Help the girl.

Leena has a slight tint to her skin, echoing the remainder of her blood's Middle Eastern heritage. She has black hair, which she wears tied back into twin pigtails behind her head, and thick-rimmed glasses. Other than that, you don't really know much about her, other than that she was only hired about a week or so prior. She's about to have an interesting shift regardless.

You find her stocking in the women's undergarment section, garbed in black pants and a blue t-shirt. Given her demeanour, she doesn't look like the type to ever wear lingerie, though with your newfound confidence, you definitely would.

"Hey there," you say with a friendly wave, and a sashay down the aisle towards her. "I'm Alice, and I'm going to help you out with that stuff, mkay?"

She looks over and seems taken aback at first. Leena stands up straight and clears her throat, though the first word out cracks. "H-Hey. I'm getting there. It's just that this store is so big."

"Hey don't worry about it."

As you walk, your short skirt sways over your long, slender legs. All she can do is turn away bashfully, admitting defeat. There's no way she can keep from staring. It's interesting how much it seems to pull her attention in the first place, considering she's a girl as well.

"So, where did you leave off?"

She picks up a package from the box on her cart, and it's a skimpy, frilly, pink pair of panties. She looks to you, and then to it, as she nervously puts it on the shelf where it belongs with colour in her cheeks.

Is she getting embarrassed by underwear now that I'm here? That's pretty childish, but super cute.

"This next one is annoying," you say and begin to climb unsafely up the shelves. "You can hand it to me."

Your skirt is already much too short, but moving just a few shelves up is all it needed to give Leena a full view of your lace-covered ass. It's a complete upskirt! You sway your hips slightly back and forth as you wait.

She looks up and widens her eyes, finding herself staring straight at your cheeks. She starts to grow hot, and her face turns red. She wants to be polite, but it's so difficult to look away at a once in a life time view.

"Leena?"

Breathing heavily through her nose, she hands the item to you and squirms nervously in place.

You climb back down and she breaths a sigh of relief, though her face is still flushed, especially with you standing so close by. There's also something about being surrounded by such intimate and risque products that doesn't make it any better for her. If pushed any further, her glasses would probably fog up.

To help her go faster, you pick up a full black set of lingerie to put away, but you hold it out in front of you first. "Have you ever worn something like this?"

"Definitely not!" she replies quickly.

"Oh? I think you'd look cute."

She becomes to embarrassed to look directly at you any longer, and turns back to the cart of supplies. "Th-Thanks."

You hang it up, and turn back to her, striking a little pose. "Would I?"

Her eyes trail up and down your body, especially at your thighs. "Definitely," she mutters.

Eventually, you help her finish up what was left on the cart. It wasn't much. Afterwards, you take a step towards her, and lean in for a little peck on the cheek. She turns red, and you smile and wink. "I'm glad I could help," you say.

Now you have more time to do what you want to do.