A show for Katie's boss

The first thing Katie did when they walked into the lingerie store was hunt for a sexy pair of panties to replace her current frumpy ones. She knew the store wouldn't let her try on a bunch of panties without buying them, that would just be unhygienic, but she couldn't bear the thought of showing off bras and brassieres and whatever else Carmella found for her while wearing her frumpy light-pink cotton panties.

She pranced over to Mr. Cowall, who was coincidentally and fortunately near the cash desk, and placed a small bundle of cloth in his hand. "I need you to buy this first," she said with a mischievous smile.

He grabbed the cloth and began pulling at it to unfurl it. "What is it?" he asked. His confusion was nearly palpable.

"I need something to replace what I have on before I can, y'know, give you a show." Katie's smile stay plastered on her face while she watched him open up the panties and inspect them. She knew he was probably expecting a thong or a g-string, but she had decided on some black lace cheeky panties. She always liked how they looked on women with some cake, and now that her butt was well defined from her consistent workouts, Katie figured she'd give them a try.

Mr. Cowall eyed her up with an amused annoyance and then turned to the cashier. "We'll buy these first," he said, giving the panties to the cashier.

"Thanks, Mr. Cowall," Katie sweetly said as she hugged him from behind. She felt him begin to tense up, however, like he didn't want her to touch him, so she let go of her embrace and looked around the store while he finished the transaction. She saw Carmella looking at a sheer lace teddy on the other side of the store, and made a mental note to remind her that they were looking for garments to wear under clothes. Something that was sexy, but still had a purpose in a regular outfit.

"Here you go," said Mr. Cowall from behind Katie, slightly startling her in the process. She whipped around and smiled as she took the slinky panties from his hand. "I want to talk to you about something though," he said and he walked her away from the counter, guiding her by the shoulder.

Katie's stomach dropped. He was acting serious and stoic. Had she done something wrong? Was he upset about not being able to touch her? Did he not want her embracing him anymore? "Whats going on?" she asked once they were out of earshot of the cashier.

"I think you should stop addressing me as 'Mr. Cowall'," he said.

Katie felt confusion, concern, and almost sadness as he said that, but the intensity behind his eyes told her that he understood the gravity of his statement. Katie had grown to enjoy calling him 'Mr. Cowall'. In fact, she'd almost be willing to admit that she took pleasure in how the two words dripped off her tongue. She could say his name with a chipper affectation and sound like a young, eager assistant, or she could say it with a bit more honey and sound like a sultry bombshell.

And while it was absolutely a label of respect, she also felt like it was almost a pet name for him. A naughty, little secret between the two of them. No one else ever referred to Mr. Cowall as 'Mr. Cowall'. It was only her. Could she really regress and become one of the countless people who called him 'Andy'? That just sounded so informal. He was her boss, after all. He deserved her respect. He deserved her admiration. He deserved to be addressed as such. He deserved the recognition as her superior.

"Wh-why?" she stammered. Katie couldn't even look him in the eyes as she tried to process his request. It just didn't make sense.

Mr. Cowall moved in closer and lowered his voice to barely above a whisper. "You've been doing a great job acting like my arm candy," he began. Katie was still so distraught that she barely registered the compliment. "But when you call me 'Mr. Cowall' while acting as intimate as you have been, it gives an impression that is kind of indecent."

Katie looked up at her boss with confusion welling in her eyes.

"Think 'Pretty Woman'. You know, Richard Gere and-"

Katie gasped. "But that's not at all-"

"I know, I know," Mr. Cowall said, cutting her off, "But don't you agree that you shouldn't call me 'Mr. Cowall' anymore?"

Katie found herself get swallowed up by his caring cerulean eyes. Something about his gaze put her at ease. Like his eyes could bring order to a chaotic world. She felt her heartrate lessen. She knew he was calculated. She knew he thought things through. She knew he had to be right. She couldn't call him 'Mr. Cowall' anymore.

But could she really go back to calling him 'Andy'? The name felt so informal, like the name for a young boy. It definitely wasn’t the name for a respectable, admirable, sexy man like Mr. Cowall. That name was no good. She’d have to come up with something better, but didn't know what.

“What’s going on over here?” asked Carmella as she approached the couple with an armful of garments.

Katie looked up at Mr. Cowall, at her boss, and steeled her resolve. With a stoic expression, she nodded at him and said, “You got it.” Then she turned to look at Carmella and an excited smile crossed her face. Carmella had found so many fancy, sexy things. She started picking through them immediately. The name dilemma would have to wait. She had clothes to try on.

**

"OK, last one!" Katie called out from the changing room. Carmella's responding cheer made her smile gleefully. The store's associates were probably painfully tired of them by now, but Katie didn't care. She was having way more fun than she expected, and by the end of it all they were still going to purchase a number of garments. So what if they were having a little fun? Admittedly, Katie had been very nervous when she first walked out wearing hardly anything, but Carmella's cheers and her boss's lustful eyes quickly changed her tune. She felt seen. She felt sexy. She felt appreciated.

Her heart fluttered and she opened the door. Katie stepped out of the changing room, the soft click of her heels echoed on the tile floor as she moved into the center of the room. The silk wrap robe she wore clung to her body. Its deep midnight-blue fabric shimmered under the lights and highlighted her every curve and movement. She had tied it loosely at the waist, allowing the robe to part just enough to reveal the intricate lace of the teddy beneath, a delicate mix of black and blue that contrasted beautifully against her skin. She was wearing her sheer black stockings and high heels that had rounded out her "sexy secretary" outfit from earlier. She wished she could have played around with different heels for this fashion show, but that would have involved going to another store and she was sure Mr. Cowall, her boss, was reaching his limit. Still, the stockings and heels helped to elongate her legs and added an extra layer of seduction to her already alluring look.

Her heart continued to race, not with nervousness as it had when she showcased her first outfit, but with excitement. She had been enjoying this little fashion show more than she ever imagined. Each time she emerged in a new outfit, she felt a surge of confidence and power. It was exhilarating, intoxicating even, to see the way her boss's gaze would lock onto her. His crystalline eyes drank in every detail and his usually composed demeanor gave way to a barely restrained desire. It was a gaze that used to make her shudder in disgust, but now made her shiver with pleasure.

As she slowly untied the robe, letting it slip from her shoulders, she could feel the heat of his stare. Even though Carmella was there too, enjoying the show, Katie only had eyes for Mr. Cowall, for Andy, for her boss. The silk slid down her arms and pooled at her feet and she was left standing in just the lace teddy, stockings, and heels. The teddy hugged her body in all the right places. The lace was scandalously sheer, revealing more than it concealed. She arched her back slightly, running a hand down her side. The soft material felt wonderful beneath her fingers. Her breath quickened at the thought of how exposed she was, how desirable she felt. She deserved to feel sexy, and being sexy felt good.

Katie twirled slowly, making sure they could see every angle, every curve. The feeling of his eyes on her sent a shiver down her spine and she could feel a warmth growing within her, an intoxicating mix of pride, arousal and sexiness. This was new territory for her, this brazen display of her body and deliberate teasing, but she found herself loving every moment of it. It was thrilling to hold their attention so completely, to see the effect she had on them, especially on her sexy boss.

She paused, letting the moment linger, and relished in the silence that was heavy with anticipation. Her gaze flicked to her boss. His normally composed expression betrayed a hint of something deeper, something primal. It turned her on, knowing she could elicit such a reaction from him. There was a thrill in the way he looked at her, as if she were the only thing that mattered, as if he couldn’t look away even if he wanted to.

Katie slowly brought her hand to her hip, resting it there confidently as she continued to bask in their attention. The thrill of being desired, of feeling this powerful, was something she never knew she craved, but as she stood there, fully aware of the effect she was having, she realized just how much she enjoyed this game. The art of seduction. It wasn’t just about the clothes, the lace, or the silk, it was about the way she felt wearing them, the way she felt being seen.

With a small, satisfied smile, she finally relaxed her pose, knowing she had put on a show that neither her nor Andy, Mr. Cowall, her boss would soon forget. Leaving the silk robe on the floor, Katie turned and strutted back to the changing room, giving her voyeurs one final glimpse of her impeccable ass.

When she finished changing out of the teddy and into a new bra to wear out, Katie heard a small knock at the door. She cracked open the door and saw Carmella there with an impossibly wide smile on her face and the dark blue robe in her hand. Katie ushered her in and continued getting dressed. Her heart was still racing and her cheeks were flushed, but she had cooled down enough to be able to handle a conversation with her friend.

"Girl, that was sexy as hell. You definitely got him goin'," said Carmella.

Katie grinned mischievously. "Thanks," she said with pride, "Do you think that made up for leaving Mr. Cow- for leaving him in the dark at the last store?" While putting on her leopard-print shirt, she pointed to a pile of clothes topped with the teddy she just had on. Carmella understood her directions and placed the robe on top.

"No doubt. He was so turned on, he couldn’t sit still. Had to keep adjustin’ himself."

Katie giggled and pulled her leather pants up. Finally dressed, she grabbed a pile of brassieres and panties, leaving the pile with the silk robe and teddy on the bench.

"You’re not gonna grab the teddy? That was his favourite," said Carmella.

Katie paused. "It was?"

"Absolutely," the blonde replied, "He was captivated. Didn't move once while you showed it off."

Katie sighed. "No... I'll probably never wear it again. It's not like I'm going to make a habit of wearing lingerie around... him."

"Why not?" Carmella exclaimed.

"Because I'm engaged, remember?" said Katie. She had her hand on the door handle, but she didn't move it. It was as if she wanted Carmella to convince her otherwise. It did feel really good to wear the teddy. Sexy. Katie shuddered at the thought of going back to wearing her boring, frumpy clothes when she returned to Jake. She knew there was no possible way to explain buying sexy lingerie on a business trip, but she really felt like she needed to dress sexy. She deserved it.

"Oh ya, ol' What's-his-name..." Carmella sounded dazed, like she was trying to recall a long forgotten memory.

"Jake."

Carmella grinned, "Well, I'm sure he'd enjoy it too!"

"That's not the point," said Katie and she opened the door. Her attitude had significantly soured, but seeing her boss's excited gaze quickly turned it around. He was standing by where he was previously sitting.

"Figure out what you want?" he asked.

"Sure did!" replied Katie, and she handed him the clothes in her arms. He took the pile and brought it over to the cashier who seemed relieved that they were finally finished. Katie waited for the two to conduct the transaction but was caught thinking about her two dueling brands. It had only been on her mind for a day, but the longer she thought about it, the more she realized that her life as Jake's fiancée would have to give. After experiencing the extravagance of her boss's and Carmella's lifestyle, and feeling the surge of power that was brought on from feeling sexy, she knew she couldn't go back to boring, frumpy Katie. She just needed to figure out a way to bleed her new lifestyle in with her old one.

"I'm sorry if I struck a nerve or somethin'," said Carmella as she cautiously approached Katie.

Katie **** a smile on her face to try to hide the ongoing battle inside her head. "It's OK, Carmella. Just need to separate fantasy from reality, y'know?"

The blonde breathed a sigh of relief and nodded understandingly.

"Thanks for all your help, I've had fun shopping with you," Katie said.

Carmella burst out a radiant smile. "Oh, you've been so much fun to hang out with!" She rushed in and hugged Katie. "That reminds me," she said, "I want to take a selfie with you so we can show off our outfits!"

"Why don't I take the photo?" asked Mr. Cowall. Having finished the transaction, he was now holding another bag. "There's a bench over there with some large ferns growing around it," he said, gesturing outside of the store. "It might help enhance the urban jungle theme you two have going on."

Carmella beamed and clapped excitedly. "That sounds perfect!"

Katie couldn't help but smile at the woman’s infectious giddiness. "Lead the way," she said to her boss.

The three of them left the store and walked down towards the bench he had mentioned. It had large ferns growing in burgundy pots on either side of it. Carmella was ecstatic and began orchestrating everyone. "Here's my phone. Stand over there and take lots of photos. Katie, come over here and follow my lead." Despite having never modelled before, Katie quickly matched Carmella's rhythm. They alternated between looking at the camera and looking away, between having a serious face, a goofy growling face, and a smile. They tossled their hair, each other's hair, tilted their heads, gave their best come-hither expressions, and posed all over the bench and through the ferns. They embraced each other, held hands, looked eye-to-eye and away. Katie was having so much fun, she didn't even notice when passersbys stopped to watch.

"OK," said her boss, "I think you have a few hundred photos to sort through." He handed Carmella's phone back and the woman squealed excitedly as she started swiping through the photos. Katie watched over Carmella's shoulder and she had to admit that the set looked phenomenal.

"Speaking of phones," her boss said, "I seem to have misplaced mine." His hands were checking his pockets while still holding the multiple bags they acquired through their shopping trip. "I'm going to see if I left it at the last store."

Carmella was so engrossed in curating the photo shoot that she paid him no mind. Katie glanced over and gave him a nod. She watched him walk away while holding the bags and admired that he showed no shame holding bags from very feminine stores.

"These are so great. You look so hot!" exclaimed Carmella, pulling Katie's attention back to her phone. She showed her a goofy photo where the two of them pretended to growl like a leopard, and Katie had to admit she was right. They both looked hot, but Katie was posed with a side-profile showing off her great boobs and round ass. The leather pants really did wonders for her figure. "I'll have to tag you when I post this. What's your handle?!"

This caught Katie by surprise. She couldn't give Carmella her real account, Jake would see it for sure! This was just another way that her two identities clashed in their ferocious battle. "I uh- I don't have one..." she lied.

"What?!" Carmella exclaimed. She finally tore her attention away from her phone and gave the brunette a shocked look. "No, that's not allowed," she said and looked back at her phone. She minimized the photos and opened up another app. "I'm gonna make you a profile. You'll get so many followers when I post this, just watch."

Katie sighed wistfully and looked around. Alone with her thoughts, she once again found herself the victim of her battling identities. She loved Jake so much and she loved the life they were building together. She loved going on hikes with him, she loved snuggling in his strong arms in front of a fire, she loved gazing at the stars and listening to the forest slowly fall asleep. She was excited about the house they would buy together: a little bungalow with an extra bedroom or two for kids. She wanted to work with him to fix it up and make it their own. She was looking forward to all these things. Her life used to feel so simple. So perfect.

But this trip seemed to be awakening hidden desires from deep within her. It wasn't even just the sexual urges. As much as she was enjoying being around so many wealthy, powerful, and sexy men, as confident as she felt showcasing her own sexiness, and as much fun as she was having teasing her boss, Katie still knew she could have a fantastic life with Jake. Sure, she'd need to figure out a way to work her newfound love for fashion into her day-to-day life, but it was all doable. What really bugged Katie though, was that she couldn't remember the last time she felt so carefree. Her life back home was full of stress. Pinching pennies, working nine to five, cooking meals instead of eating out, the looming thought of having to eventually afford childcare, it all wore on her mentally. Even camping trips with Jake, her favourite getaways, inevitably felt overshadowed by their lack of capital.

Was a life with Jake worth feeling constantly stressed?

Katie hated that though. That was the first time she had ever really doubted her future with Jake, but it felt like a serious concern for her.

She glanced around and spotted a sporting goods store. Remembering her one goal from earlier in the day, she sighed in despair. She needed to get some sexy workout clothes, her frumpy sweatpants and sneakers just wouldn't cut it anymore, but the addition of lingerie to her imaginary bill greatly dashed her hopes that her boss would pay for new threads. She knew she couldn't possibly ask him to pay for another shopping spree.

Katie resolved that she'd have to take matters into her own hands. She would have to buy some stuff herself. Sure, Jake would see the transaction in their account, but she could just say she forgot her workout clothes at home... Right? He'd buy that. And she was certain he wouldn't mind seeing her in leggings and flashy shoes. He certainly didn't hide it when he checked out other women at the gym, not that she particularly minded, he wound up in her bed at the end of the night anyway, but maybe he'd like seeing her in tight yoga pants so much, it could be the introduction of fashion to their relationship.

"Hey Carmella," said Katie. Carmella tore her eyes away from her phone and looked at Katie in response, "Are you up for checking out that sports store with me? I want to check out their yoga pants."

Carmella's eyes widened and a smile burst onto her face. "Oh! Great idea! Then we could do that yoga thing at the convention tomorrow!"

Katie was slightly taken aback. She had forgotten that the convention had a booth with a fully functioning yoga studio on its second floor. She smiled. Maybe she could twist this to work in her favor anyways. "Yea, that's what I was thinking! Do you think he'd mind if we checked it out?"

"Who? Andrew? Naw. His eyes are so focused on your ass that he probably doesn't even know where we're goin' half the time." Carmella chuckled to herself and looked back at her phone, but Katie was once again lost in thought. Carmella had accidentally solved a huge problem for Katie.

"Well, are we all done shopping?" Katie heard her boss say as he approached the bench. He had his phone and multiple bags in his hand.

Katie smiled seductively and walked towards him. Her tall heels clicked on the tile floor. She put one hand on his chest and wrapped the other behind his back, and she looked up into his glacial eyes. "Not quite yet," she said, "Do you mind if we go to that sports store over there? Carmella and I want to do some yoga tomorrow and I think you should join us. How does that sound, Andrew?"