An elegant dress

Besides her fucking obligations, she had to go to ‘parties’ if you could call them that, with her husband to go to. Jenny didn’t give a fuck about him, but she did care about her appearance and reputation. She needed to be beautiful and elegant. The gown she chose was long, low cut and black. A long slit along the right side revealed a length of long leg with every step and every breath threatened to pop her tits right out of the dress.

The skinny salesman’s jaw hung for a moment before he recovered, “How’s that feel? Too tight? Too loose?” he asked.

Jenny smiled at him. “It feels a bit tight across my ass. I could use some help getting out of it.”

The salesman smiled, “I could get a saleswoman to help you,” he offered, without any particular sincerity.

“No thanks, I’d prefer your help,” Jenny said.

His eyes shifted as he checked to see if anyone was watching. “Tell you what,” he leaned forward, “I’ll put it on your account, then we’ll go into the dressing room and if you aren’t satisfied when you come out, I’ll cover the cost of the dress?”

Jenny’s bright red lips smiled as she formed her response…