Shop Owner

The next morning you wake up and eat breakfast with the family. It’s still a new experience eating together like this, but it’s clearly having a positive effect. Once finished, you head to the shop that Olivia rented out.

The window is full of sophisticated dresses you note as you enter. Once inside, you see the usual conservative outfits sold in boutiques inside the compound. Noticing your eyes wander, Olivia nudges you.

“Good morning. I’m Allison Weber, the owner,” A woman greets you. She has a button-down shirt, a simple black vest, and a pair of tight-fitting black dress pants. The high heal shoes make her legs look longer than they are and bring her about to your height.

It’s not unheard of for workers to wear pants, but it’d be frowned upon by the old president. As for students and mothers, it was an absolute no-go. Either way, she looks pretty attractive.

You hold out your hand and say, “Thanks for renting the place out to us.”

“It’s no problem. I honestly make more money from events like this,” she confesses as she shakes your hand.

You glance at her chest, which may be slightly larger than Merry’s. Then look back at her face. Her blue eyes sparkle as she smiles, and her blond hair is in a ponytail. “Allison, you’re pretty young to own a shop hear,” you state while holding her hand.

“I inherited it from my parents. I just graduated from the university a few years ago. I was a scholarship student,” she explains happily.

“That’s wonderful! I’m Annabell Squirter,” As you are speaking, you feel a shock and take that moment to let go and gesture at your sister. “This is Olivia, who you know.”

Olivia smiles and shakes Allison’s hand. “I’ve heard good things about this boutique.”

You introduce your daughters and niece, who all greet the young owner happily. Once complete, Allison gestures to a door at the back. “I understand that you want to look at something for outside. I keep those outfits in a separate area.”

You all follow her to the back. There you see clothes ranging from outrageous to just barely breaking regulations. But even more surprising is that they are racked with your names on them.

You look at Allison in shock. She laughs and explains, “Olivia gave me all your sizes, so I’ve already picked everything out. If there are any issues, I can remeasure.”

You nod and respond, “Olivia and I should be fine. But our daughters are late bloomers, so they’ve grown recently,” you pause, put your hand on your cheek, and tilt your head in thought, “They should be done, though.”

(Author Note: Honestly, I just looked up when people stop growing, and most women should have long finished growing. Even most men would be done by 18. So that was my mistake. I’ve covered it up by calling them late bloomers here :p)

Allison smiles. “We’ll figure things out. There is no need to be worried about other people, so have fun.” She looks between you and then adds, “I can stay and help, or if you prefer, I can sit in the office. There are no cameras, of course.” She gestures to the wall to show you have complete privacy.

“We appreciate your discretion. We are also interested in the clothes out front,” you say, looking back at the door you entered.

“Alright, I’ll close the curtains,” Allison agrees.

“As for helping,” you smirk, “Why don’t we team up?”

Olivia claps. “That’s a great idea!” she encourages.

“I was thinking we can mix things up. I’ll help Jessica while you’ll help Merry, and Allison can assist Tiffany.”

Allison looks at Tiffany and says, “I don’t mind if you’re up for it.”

Tiffany gives Allison a bright smile and a thumbs up. “I’m fine with it. Thanks for the help.”

Olivia hugs Merry, “Let’s pick out the best clothes!”

Merry laughs, “It’s not a competition.”

“No, Merry. It’s only not a competition if you lose,” Olivia jokes.

You grab Jessica by the hip and smugly state, “Allison picked out the clothes already. So it’s her win either way.”

Jessica next to shifts and says, “I’m just looking forward to seeing everyone in nice clothes.”

Allison happily gives a thumbs up. “I like how you think. I’ll go close the shades out front and be right back!”

As Allison leaves, the girls begin looking at the clothes. Merry blushes while Tiffany talks excitedly. Jessica drools as she imagines watching everyone change.

You begin to strip out of your dress. Merry squeaks, “Mom, what are you doing!”

You calmly reply, “We rented out the place, so we can just change here.”

Jessica chimes in, “Yeah, we want to see your big boobs!”

You raise your eyebrow. “Your aunt not attractive enough for you?” you ask as your dress slips to the ground.

Your niece swallows hard as her eyes follow the bath of your dress. You smile triumphantly and say, “Since you’re having a hard time, I’ll help you.” You reach out and start unbuttoning Jessica’s shirt.

“I can do that myself,” Jessica protests. But it’s too late. You continue to undress her.

Once her shirt is pulled off, you lean in and whisper, “We’re partners today, so your job is to look at me.”

As you are undoing Jessica’s skirt, Allison returns. Merry has begun to undress but hasn’t finished her shirt yet. Olivia has to keep coaxing your girl. On the other hand, Tiffany has already stripped everything and is looking at the underwear and lingerie.

As Allison joins Tiffany, you hear her ask if she’d be more comfortable if she undressed. However, Tiffany didn’t mind, so they continued as they were. Since everyone seems to be getting along, you focus on removing your underwear. Jessica quickly follows suit, fearful you will take them off for her.