Good but it could be better

"That's really quite fetching," Jackson concedes. "But it kind of clashes with the rest of your outfit."

"I could take the rest of my clothes off!" Kimmy says helpfully.

"That would be a good start," Jackson admitts, sending her into a helpful flurry of bra and skirt removal. "But we need to replace it with something. Can't have you all naked in the store, now, can we? Let's see, what goes well with head panties. Oh, I know!"

He grabbs a can of spray whipping cream.

"Panties on your head and a whip-cream bikini on the rest of you!" he exclaims. "You'll be the best-dressed Kwiki-mart clerk in town!"

"That is a great idea!" Kimmy exclaims as she kicks her skirt into the corner. "I have never worn a whip-cream bikini before, but I will do my best!"

"I'd be glad to help you," Jackson volunteers. "You should look your best, after all. It's only professional."

"Oh thank you!" she says. "You are so very helpful with so many good ideas!"

Jackson grins and breaks open the whipping cream.

"Not at all!" he says. "You're doing me a favor, really."

"It is my job to serve," she reminds him. "How shall I stand?"

"Just spread your feet apart and hold your arms out to your sides," Jackson tells her. "I'll take care of the rest."

She dutifully assumes the position. Jackson begins with a line of cream going high over her left hip and down to her fragrant twat. She quivers when he covers her clitty with cream. He traces a line of cream from the triangle whe has coated her cunnie with to go to her right hip. Then he joins the two lines at the small of her back, with just a little line coming down to stop at her ass crack.

"We'll say it's a thong," he mutters.

Then he goes back to put little circles of cream on her tits that barely cover her areolas, and makes strings of cream that extend up over her shoulders, careful not to obscure her 'name tag'.

He steps back to admire his handywork. He never thought of the Korean shop owner as particularly desireable but he had to admit that fucking with her like this was a serious turn on.

"It looks perfect!" he tells her. "Mind if I take a picture?"

"Yes, please do!" she agrees.

He takes several pictures from various angles with his cell phone, then he has her take the panties off her head, assuring her that he is satisfied with his panty purchase to her utter delight, and then he has her make several poses wearing just the whipped cream, giving her best cheesecake grins and gasps.

Jackson was just debating wheather to leave her there or fuck her first when the door to the convenience store opened.