Rodney looked at the pair or outfits. There was a metallic purple bikini, which looked obscenely small, and a white lingerie set which looked diaphonous, Rod was pretty sure when the young white girl pulled it on it would be completely see-through. The price tags were high but his mind was already racing imagining the girl in them both.
He approached the sales counter and locked eyes with the sales girl. He glanced down at her name badge.
"Hi Clara. Listen, my girlfriend here." He laid his hand possessively on Maddie's ass. "wants to try on these outfits for me. It doesn't look like you're too busy right now. I know it's not technically allowed but I'm sure you can look the other way of the two of us head back to the fitting rooms, right?"
Clara looked a little flustered under the large black man's gaze, she bit her lip thoughtfully.
"We're not supposed to, but my manager is out for the afternoon, so I guess it might be okay mister. If anyone asks, I didn't know, okay?"
Rod smiled and his hand, still resting on Maddie's teen ass, he led the girl back to the fitting rooms. Stepping into the largest room he drew the curtain across and smiled predatorially down at the girl.
"Uh, you're not going to watch me undress right Rod, that's too naughty"
Rod smiled, prepared to play along for now.
"Okay Maddie I'll turn my back, no peeking I promise."
Turning his broad wide back to the girl he listened as she hesitantly began stripping down. He smiled, she was taking her clothes off in a small cubicle with him. He had her exactly where he wanted. He heard her soft, nervous voice from over his shoulder.
"Which should I try on first Rod?"
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