The Virgin Street Girl ??
Episode 4
Written by: Frank The Writer
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I was told by Kelvin that she was a very rich woman who usually seeks rare designs of dresses and never wanted anyone else to have that design, and she used to pay him generously.
Kelvin told me he had always tried his best to get closer to her but he never could get any closer. She was always serious, strict, and direct forward. She would come and look at the designs; take the measurements and leave on the spot as he said.
I came in early that day because one of our lesson tutors was absent. As soon as I walked in, Kelvin introduced us to each other saying, “Jane, please meet Mrs. Joyce, she is one of our important customers.” He then looked at her saying, “Please, meet Jane, my assistant.”
She shook hands with me, smiling and saying, “Your assistant seems very good-looking and young.”
“Yes, she works for me, part-time, to help her family with house expenses,” replied Kelvin with a half smile.
Kelvin looked at her again saying, “Mrs. Joyce, I believe that new model would look good on Jane, if you want to see it on someone else before you try it on, although I think it would be too short and too tight for you, I mean it would be a little too brave to wear because it would be revealing a lot of your…you know?”
She smiled saying, “Yes, that sounds like a good idea. Why don’t you try it for us, sweet cutie,” Mrs. Joyce turned in my direction.
I was wowed by what she called me, “sweet cutie” as Kelvin used to do, which I felt was nice of her. I nodded smiling. I took the dress from Kelvin’s hand and went inside to try it on. The dress looked very expensive and fancy; made of silky light material, it looked so little in my hand, I knew it would not cover much of my body.
Once I put the dress on, my bra would show no matter what I did to hide it, as the dress was very much low on the top cut, and was so tight hugging my body, outlining my underwear, making it look ugly under it, that was when I decided to wear it without my undies or bra, but looking at myself in the mirror, I was seminude, most of my body was showing, and wh@ťěver was supposed to be hidden under the dress was outlined by the dress as it was so tight and very light as well.
Literally, I would say I looked naked in that dress, but it looked so good on me, making me dream of owning such a dress one day. I knew it would turn some heads making many Ç0çƙs rise under men’s pants in the street if I decide to walk out on it. I imagined making a lot more money even if I just walked in it, showing customers.
As soon as I walked out towards Joyce and Kelvin, I expected a reaction from Kelvin as I knew he loved my body, he already segzed me many times, and I knew him well enough to expect his reaction, but what I did not expect at all was the lower jaw of Mrs. Joyce dropping almost to the ground as soon as she saw me.
The lady was speechless, her eyes mesmerized on my body, looking at me in full detail, top to toe. I really blushed red, feeling as if a “lustful hungry man” was checking my body out that way, it was not easy to make me blush at that stage. I was already a formal prostitute, getting laid and touched by men many times a day, but a woman looking at me in that manner was something new to me.
Not only did I decide to wear the dress on bare skin body, but I also used the highest pair of heels we got in that room. I knew such a dress would go well with high heels, but again, the high heels made my @zz stick outwards much more than it normally did, showing in that segzy dress.
Other than the whistles of Kelvin at the beginning, it was total silence in the room, then she murmured her first words, “Oh my God, where the hell did you get that?”
“I knew you would love it, and it would be breathtaking once you wear it,” Kelvin answered.
She looked at him saying, “Who is talking about the dress? I am talking about that gorgeous piece of art under that dress, the girl.”
I looked down, blushing further saying “Thank you, Mrs. Joyce, that was a nice compliment, I hope I deserve it?”
She looked me eye to eye, I felt her eyes were full of lust, something I would only see in the eyes of a man while checking my naked body for the first time. I was embarrassed again, looking down, trying to avoid her lustful and very strange look at me, but she seemed to have noticed me being uncomfortable and she said smiling, “First of all, the Name is Lisa, not Mrs. Joyce. I would like you to call me Lisa please.”
She got up, walked closer to me, looked at all parts of my body, and concentrated on the upper parts of my tits and cleavage, and my thighs and @zz as well.
She looked at Kelvin, then at me, then she kind of placed her hand over my @zz cheek, feeling it, and said, “You seem to have dropped the undies, did you?”
I smiled saying, “Yes, they looked odd under it, so I had to.”
She smiled saying, “What a wise decision you have just made.”
Her hand was still on my @zz as if it was glued to it, her eyes mesmerized on my body, she looked me in the eyes again and said something that surprised me and Kelvin as well. She said, “If Kelvin could manage to shorten this dress by an inch or two, then I would definitely buy it, not for me, but I would pay you twice the salary he pays in a month, just for you to wear it for me for one hour.”
I could see how surprised Kelvin was, he was utterly shocked. I was perplexed too.
“And what would you do during that hour?”
She smiled and answered, “None of your business. She would be the only one to find out, and if she agrees to it, she would be rich.”
I recalled Kelvin once told me he had never got to talk with her in a friendly manner and she would even rarely smile.
He said, well, Jane needs the money badly, and maybe we could work something out, you could make a rehearsal in that room.” Kelvin said.
She looked at me saying, “Really? Jane, would you?”
I kept quiet, I didn’t know what else to say until that moment, I did not know what either of them meant, I heard nothing and knew nothing about woman-to-woman segz, I wasn’t even thinking about it at that moment.
Lisa got closer to me, her body almost touching mine, facing each other, placed a hand over my @zz again, rubbed it softly, and whispered in my ear, “Forget about him, just do what I tell you to do, would you?” I was still quiet, and smiled, looking her in the eyes.
She grabbed her purse from the chair, pulled my hand, and walked me behind her into the room saying, “Don’t you move a foot from where you are, Kelvin, not until you see us again through that door, okay?”
“Yes ma, loud and clear,” Kelvin replied jocularly.
As soon as we were inside the room, she opened her purse up, got a wallet and pulled a good, fat bundle of money out of it, handed it to me saying, “This is all yours baby, just take it?”
“What for? What shall I do in return?” I asked her.
To be continued…
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