All the way down

Emily just can't stop blushing. It was the way he was looking at her. The way his gaze made her feel like a piece of meat. Her hands trembled as she found the waistband of her jeans, and slowly shimmied out of them. They fell to the floor, bunched up around her feet. This left her standing there, wearing nothing but the pink lace bra that held her strained tits in place, and the cutesy heart emblem panties that was now all that stood between the cold air and her private parts.

"Please tell me this is enough." Emily wrapped her arms around her body, and squirmed in place. the shop clerk was enraptured by the sight, and was now openly drooling. But, upon being asked the question he shook his head and got back into focus.

"No." He muttered, looking from the naked prude in front of him down to the slutty bondage suit in his hands. "It's too skin tight. If you wear anything underneath it will show right through. I think...I think you need to strip all the way down."

Emily looked down at her bra and panties. It was already so emberassing standing here like this. Being appraised by this man, who wanted her for things so dirty Emily couldn't imagine it. But, her thoughts just kept drifting to the suit. And how good it would feel against her skin, and how well her curves would fit in. How sexy she would look in it. It was a strange thought, one she was new too.

Her brain was telling her to throw her clothes back on and run out, but something else was telling her to stay. Stay and put the bondage suit on.