Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 1 - Sex Stories

Dianna’s Awakening Chapter Five Part 1

... of sexiness when it came to lingerie, so I replied, "I don't want to look like a slut."

She grinned and tried to explain, "With the dress you're buying, the length will allow the tops of thigh-high stockings to show, and depending on how you sit, I suspect your skin above will also show."

"Okay, so what do you suggest?" I asked.

She reached for a small package and handed it to me. "These are designed to go higher on your legs," she said.

I looked at the photo of the hosiery on the package. The stockings were longer, but unlike regular pantyhose, the part that usually covers your ass was missing. The model on the package was taller than me, and the picture featured her from behind with the straps pulled high on her hips.

"Sexy but elegant," I said.

The salesgirl smiled and then said, "If you match these up to a satin or lace thong, you'll not only feel sexy all night, but when the time is right, and you let that slinky dress slide off you'll be able to make any man or woman's heart skip a beat.

"Okay, I'll take these also," I said, handing her the tiny package.

Her grin broadened slightly before saying, "Do you want to look at thong and bra sets?"

"What the hell, I might as well go all in; this is for a special occasion," I said.

We walked a short distance to that section of their lingerie offerings. "Satin or lacy," she said.

"I think satin with some lace trim would be nice," I replied.

She thought momentarily, then asked, "What cup size ...

... are you?"

I replied, "I'm a C cup."

"You're in luck," she said as she moved to the clearance section.

"I think this will fit you perfectly," she said as she pulled a black set from the rack.

I took it from her and looked it over. The thong and bra were black satin but featured tiny black lace trim along all the necessary edges.

"I love it!" I exclaimed.

"And it's fifty percent off," the young girl said.

"Sold," I answered.

As she rang up my purchases, she said, "You know this outfit screams for heels, the highest you can stand in."

"You don't sell shoes?" I asked.

She smiled and said, "No, but I think you can find exactly what you need at my friend's shop across the mall."

"Thanks so much for your help today," I said.

"No problem, your total is one hundred seventy-nine dollars. How would you like to pay?" She said.

I handed her my credit card, and as she ran the card, she said, "Tell Mark that Julie sent you."

Thanks again, Julie," I said as I gathered my purchases and returned to the mall.

I giggled as I walked across the mall, thinking I'd need to intercept that credit card statement when it arrives so I wouldn't need to explain my purchases to Paul.

It was easy to find Mark's shop, since the displays in front featured some of the highest and sexiest stilettos I'd ever seen.

"Hi, are you Mark?" I asked the sole salesman in the place as I entered.

He looked at me with a "Do I know you?" expression, then said, "I am."

I ...