Shopping

"Your ass looks just right in that, Danielle," Amanda chirped. You were both in a dressing room at a lingerie shop. "And I can barely see your clit."

"Ah, there was a time I'd be mortified if you said that," you joked, causing Amanda to laugh.

"I bet," she responded, kissing you on the cheek. There was a time you'd be mortified by spending eight hours a day shopping too, you thought. And that was out the window, either as a side effect of being fucked by your boss, a side effect of hormonal changes, or a side effect of silk panties feeling pretty damn good. You had shopping bags filled with heels, skirts, bras, some new wigs, makeup, perfume. And you'd had an entire day with Amanda. And you were eating lunch with her and Erika shortly. Life was good.