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"I think I know where you are going with this," she grinned. "There is no chance in hell."

Paul's face grew fiery red as he watched Elizabeth walk out of his office and back into the store. He swiveled around in his chair and wiggled the mouse. He clicked on several folders and subfolders until he reached a link entitled "cameras". His screen was filled with four different cameras in the store. The first one showed a full view of the sale's floor where women were shopping and wasting their hard earned cash on overpriced clothing. The second camera was a shot from behind the register. He watched as his newest employee, Ashley, rang up a customer buying some rather provocative panties. The third camera showed the warehouse room that was filled with boxes. No one was there, since most of the shipments came in before the store opened. The final camera was his favorite; the one no one knew about. When he became manager, he took the camera that was mounted in the dressing room hallway and hid it in the ceiling tile of the third dressing room. When anyone asked what happened to it, he simply said that it was malfunctioning and that corporate wasn't going to replace it. What a lie, but very believable.

He watched and waited, eagerly awaiting some unsuspecting customer to make their way in and undress right in front of him. After waiting a few minutes, Paul grew annoyed and rewound the tape. Sometimes he would hit the jackpot, but many times he had to filter through all the crap: a grandma, a guy, a shoplifter...the boring stuff. He loved finding those nice and fit ladies who would take everything off just to look at themselves naked in front of the mirror before trying on a new outfit. He also enjoyed guessing what the women looked like underneath and smiling to himself when he was right. It was a little game he played by himself, but it was gratifying.

Paul unzipped his pants and stopped the tape when he saw a young red head enter the room. She was in her early twenties and stripped down to her thong and bra. He touched himself, wondering if he could track this hottie down and fullfill the fantasies he was playing in his mind. He prayed she took off more and felt his erection growing as she did. She posed in front of the mirror, displaying her firm ass and the sliver of bright red fabric that was hidden between her cheeks. She unfastened her bra and Paul watched in anticipation as she turned around and gave the camera a full look at her chest. Her breasts were on the small side, but they looked astonishing on her firm frame.

"The panties," he begged, gripping his cock tightly and jerking away at the voyeuristic images. "Please take off the thong!"

The red head cupped her breasts and posed in the full length mirror. She then gripped the elastic band of her thong and pulled it, causing it to retract and make an audible slapping sound against her waist. In his mind, Paul guessed she was shaved...he hoped he would soon find out.

The woman tried on a few skirts and a blouse. When she tried on a bra, Paul knew he would see it all. They mainly sold underwear in sets, so she would have to try on the matching panties. He waited in anticipation as she yanked off the tiny red thong and exposed her whole body. Paul had been wrong.

Underneath the thong was a thatch of red hair that was trimmed into the shape of a triangle. Paul felt his erection growing and his hand began to get sore from the beating he was giving his cock. The woman tried on the panties and Paul could feel the warm cum spew from his dick and coat his hand. He felt relieved, but continued watching the woman for a few more minutes. He rested in his chair and sighed, wondering if the woman was still in the mall.

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