Transforming Genevieve Chapter Three - Sex Stories

Transforming Genevieve Chapter Three

... silk hose, as she called them, and I headed back to the dressing room to change. Marsha didn't follow me but began looking for other things she felt I'd find interesting. I laughed to myself, thinking it was good my Visa had a zero balance because this shopping spree could get quite expensive.

Hanging the suit jacket on the dressing room door, I slipped out of the skirt and my thigh-high stockings. I slid the elastic garter up my legs and positioned it where it felt most comfortable on my hips. Each side had four adjustable straps that extended down to where they would clasp the tops of the stockings. Carefully sliding one silk stocking up my leg, I smoothed it over my thigh. The straps extended too far, and I fumbled with them, trying to adjust their length.

"How are you doing in there, Genevieve?" Marsha's said from just outside the changing booth.

"I'm unsure how to adjust the straps, Marsha," I replied. "Can you give me a hand, please?" I added.

I stood with my back to the curtain as Marsha slid it to one side. "Wow, great ass, Genevieve," she commented.

I grinned at her in the mirror and said, "Thanks, but these straps are giving me such a time."

"First, darling, your thong goes on the outside; that way, if you have to use the ladies' room, you don't have to drop the garter and stockings." She offered.

I blushed, thinking she wanted me to remove my thong, but she added, "I doubt you'll have to pee while you're trying it on, so we'll just let the ...

... thong under for now.

Marsha helped me adjust the straps and smoothed the silk hose over my thighs. Her fingers were very soft and warm against the naked skin above the hose.

"I think a black lace thong would look better, don't you?" Marsha asked.

"Yes, I do." I agreed.

I turned around and took a look at my reflection. "Wow," I said. The thin straps extending down from the back toward the top of the hose framed my ass cheeks perfectly.

"You can add this to my list of gotta have, Marsha," I said.

She smiled and said, "Wait till you see the effect it has on your man."

"Don't you mean men?" I responded.

Marsha took a step back, surveying my legs. "Very sexy indeed." She said.

"Now slip the skirt back on, and let's see what else we can find to go with it," Marsha suggested.

I dressed again, feeling sexier by the moment. Returning to the sales floor, I got a good look in the full-length mirror at just how sexy I looked. The skirt fit my hips beautifully, and I loved the way the seamed hose seemed to extend the pin strips down to my ankles.

Marsha looked me over and said, "You know, Genevieve, with your long hair and slim figure, everything you wear should flow vertically. It really makes you look taller and very sexy."

"Now let's see. I think a black blouse, and perhaps a dark red or maroon one, would look incredible with this suit,” she said.

"Oh yes, I agree, and I love black and red too," I replied.

"Let me show you something," Marsha ...