A surprising encounter at the boutique

Ami was alone in the store, which was unsurprising. There was a single clerk working in a back corner of the space, rearranging some of the displayed merchandise to make room for something new.

She was surprisingly young, maybe nineteen, with pitch black hair dyed with a large white streak over her left eye. She was dressed like some kind of cosplayer or superfan at a convention, in a lacy skirt that was completely missing the front third, so her high boots and very tight shorts could be seen from the front. She wore a headband that gave her the appearance of having cat ears.

Ami eyed her like she was a tasty treat she had stumbled upon. She marveled at the intensity of her newfound same sex attraction. She'd never really let herself look so closely at other women before, but now she couldn't stop ogling them.

When Ami walked in, the girl glanced up at her. "Welcome! Feel free to look around; I'll be with you in a moment."

Ami nodded and wandered around the store, admiring various things. She'd never imagined she'd ever even see the appeal of a style like the one she had in mind but now it seemed more natural than her usual frumpy conservative style.

She tried on a sexy O-ring style choker that drew the metal ring flat against the front of her throat. It fit her delicate neck so beautifully. She was admiring her reflection in a small mirror and didn't notice the clerk approach to look over her shoulder.

"Hot. You've got such beautiful pale skin, the black leather really pops." She held a hanger up in front of Ami's body. "If you like that look, check this out."

The item suggested was basically a bra with an elaborate series of straps that crisscrossed her body above and below her breasts in a very alluring way.

Ami took the item and held it to herself, turning a little from side to side. She couldn't quite picture it. "Can I try this on?"

"Yeah, sure. There's a dressing room in the... Oh. Sure. Just... That works."

Ami stripped her sweater off right there in front of the clerk to try it on, drawing it off over her head in a way that showed off her full breasts magnificently. Then she slipped into the black strappy thing the clerk had suggested. It fit her like a glove and she was right, the black straps looked incredible on her pale skin.

The clerk grinned and brushed Ami's hair back, letting her fingertips graze her throat suggestively. "You're not very shy, are you? Do you take orders? I would love to play with a lovely thing like you."