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Chapter 30 by aroes aroes

Does he say anything? What happens?

Closer Look

I watch, from the corner of my eye, doing my best to see him before he asks, "Your mannequin looks amazing. May I... .?"

After a momentary pause, Shelly shrugs and replies, "Sure. I don't see why not." I hold myself still, as he walks toward me. Soon, he's standing directly in front of me. I feel his hand upon my chin, softly brushing along my jaw. I hold myself still, keeping silent. His hand moved then, and I felt his fingers brush casually against my lips. I resist the urge to move my hand against his fingers, enjoying the caress.

I waited, feeling his hand drop slowly, casually, down to the underside of my left breast. His fingers cupped my large bosom then, feeling casually along the underside of my breast. I felt myself suck in a breath then, almost giving myself away, but I manage to keep it from becoming noticed. This thumb brushed my nipple then, and I felt pleasure pulse through me then. I feel his thumb brush across my nipple again, and the pleasure building within me even higher. I almost moan as I feel him squeeze my breast, the palm of his hand now firmly astride my nipple.

His other hand finds its way to my side, starting near the side of my breast, and slowly moving down alow my side, softly rubbing his palm along my side to my waist. He held my waist a moment, before reaching inback to the small of my back. I felt him rub my rear then, before casually pinching my ass cheek. I managed not to jump up in surprise, though I was not entirely successful in keeping from letting out a yelp. I hardly heard it, but I held myself still, apprehensive that he may have picked up on it. He stared a moment, before moving his hand around and in front.

He ran his hand along the front of my clit, slowly rubbing his palm between my spread legs. I felt him rub his fingers around the opening to my clit, softly and slowly. Excitement rose higher within me then. I resist the urge to moan as he squeezed my clit casually between his pointer and middle finger, and it became ever harder to stay quiet when I felt his grip tighten upon my clit, squeezing it tight and forcing it to spread ever so erotically away from me. It was then I felt his thumb run across the folds of my clit, erotically touching the sensitive folds of my pussy, made even more so by being pinched between his fingers.

I could feel the strength of his grip upon me, my body feeling all kinds of erotic feelings stirring within me. After a moment, he pressed his thump inside of my pussy, past the vice-like grip he hand upon my clit, and casually felt my folds. I manage to resist moaning but realized just how much harder it was getting, as each passing moment brought still high levels of erotic excitement and pleasure to me.

Suddenly, he let go enterally, and I had to **** myself not to lean forward, in a vain attempt to prolong his contact against my skin. He looked to Shelly then, and said, "It seems real enough to convince me of being a living thing. Look at that, even got my hand wet!" He smiled then, before backing away.

"Indeed she does. I've heard we gotten quite a few compliments on how lifelike it is. I was about to dress that one up special when you knocked."

"Well, I'll leave you to it then. Almost a shame to cover up such an attractive model. Looks kinds of attractive for a mannequin, if you get my drift, Shelly"

"Oh, I know the feeling. It's why I waited till last to dress her up. Besides, it took me time to make up my mind as to what to dress her in, so it gave me more time to choose. Thanks for the delivery!"

He smiled back, and they kiss briefly. I watch as he walked out of the store, and walked past the window I'm in. He paused then, giving me one more look. I watch him shake his hand, and walk back into his truck and drive off.

Out of the corner of my eye, it appears Shelly has become engrossed in the contents of one of the packages that have been delivered. I wait, as patiently as I can, for her to finish dressing me. I see a few people glancing up and into the store window, commenting and pointing at me. I hold myself still, my naked body on full display for everyone to see. I feel myself becoming aroused again, as I wonder what's keeping her. I dare not move my head or look too closely, lest I give myself away.

What she looking at? Does she get back to me, or do things keep her busy?

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