Nicole offers to put on a show.

The merchant's erection spelled out for Nicole exactly what he was hoping to trade the key for. This gave her an edge. It was a technique she had seen many a time in politics. Often both sides have things that they want out of a negotiation, but know that the other is actively working against those goals. If you know what the other side wants, you can set a price that you're both willing to pay and what they will accept. She had seen the Senator use it many times to get difficult legislation passed. She was about to use it to protect her pussy, but the principle still held. She just needed to set an appropriate price.

"Well, I can't do what you're thinking about, I'm saving myself for marriage" A lie, but a harmless one, "but, as long as nobody's watching, I could" she played with her hair, trying to play up her naivety and innocence "dance for you?"

The merchant stroked his cock slowly, considering the offer. "This would be an acceptable trade" he looked her up and down, slowly "but I will need to see ALL the merchandise" he said with a smile.

Nicole nodded "fine, but no touching". It was the best deal she was going to get, and unlike the payment to get through the door, she would get her clothes back when this was over. She started to sway her hips, to some unheard song that played in her head. First her hands moved to her blouse. She slowly worked through each button, allowing the merchant to savour every inch of her chest that was revealed. Eventually, she opened the shirt to reveal her red lace bra. Moments later, she rolled her shoulders back to allow the shirt to elegantly flutter to the floor.

Moving at an even pace, she began to spin around slowly, her hands moving up to the clasp of her bra and unhooked it. She took this opportunity to glance seductively over her shoulder, brushing her red hair behind her ear. The merchant was stroking himself vigorously, and for a moment, Nicole wondered whether or not she should have made him a better offer. Forcing the thought from her mind, she turned back around, and without moving her hands from the front of her breasts, dropped the red bra to the floor. She continued to work her hips, waiting for what seemed like an eternity before revealing her near perfect breasts.

She rotated around again, at a snail's pace, preparing for her grand finale. Hands moving to the zipper at the back of her skirt. She unzipped it slowly, then gave her hips a gentle shimmy to let it fall to the floor, revealing her naked, heart shaped ass. Then, as a finishing touch, as she was enjoying herself, Nicole folded herself in half to pick up her skirt, in the process giving a picture perfect view of her pussy to the merchant (and everyone watching at home). It was at this moment she heard a groan. Standing up slowly so as not to ruin the mood, she turned around to see that the merchant had ejaculated all over himself.

Taking a moment to regain his composure, the merchant stood up, without cleaning himself off, and, grabbing the key, beckoned to her to take it from him. As she stepped forward, he said to her "a worthy trade, indeed".

Nicole reached forward to take the key "Thank y-" she started to say, but the moment she wrapped her hand around the key, he jerked it towards himself. Caught off guard, Nicole lost her balance. Two sensations flooded her mind in the next instant. The first was his tongue in her mouth, the second was the sparks moving down her pussy lips as he ran his fingers them. She pushed off him, he relinquished his grip on the key.

Putting his fingers to his mouth, he said "no need to thank me, I can tell you enjoyed yourself as well! Come back anytime, Stranger!" He yelled as she fled the room to redress and carry on, the first key in her hands.