"What would you recommend?"

The girl smiles and comes out from behind the desk. "Well let's see..." As she closes in, Leigh looks her over further. On her lower half she’s wearing dark blue tight designer skinny jeans. They sit low on her hips, exposing a couple of inches of smooth skin and sculpted hips above the waistline and below her shirt. She has white high heels on, closed round toes with an ankle strap. This girl is stylish—as she should be, with her job.

She takes Leigh’s waist without preamble and runs her hands down Leigh’s hips and thighs, her face knitted with concentration. She takes Leigh’s shoulders and spins her around, looking her up and down. She places her hands on Leigh’s belly and back and presses lightly, then cups her breasts and purses her lips.

Finally she looks up at Leigh, whose eyes have gone wide with surprise. In addition, though the girl can’t know, her heart is racing and her pussy is throbbing at the unexpected, unrequested contact. “Oh my, I didn’t mean to startle you, honey,” she says with a laugh. She puts her hand out. “Now that I’ve felt you up, I suppose I should introduce myself. I’m Kenzi.”

Leigh takes her hand with a laugh. “It’s quite alright, I can’t pretend I didn’t enjoy it. Did you…did you learn anything useful?”

“Yes! I got a good feeling for your proportions and what might work for your body type. You know…curvy. Just…” She stares at Leigh’s body shamelessly. “You know…luscious…curves…” She shakes her head. “Anyway. I’ve got some possibilities in mind. Bra and panty sets, teddies, bodysuits. Let me get them all gathered, we’ll head to a dressing room.”

Without waiting for a response, Kenzi takes off and flits around the shop gathering lingerie. Once she has a massive armful, so high Leigh can no longer see Kenzi’s face, the shop girl grabs her arm and leads her excitedly toward the dressing rooms. Leigh was already excited when she got to the shop, but Kenzi’s enthusiasm is infectious, and Leigh is all but jittery with excitement as Kenzi pulls aside the curtain to the dressing room.

This dressing room is nothing like the dressing rooms she’s been in at department stores and the like. It’s huge, with mirrors at several angles and a big padded bench, like a giant ottoman, at the center. Kenzi hangs her gathered pieces on hooks on the walls and turns Leigh rubbing her hands together. “Alright! Let’s get started. Why don’t you strip down?”

Suddenly Leigh is nervous. Won’t Kenzi think it’s weird that she’s not wearing any underwear? Well I was going to take the underwear off anyway, so I suppose it doesn’t matter, she thinks. With a deep breath, Leigh starts undressing. She kicks off her shoes, then hooks her fingers under the hem of her shirt and pulls it off over her head. She glances at Kenzi to find the shop girl staring at her tits biting her lip. Leigh pulls her eyes away and pushes her skirt down, bracing herself for a reaction to her lack of panties.

Kenzi doesn’t try to hide her interest in Leigh’s bare crotch, but she doesn’t say anything about Leigh’s fashion choices. “Okay! Let’s start here.” She reaches for one of her selections.