Intro A4

Part 1

“You really shouldn’t be in here.”

“No one will notice, now be still.”

“Elena.”

“Now let me help you with that.”

“I can get it myself.”

“Don’t be silly. I’m here to help.”

“Elena, please.”

“Let’s get that shirt off. Good. May I say sir, you smell very nice.”

“You bought me this cologne.”

“Hush and play along”

“I’m not sure a saleslady would do this.”

“Isn’t it a shame?”

“I suppose everyone would buy more clothes if they received this sort of service.”

“Good. Now let’s try on the pants.”

“Let’s see how this fits you here. We don’t want it too tight. How’s that.”

“It’s fine.”

“Good now we’ll just mark them for you.”

“Okay. I think this has gone far enough.”

“Not quite. We aren’t finished just yet.”

“Elena”

“Tell me you want this.”


Part 2


Jacob entered the store’s changing room and Elena deftly followed him. Jacob smiled, and placed the shirt and pants on the wooden bench in the tiny square room.

“You really shouldn’t be in here.”

“No one will notice, now be still.” Elena smiled wickedly as she scooped up the shirt and began slowly unbuttoning the wine stained shirt Jacob currently wore.

He rolled his eyes.
“Elena.”
She removed the shirt, and carefully folded it on the bench before turning Jacob around and helping him with the new apparel. Elena smiled as she looked over his tan, and muscular chest.
“Now let me help you with that.”

Jacob sighed. “I can get it myself.”

“Don’t be silly. I’m here to help.” Elena said as she fit the shirt over his arms and shoulders. She turned him and buttoned the garment. Using her hand she brushed away imaginary lint with a single swipe. “There. That looks perfect.”

“Elena, please.”

“Let’s get that shirt off.” Her fingers began the process of unbuttoning the shirt, before selecting a hanger, and placing it on the small hook on the wall. “Good.” She took a moment to admire him. Jacob felt the sense of being on display, and once more sighed at the dark haired woman before him. “May I say sir, you smell very nice.”

Jacob stood shirtless in the small room. Elena let her eyes wander over him. His chest was hairless and unadorned except for the tiny Saint Christopher’s medallion he wore around his neck.
“You bought me this cologne.”

Elena looked momentarily crestfallen.
“Hush and play along”

She leaned forward letting her hands explore as her eyes had. His chest had a pleasant smell of soap, with just the hint of the cologne she loved. Elena could feel his chest rise and fall slowly as she planted kisses across the broad expanse, getting achingly close to his nipples as she crossed his slowly heaving chest.
She let her lips cross his collarbone slowly before descending down over his heart.
Her slow descent took her lips above his left nipple, and languidly she let her mouth close over the delicate point of his pectoral. Jacob’s body shuddered as Elena let her tongue swirl around the nipple trapped between her lips.
Jacob’s breath was ragged.
“I’m not sure a saleslady would do this.”

Elena paused smiling wickedly.
“And isn’t that a shame?” She said as her lips began the slow trek across his chest. Her slow sensual journey stopped at his left nipples twin before wrapping around the deliciously vulnerable spot.
Jacob threw back his head now and stifled a moan as Elena’s fingers settled onto the nipple she had just abandoned, and began a slow caress with her fingertips.

Jacob bit his lip and looked down at the beautiful woman alternating lips and fingertips over his chest.
“I suppose everyone would buy more clothes if they received this sort of service.” Jacob admitted hoarsely.
Elena continued her assault, until finally sinking down to her knees leaving a trail of kisses down his chest and over his belly. She paused at his bellybutton, kissing and swirling her tongue within it.

Elena reached for the clasp of his belt, and quickly freed him of the hitch that held up his dress pants.
“Good. Now let’s try on the pants.”
She let them fall to the floor revealing a set of simple white boxers, and an equally tan and fit set of legs. Elena licked her lips as she eyed the underwear barely containing his erection.

Placing the pants carefully on the bench, Elena took the new dress pants and assisted Jacob into stepping into them one leg at a time. Jacob placed hands on her shoulders for balance. He bit his lip again as Elena’s smiling face came close to the front on his boxers.
“Let’s see how this fits you here.” Elena said as she cinched in the pants, and marked them with a pin. “We don’t want it too tight. Now how’s that?”

Jacob looked down at Elena; her hands around his waste, her face pressed close the bulge in the front of his new black dress pants.

“It’s fine. “He managed.
She smiled up at him before letting her hands travel down the sides of his legs. Elena relished the feel of his muscled legs. As her hands reached the bottom of the pants she rolled them once, then twice, taking time to mark them once more with a pin.

“There. How does that feel?”

Jacob breathed out deeply. A measure of relief settled over his face.
“It’s good. We should go now before someone comes.”

Elena smiled wickedly at the accidental double entendre.
“Not quite.”

And with a quick motion she unzipped the pants and pulled free his erect cock. It stood out now inches from her face. It had a warm feel, with a faint smell of the same soap that echoed across his body. We aren’t finished just yet.”

“Elena?” Jacob turned away closing his eyes as he did.

Elena seemed in a state of rapture as she gazed at the thick organ. Gracefully, she leaned forward and planted a kiss on the tip, allowing her tongue to swirl around the head of it.

Jacob’s knees buckled, and he bit his lip as he swayed. Elena eyes focused on the face above her in exquisite torment.

She drew back slightly, and flicked her tongue at the end of his cock.

“Tell me you want this.”