if they were in the store, but so he could see my right side, just short of actually seeing something he shouldn't. He had a nice view of my arm, slight view of the side of my breast, could see my outer thigh, almost to my fur since I had rotated my hips slightly.

"Could you please put these back and get the pink chemise I saw near the door?"

Speechless, instead of telling me that I needed underwear on to try on clothes, he took the tube top and shorts. I kept pulling them closer to me as he tried to reach for them, but instead of coming much closer, he stretched out his arm.

He fetched the chemise, and I completely opened the door to reach for it. I also noticed another shopper in the store whipped his head towards me, a little late, so he did not get much of a look. He shoved it in my hand, and turned around quickly.

I again tried it on, slowly, with the door again cracked to give him his chance to peek, and again modeled it once I had it on. This time, he could only stammer as the chemise clung to me. I finally got the words "looks wonderful" out of his halfway incoherent mumbling, before deciding it might be time to leave the store. I again left the door open, just a crack, and changed back into my skirt and t-shirt.

When I left the room, I could not resist. I walked over to him, handing him the chemise after I had gotten very close to him, told him thanks for the help, and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

I left him standing there, deer in the headlights look, grabbed the other clothes again, and paid for them. As I left the store, I could see the girl trying to get his attention. He seemed to be in a bit of a daze, as she grew more and more frustrated.

With that, I took my purchases and headed home.

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