Gladly help Sam Pick Out Lingerie.

“Fine. Twist my arm.” I smirked.

“Thank you tiger.” Sam touched my shoulder.

“So what are you thinking. Let me guess. Black.” I said as I reached for the door.

“Of course. I am to pale for white and I am a bit uneven. I have more of a vase shape then an hour glass so I have to mix and match sometimes which makes finding two of the same color hard to find sometimes so that leaves black.”

“But if you are working under studio lights and are wearing a black bra and a white blouse or even a colored blouse the light might shine through plus white reflects light so less heat.”

“Fuck. White it is then.” She rolled her eyes and glanced around as we entered.

“Black might work under a black blouse and some women can pull off the bra under the shirt look if not trying to be overly modest. Get what you like and makes you feel sexy and Julie can help you pick an outfit from there. You can also go for nude tones if you like.” I smiled. “Any problems you have had in the past buying bras.”

“My ex said I had a bit of a banana boob. They are not that bad but kind of slop. She used to tease me that when I sweat after we did the dead it was like the sweat drops were sky jumpers picking up speed as the went. They are fuller at the bottom then the top and as you saw how they point outward. Even with my ample size it can still create bra gaps.” She smirked. Her breast were not as bad as she made it sound but they did point outward in front of her like two bullets.

“Might want to go with a demi-bra then. Smaller cups means less coverage but might hug things better if you are not filling out a bra all the way.” I smiled.

“See this is why I like having you around. You are like the female friend I always needed.” Sam teased. Most of my knowledge was from Alice and her friends or my sisters and theirs.

“Hey now.”

“Kidding.” She touched my shoulder. I am glad you are here really. She looked up and smirked. “Great incoming bitch at nine o'clock.”

“Can I help you?” A woman in a nice silk blouse said as she came over. The way she looked at Sam told me she was skeptical of someone like Sam being in here to shop. A look I am sure Sam got a lot but Sam didn't make it easy for people to trust her the way she dressed.

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“Hi. My friend here needs something nice but comfortable for work. Not any of the frilly stuff you sell to the common rabble but something a professional lady might wear. She will be photographing models under studio lighting so it can't be anything really padded though she doesn't really need that as you can see.” I said as I offered my hand deciding to put on a show like Rory might. Act like I belonged and go from there. I wasn't entirely out of my element here, just my comfort zone, but I would suck it up to help Sam out.

“You are with a photography studio?” The woman looked at Sam. If Sam looked like anything it was an art student.

“I am applying for one currently. Mrs. Dewinters suggested this place.” Sam smiled and offered her hand turning on her own charm but kept it short and sweet where I rambled..

“Ah. Any friend of Desiree is more then welcome here as she has spent a small fortune here over the years.” The woman's tone

“I am not looking to spend a lot of money. It is only for me really but that is not to say I could not refer my clients here in the future if I like the way it fits me.” Sam sad as she looked around. Cleaver girl I thought. Selling herself as a spokesperson.

“Very well. I am sure we can find something comfortable and affordable. Most women only come in looking for decoration for there lovers. Do you know your size?”

Sam smirked. Here she was out of her element. Sam had street smarts clearly but that would only get you so far. “No. 38C or D depending on what brand I buy. I tend to over fill a C sometimes but as I was telling him I do not fill in a D as well so he suggested maybe a demi cup.”

“We can measure you. It may be you are buying the wrong sized under band though a demi bra is not a bad suggestion either. We can try bra inserts if you like as well and see what works.” The Woman replied.

“Do you have the cloth kinds. I know the silicone ones do not do well in heat at absorbing sweet and she will be working under studio lights possibly so I would avoid padded or underwire bras that may cause perspiration.” Brit had tried it during our shoot on the beach in her bikini and may have been using them as sweet collectors. They were great since they are waterproof but didn't so much for underboob sweet.

The woman gave a nod and a smile as she looked. “Yes, we do have sponge-padded inserts for just that problem. It is nice to see a gentleman who knows his stuff and takes a lady's well-being into consideration.” She gave a little coy laugh and touched my arm.

“Thank you.”

“Any thoughts on panties?” She looked back at Sam

“I planned on wearing a black pencil skirt to the interview and would need something that wouldn't show through. I am comfortable with any cut really but I will have to work in it.” Sam shrugged.

“Laser cut prepares without the stitching so the fabric lays flat and there is less chance of fraying increasing the longevity of the fabric.” The woman smiled. I hadn't heard of laser cut before but I got an idea in my head of the laser cutting and burning the seams together.

“Let us get you measured first and then go from there.” The woman smiled.

“Okay.” Sam nodded.

"Want me to hold your bags?" I smirked.

"See you've done this before but I am good." Sam shook her head and headed off after the woman.

“Can I help you find anything yourself, sir?” The woman behind the counter.

“Just browsing.” I shook my head. I sighed and wondered around wondering what Julie might like.

I got a text and looked to see it was Britney. "Hey. Not trying to mess with you this time cutie. Haven't done this in a long time and want to know if you think I should send these to Sam or if she would even like these."

"Damn. Beautiful as always PYT and she will love it. Sam has her own issues that she deals with but like you but is a very lovely person. She is guarded like you and like you has problems letting people in to know the real her but I think the two of you will make great friends at the very least. You might come off a bit too eager if you send them all at once but I am sure she will appreciate them. I doubt she will show your picks off as she likes to keep her secrets but no one here besides me knows you so you can cut loose and just say fuck it."

"I love you so fucking much. You get me." Brit texted.

"Love you too." I smiled. I went back to shopping as I saw what looked to be a couple of older women come in and look around. The woman who had left with Sam went and got a few things and then a little while later went back with a few things for her to try on. I browsed wondering what Julie would like.

I answered the phone to see Diana on her tablet as she was decorating a table I guessed. She wore an attractive v-neck thigh-length sweater dress that gracefully accentuated her lovely full figure. The dress, a shade of soft white that complemented her fair tan complexion. A delicate gold necklace adorned her neck, catching the light as she worked. I couldn’t help but admire her cleavage as she leaned over the table.

She completed the ensemble with knee-high black leather boots, adding a touch of modern flair to her chic outfit. Her blonde hair fell gracefully around her shoulders in loose waves, framing her face with a touch of effortless glamour. Diana's makeup was tastefully applied, with a subtle smoky eye accentuating her expressive gaze. Her lips were adorned with a soft, rose-toned lipstick, Her lips were adorned with a soft, rose-toned lipstick, adding a subtle yet alluring touch. “Hey Diana.”

"Hey, sweetie. Rory around?" She smiled.

"Nope sorry. He took his girl out to breakfast and then to get a new phone. He mentioned maybe taking her shopping to take her mind off things after so I have not seen him. Need me to get a message to him?" I shrugged, figuring they had either left the dorm room again or he was intentionally ignoring his computer, likely wanting to spend some quality time alone with Amy.

"No, I was just checking on his lady friend," Diana said, offering a warm smile as she settled onto the couch, elegantly crossing her legs. Flashing me some serious thigh as she did.

"You and all her friends. I think she'd rather forget the whole thing, which is why Rory wanted to take her shopping," I replied, weaving a half-truth as I suspected they weren't out shopping at all. Amy likely just wanted to be left alone, trying to escape the inquiries about her well-being after the near-drowning incident the previous night.

"Understandable. Where are you at? Is that a lingerie store?" Diana inquired with a playful smirk. "So you took my advice and made a move."

"Something like that?" I replied, rolling my eyes at her teasing.

"Oh, so maybe a little more. Well, I won't ask since you're in public, but I wear a size six if you're looking for a way to thank me for the advice. I'd be happy to offer some advice if you're looking for something for her," Diana teased, her tone hinting at both mischief and genuine willingness to help.

"No got lured in here by a female friend of ours needed a guy's opinion." I shook my head. “I am not sure what Julie even likes really.”

"Please tell me you are not trying to date a second girl?" She teased.

"No, I would be more worried about the two of them hooking up with one another than me having a shot with both since the one I am with is a lesbian."

"Oh. Well, I hope she is at least nice to look at so you get something out of helping her." Diana teased and gave a playful wink.

"Very." I smiled. “And would probably hurt me for saying it.”

“See anything your new girlfriend might like then?” Diana teased.

“Bit to early to be buying lingerie.” I smirked.

“Maybe so. Don’t want to rush things to quickly.” Diana smiled and turned the tablet toward the living room. "So, what do you think? Not that you the living room before but I could use your opinion? I am trying out this whole Feng Shui thing. I want to brighten up the living room for hosting when Roy has friends over." Diana said. The living room of the upscale residence featured large windows that allowed ample natural light to illuminate the space as I saw the trees outside had started to turn colors. A far cry from where Rory’s step mom Vivian lived. The color palette comprised muted tones, with soft creams and subtle grays dominating the decor. A large fireplace with polished stone framing served as the central focal point, adding a touch of coziness to the expansive room.

The furniture, designed with modern aesthetics, included plush sofas adorned with chic throw pillows. The walls showcased carefully curated artwork and framed photographs, contributing to the room's sophisticated ambiance. Chic standing lights provided strategic illumination throughout the room.

"Afraid I know nothing about Feng Shui but as a photographer, I would try putting the standing lights in the corner of the room that way they illuminate the walls furthest from the main light and the walls can help bounce and reflect light throughout the space." I smiled.

"Thank you. That is a great idea sweetie." She set the tablet down and went over and grabbed one and moved around a recliner and then behind a table where she bent over to plug it in behind the table. As she leaned forward, her soft, cotton sweater dress rode up her slender body, exposing her hot-pink panties and the full curves of her round, pert ass cheeks. The sight was enough to send anyone into a fit of uncontrollable desire, as she had unknowingly revealed her most intimate secrets. Her cheeks were smooth and natural, perfectly framing the area between her legs in an alluring way. The fabric crinkled as she shifted slightly, and her pale skin glowed in the light of the room. The sight was enough to make my mouth water. She stood back up and tucked down her dress. Either she was totally oblivious or had just flashed me her ass on purpose. She came off as sweet as could be but a bit oblivious. I could only image how bad it had been for Rory living with her. “So how is that?” She smiled as she turned it on and turned around smoothing out the dress on her hips.

“I can’t really say since its daylight but it looks good to me.” I smiled only half paying attention to the lights as she bent over to see me in the tablet offering a peek at her voluptuous cleavage tantalizingly visible in her tight, low-cut v-neck sweater vest. Her vibrant blue eyes sparkled with delight, her lush lips curved in an inviting smile, and her soft, sun-kissed skin glowed with warmth.

She slowly moved closer, her full curves accentuated by the snug fit of her clothing as she brushed her hair back from her face. “Well I will text you a pic later and let you know. I should let you go and get back to your friend. Later sweetie pie.” She gave a little wave.

“Later Diana. I will tell Rory you called.” I smiled.

“Thank you, cutie.” Diana replied. I smiled as I hung up with her then went to go check on Samantha. I went into the dressing area where there were several closed doors. “Sam?” I asked.

“Yeah.” I heard from one of the doors.

I walked over and spoke softly. “How is it going in there?”

“Come in and see for yourself?” Sam replied. I hope this was not a trick. I cautiously pushed the dressing room door open, the anticipation hanging in the air like a delicate fragrance. The room was drenched in a warm light, casting an intimate and sensuous glow. There, Sam stood with her fiery red hair cascading down her shoulders, wrapped in an alluring ensemble of black lingerie that hugged her every curve.

The lingerie was a mix of lace and satin that adorned Sam's figure with a touch of mystique. The bra, intricately designed with delicate lace patterns, framed her bosom, accentuating its natural allure as she leaned over toward the mirror filling the cups of the brassier. The matching garter belt, adorned with subtle black lace, hugged her waist, leading the eye down to a pair of lace-trimmed sheer black stockings that whispered promises of elegance and seduction and a pair of black lace-trimmed satin panties that shimmered in the light as her bottom stuck out behind her toward me.

As Sam delicately adjusted the garter belt straps and stockings, her fingers traced the intricate details of the lingerie. The contrast of the black fabric against her fair skin created a captivating visual symphony, emphasizing the curves of her body in a way that exuded confidence and vulnerability simultaneously.

In the reflection of the dressing room mirror, our eyes met, and Sam's nervous pout revealed a sense of vulnerability. Her lips were anxiously bitten, a clear indication that this was not her typical attire.

"So, what do you think?" she asked, standing up and turning to show me the front. As she did so, she glanced back over her shoulder to look at herself in the mirror.

"You look very beautiful," I said, my gaze appreciatively taking in the intricate details of the lingerie against her curves. The lace and satin gracefully complemented her figure, creating a striking contrast against her fair skin.

“See you went with the black first.” I smiled figuring she would though it limit what she could wear over it. She had a few other lingerie options lying nearby but with her red hair and pale skin the black looked good on her as the choice highlighted the elegant contrast between the dark fabric and her fair complexion. “It looks really good on you.”

“Thanks. Nothing else these will be for me. Needs adjusting though? Can you get the back?” She touched the bra strap behind her.