Going Shopping

"Omigod you look amazing." Squeals your friend Amy as you spin around in front of the boutique clothing store mirror.

"I know, isn't it cute?" You reply, striking a sexy pose. "Too bad it's way too expensive for me." You sigh, looking at the price tag.

Your friend moves to comfort you. "It's okay sweetie, we can always come back when they have a -Hold on." She cuts herself off as the phone in her purse starts to buzz.

While Amy answers her phone you turn back to the mirror to admire your sexy body. The dress is way more daring than anything you would normally wear, being a generally conservative, good girl all your life. It's strapless with a plunging neckline, leaving your delicate shoulders and the tops of your large, milky-white melons on display. The hemline comes to well above your knee, showing off your long, slender legs. Wearing this dress you would turn every head in whatever room you happened to be in. "I really do look good." You think to yourself. "I wish I could afford it."

"Crap!" Exclaims Amy, hanging up her phone. "That was my mom, she got called into work all of a sudden and I need to run home and babysit my kid brother. Sorry I'm gonna have to bail on you Em."

"It's okay." you reply. "I gotta head home soon and take care of some schoolwork anyway."

"Alright, I'll call you later, see ya." says your friend, rushing off.

You pause for another few minutes to pose in the mirror before you have to put the dress back. You really wish you could buy it as you've been looking to break away from your shy, good girl image and come out of her shell a bit lately and the sexy dress is the perfect thing to give people a different idea of you.

"Well aren't you a pretty little thing." A deep voice says from behind you. You spin around, startled, causing your luscious tits to bob hypnotically. Towering over you is an enormous, imposing black man. He leers down at you, his eyes roaming all over your body.

"Er... uh, thanks." You stammer, blushing under his lecherous gaze. Partly from embarrassment over letting this strange man ogle your body in such a revealing dress, partly from a funny feeling stirred within you by your close proximity to this powerful looking stranger. "Do you really think so?"

"Don't mention it, baby, and yes, I really do think so." He says with a grin. "That dress looks great on you. I'm a photographer and most of the models I work with aren't as cute as you."

You relax a little upon hearing him say he's a photographer. "Awww, that's so sweet, thank you." you say with a dazzling smile. "Too bad I can't afford to buy it." you pout.

The black man's grin broadens. "Well in that case I have a proposition I think could benefit both of us. I would be happy to buy you that dress if you'll come with me and pose for some pictures in it. It's not every day I meet a girl as sexy as you and I would gladly pay to take your picture under any circumstances."

"Gee, I'm not sure....." you say, biting your lower lip.