Her boyfriend's sister Lillian was standing facing the dressing room mirror. Lillian was wearing a sleeveless white ruffled top that was cropped a few inches above her waist. Lil's hips were twisting as Lei, the petite Chinese saleswoman, was helping her adjust a pair of denim shorts. The shorts, strategically frayed, were cut and faded to show little peeks of Lil's buttocks. A pair of bright pink panties with green and yellow flowers lay discarded to the side.
"Oh!" Lillian said.
"How does it feel underneath?" asked Lei in a low voice, tugging at the denim at Lillian's crotch.
Bernie wondered how Lei kept balanced on such sharp heels while she was bending, pulling, and tugging like that. Bernie was a "sensible shoes" girl herself.
"Um, that gel pad on the bottom. It's squishing right up into my, um, uh, cootch," Lil said. Her cheeks looked a little flushed. "I don't know if I could walk around like this."
"If you're just wearing it around on a hot day, you can take it out," Lei said. "That will give you a little breeze under there." She straightened up and smoothed down her sleeveless red blouse. "But I wanted to fit you with it in to make sure you would be comfortable." She put her hands on her hips and looked at Lillian's reflection in the mirror.
Lillian laughed. "And naughty!" she said. "It feels like someone's feeling me up!"
"Good!" Lei said. "That's how it's supposed to feel, like a soft little hand is caressing your pussy lips. I love how it feels," Lei said. "I always dress naughty inside." She circled a hand over Lil's butt, and ran her other hand down the side of her red silk blouse like a caress.
"Do you wear one of those?" Lil asked.
"My day off maybe," Lei said. "For work something a little different. But always something. So whenever someone looks at me like I dress too sexy, too naughty, I know they would fall right over if I show how naughty I dress underneath." Lei tugged at the shorts again. "Do you want to try dressing naughty inside? These shorts are all ready for it."
"Naughtier than this?" Lil said. "I don't know if I could keep from blushing." She picked up something from the seat of the dressing room chair and toyed with it.
Lei laughed. "You'll just have a big smile all day like me," Lei said. She pretended to slap Lil's hand, and took the thing she was holding. "I see you like naughty. Maybe I am too nice. I should have Lynn help you, you bad girl."
Lil giggled. "Lynn is plenty busy with Naomi... um, Bernie, that is, from that little peek you showed me. I should totally tell Gary I saw a hot lezzie eating Bernie out. He'd be so begging to come carry our bags next time! Made me squishy inside too. Maybe I need a girlfriend! But you're right. Show me the rest about the shorts."
"My pleasure," Lei said. "You can just wear them plain. These little straps make them tight or loose on top. Now if you would take them off again?"
Lillian stepped out of the brief shorts. Bernie saw through the curtain that Lil was wearing panties after all, one of the store's lightweight disposable pairs used for trying on "intimate apparel." Lei removed a satin-covered gel pad from the inside center seam of the shorts. She and Lil bent over the shorts as Lei demonstrated the next moves.
"Now this pad," Lei said. "It anchors firmly inside the shorts. It gives a little, but it is mostly firm. You see it has holes, here and here along the center?"
"Mm-hm," Lil said. Her cheek brushed against Lei's silky black hair as she leaned over to see how to work the next special attachment.
"There are two ways you can use it," Lei said. "Or both ways at once, if you are feeling extra naughty. The first way you don't have to show anything. You take a toy," she said, reaching for the chair. The thing that Lil was playing with earlier turned out to be a dildo! "And you put it through the hole here," pushing it through the front of the shorts where Lil's pussy would be, "right inside yourself! Close the flap, do up your buttons, it stays inside you, and nobody will know unless you walk around going 'oh! oh! oh!' "
Lil giggled.
Bernie knew that if Gary were here, he'd say something dopey like "In space, no one can hear you cream!"
"What...what's the other way?" Lil asked. She seemed a little short of breath and her ears looked pink, but she pressed on.
"Oh, you just turn the toy around so it is pointing out," Lei said, and demonstrated. "I would not wear it around town like that. But some customers do. Just last week I fitted a woman who told me she was going to wear it out in public. She was in an all woman rock band. She told me she was going to have a man come up from the audience and suck on it. And last year I helped a woman pick one out who told me she would wear it out in a parade in San Francisco."
"Wow!" Lil said.
"It's not just decorative, of course. With the top adjusted tight, the toy is held firm enough to use it on someone else," Lei said.
"I could steal Steve's new girlfriend in front of him!" Lil said, laughing. "Pay him back in kind."
Lei said, "I would never recommend something so naughty." Bernie couldn't see Lei wink, but she could hear it in her voice. "But the product is fully capable of being used in such a way. And perhaps if you are feeling that naughty," she continued, "since there are two holes, you could wear one in to pleasure yourself, and the other out to, ah, serve your other purpose. And from the way you describe him, perhaps Steve too would benefit from a little straightening out."
Lil cracked up. "Ste-hee-hee-hee! Bend over and take it, Stevie! Ha ha ha ha ha!". When her laughter settled down, she said, "Heh. I wouldn't waste my time on that loser or that dope Colleen. I could think of something more fun to do. Maybe Bernie could point me the right direction. Wrap it up, I'll take it!"
Lei started packing away the shorts.
Lil spoke up again. "You said...you said you always wear something naughty underneath?"
"Every day," Lei said.
"What are you wearing today?" Lil asked.
Lei smiled and reached for the hem of her short black skirt.
Bernie held her breath and hoped she'd get a good look before Lynn came back with her own "special order". |