Nordstroms for a skirt

You pull up to Nordstroms right at 11:30 and see Sabrina already standing outside the doors. What a good girl. She's dressed conservatively, wearing a long, floral-patterned skirt that falls down halfway between her knees and ankles, and a white shirt that covers her shoulders and her neckline.

"Sabrina I will say, you always look beautiful but that dress code just isn't going to do if you are going to be my date today and walking around with me," you tell her, "I'm going to need something that gets me some more jealous glances. I mean with you, I'll always get them, but let's see what we can do."

Sabrina just shoots a glare at you, wary of what is coming. You simply grab her by the hand and lead her inside.

You head over to the skirts and find a few that will be just a touch revealing. Meaning you want the skirt to cover her ass, but just barely. You find those are the sexiest types of skirts - long enough to cover the cheeks and not be obscene but so short that if you stare at a girl wearing them, you think you just might catch a glance of something underneath.

"What do you think of trying on these skirts?" you ask, holding up a tiny black ruffled skirt and a tiny plaid schoolgirl skirt.

"I think they're way too short," Sabrina responds, a combination of fear and resentment in her eyes, "I would never wear one of those, in public or in private."

"That's a shame, because I guess you'll just have to be **** to wear one," you say, "Let's head back to the changing rooms and see which one I like better."

Back at the changing rooms, you let Sabrina go inside with the two skirts with directions to come out and model each one for you. Sabrina comes out first wearing the plaid schoolgirl short skirt and you feel your dick immediately twitch at the sight. She looks so young and innocent, a good girl who doesn't know the effect her short skirt has on men. You make her turn around for you and then send her back in.

She comes out in a minute wearing the black ruffled skirt and you can barely keep your hands off her. Your stare makes Sabrina blush and look down, her hands playing gently with the bottom of the skirt, very aware of how short it is.

"I like this one, you're going to wear it for the rest of today unless I tell you otherwise," you say, deciding the black skirt will be a little less loud than the plaid schoolgirl skirt, but slutty nevertheless. In fact the skirt is so short you feel like the slightest breeze would lift it up just enough to see the ass cheeks you roughly fucked yesterday.

"Oh and one more thing," you say with a grin, "Take off your panties and give them to me. Then let's go pay for that skirt."

Sabrina looks shocked by this. "No way," she whispers, looking around to see if anyone can hear, "This skirt is so short, if I'm on the escalator everybody will see right up it. Isn't giving them a view of my panties enough for you, you pervert?"

You smile at Sabrina's fight, and step right up to her. She looks down again timidly, and you reach below her skirt with her hand. She gasps as you grab her panties and forcefully tear them off.

"What was that Sabrina?" you say, holding her ripped panties in your hand. Sabrina just glares at you and waits for your next command.