Back in Black

Veronica stepped out around the corner to the dressing rooms and smiled openly as the reaction of the girl behind the counter. The cute little blonde’s eyes practically popped out of her skull and her mouth fell open. The sweatshirt wearing old lady that had gone into the dressing room had been replaced by a goddess. Veronica approached the counter, hips swaying suggestively. “Hi, Sherry,” The blonde seemed to go into shock when Veronica said her name, likely forgetting about her nametag. “Is it possible for me to wear this outfit out?” Sherry nodded mutely, ringing up the other clothes Veronica had picked out. There was a pause, then Veronica said gently, “My receipt?”
“Oh!” Sherry jumped and grabbed the object in question, “H-hang on.” Producing a pen out from under the counter, she scribbled an address on the back of the receipt. “A friend of mine works here. The can fit you for a corset.”
Veronica took the note from her hand, fingers lingering a bit longer than necessary. “Thank you, Sherry. I’ll be sure to visit.”

Veronica walked out to her car, bags in hand, thoughts whirling. “Was that girl attracted to me? Was I attracted to her?” An image flashed in her mind of Sherry on her knees, lips wrapped around Veronica’s cock. “Oh, God. I was.” She pondered that as she put her purchases in the trunk.
Her stomach growled reminding her that is was past noon.