I enter your shop. Its a nice, higher end boutique in a quiet street. I'm wearing black boots, black pants, a dark tshirt and a leather jacket. Fit, blonde, about 40 and 6ft tall, long hair. I enter and say hi. You're at a desk in the back. No reaction. I slowly walk across and look at the dresses you have. There's lots of stylish stuff. I like it. I browse around for a while but for most of them it's hard to see what they would look like on a woman. "Miss!" I call, "I'm looking for a dress for aehm... "a friend". Can you help me?" You stand up and I can first see you fully. You're very stylish and well dressed, made up and wear nice jewelry and heels. You look me straight in the eyes and I feel a tingle. I can tell you aren't buying the "friend". But you smile. "Yes of course. What is it for?" "A party." "What does your friend like? What's her size? "Hm, not sure. And she's about your size. A 4?" "Lets have a look." You show me a couple things, but nothing strikes my fancy totally. "It's so hard to judge these on a hanger... " You smile and ask "Should I put something on for you?"

Well, here you go ladies. Anyone up for some fun? A shop owner that seduces her male customer and gets him to satiate her by throwing an impromptu fashion show with some little surprises. Pretty open where it goes, but you want to quench your lust... ;) What's important to me is that the fashion aspect of this is detailed when we write. I saw you as pretty assertive and dom, but we can talk about that and see where it goes... Talk to you soon!