Hell Yes

“If you can get it approved, I’m in.”

“Awesome.”

Marsha pulls out her phone. She sends out a text. A few minutes later her phone dings.

“We’re all set, but Davis’ boss wants to meet you when we’re done.”

“Cool.”

“Let’s go.”

She walks purposely toward the elevator. You admire the way her leather pants cling to her ass as you follow her. You step onto the elevator.

Two minutes later you step out onto the street.

“My favorite boutique is just this way.”

You follow her to a store. The windows are blacked out. You step inside hoping this isn’t some kind of cruel prank.

It isn’t. Once you step inside you see an amazing array of kinky clothing.

“This seems rather ‘specialized’. How do they stay in business?”

“I think they get a lot of business from The Company. Now let’s find you some better clothes!”

You paw through an array of pants, mostly tight and black. Occasionally you grab one, with Marsha nodding in approval.

You head to the changing room with a dozen outfits.

You change into a variety of edgy, sexy, outfits until you settle on black latex pants that mold your ass into pear perfection. A tight black translucent shirt with darker strips by your nipples, shows off your impressive cleavage.

You make your way to the cashier.

The black lipped goth girl gives you a wicked grin. “Do you want me to wrap those?” She snickers.

You caress your leg and give your ass a little slap. “No I’ll wear them out.”

She rings up the purchase at three hundred and fifty dollars.

“I’ve got this, Gracie.”

You let Marsha pay.

“Thanks girlfriend.”

“Worth every Penny to see you in a decent outfit.”

You laugh.

The two of you make your way back to The Company.

“Ready to meet Davis’ boss?”

“Sure, why not.”