Not willing to negotiate, yet

Abbey couldn’t help but moan, “I will bring my husband George back, and see about negotiating after he tells me which outfits he likes.”

The man nodded, “You come back tomorrow night. Aram will negotiate a good deal for you and your husband,” he told her. “But now I would like to see you dance.”

Abbey smiled, “I haven’t had any training in belly dance,” she confessed.

The man she now knew was Aram, sat back on the couch. “Well, you have seen it, so dance. I will give you pointers.”

As he sat back Abbey noticed the distinct bulge in his robes, and with no level of modesty, one of his hands slipped under the robes to start stroking his cock as she looked on.

Abbey’s heart was racing as she started to dance. She moved her arms like she had seen in movies and tried to undulate her stomach. Aram laughed and stood up. “Baqarat, I can see you need much training. Turn around.” He said as he stepped up to her.

She turned, and he reached around to put one hand on her chest in her cleavage just above the chain link bra. “This, keep still.” He said before putting one hand on her stomach, “This down, you move.”

As he held her, she could feel his cock rubbing against her and she started again, slowly rocking her hips side to side and trying to undulate her stomach. She felt him moan as her arse rubbed against his cock. “Better,” he moaned quietly, “keep going.” He removed his hand from her stomach, and she felt him shifting some, then she felt the hotness of his bare cock against her arse cheeks.

“Umm, Aram, is it normal for a man to be grinding his cock against a dancer?” she asked.

He laughed, “You are starting to tempt me. This means you are doing better.” She continued to move as she felt his cock pressing into her. It felt huge, and her cunt tingled.

After several moments she pulled away from him and turned. She looked down to see his cock was hard and thick, a glistening pearl of arousal perched on the tip. “So, I think I have it. Maybe I should buy just the shields and come back with George tomorrow.” She was red of face.

Aram smiled. “I will treat you good, give you a good deal. Hopefully, your husband will want many more clothes.”

Abbey cleared her throat. “I am sure he will enjoy the shields and will be very interested in some more clothes.” She said as she reached behind her back and unfastened the top before handing it to him. “So, how much do I owe you for the shields?” she asked as she finished stripping. Again she was amazed that she had just stripped in front of him again.

He shook his head, “You take those today, come back tomorrow. I can give you a better deal the more you buy at once.” He said as he took the chain link outfit from her.

As she started to get dressed, Aram took the shields and wrapped them up in a little box, making no effort to put his erection away.

As she was finishing getting dressed, he returned with the little box. “I have put a note in the box. It includes costs of each item you have looked at and a thank you from me.”

He leant forward and gave her a light kiss on the lips. “It has been a pleasure, Baqarat, and I will see you tomorrow.”