“I have them here,” she announced, “and, by the way, this is Lucy.”
I looked at Lucy with interest. She was just about wearing the tiniest bikini I had ever seen and looked brazenly lovely. She was a little shorter than Hanna but with very similar figures.
“Is she one of your clients?”
“No, Sir, the business has been doing well recently and I decided I needed some assistance. She is very useful modelling outfits and demonstrating equipment. Lucy, this is Sir one of our most valuable customers and part owner of the company.”
I’m sure that last piece wasn’t lost on the girl as she approached shyly, her head bowed, and her hand held out in greeting.
“Welcome, Sir. I’m very pleased to meet you. I hope I can serve you well.”
I took her hand as she finished her practiced greeting. It was warm and soft and slightly shaking with nerves.
“Lovely to meet you Lucy,” I told her gently, “this is my friend Hanna” I continued gesturing in Hanna’s direction.
She stepped to one side, grateful to be away from my searching looks and held out her hand again.
“Hello, Hanna,” was all she said before turning and going back to her place behind Delia.
“She’s very pretty,” I said to Delia, “where did you get her from?”
“Somehow she had heard of the shop through various contacts and one day she just turned up and had the cheek to ask for a job. I took one look at her and, how could I refuse. She is perfect for my needs.”
Yes, perfect, I thought, and not just in the shop either. I knew well Delia’s tastes in her social life. She was well known on the local scene.
“Would you like Lucy to model the corset? She is a fair match for young Hanna.”
“I would want to see Hanna wearing it, but I think we should sit and watch while Lucy helps her.”
“What a splendid idea,” she agreed happily, “Lucy, you heard Sir. Be firm with her, she looks nervous, poor thing.”
She walked behind the small counter and came back with a pair of elegant period chairs. Placing them facing the small space where the girls stood looking bemused, she invited me to sit. For a while, as we watched them, neither girl moved, frozen in time, looking at each other. It was Lucy who made the first moved. She placed the corset she was carrying over one of the clothes racks and stepped next to Hanna and began to unbutton her blouse. Hanna still looked in shock and I heard her whisper to Lucy, “B … but a changing room?” and then Lucy’s whispered reply, “Not today, bitch.”
I was shocked at the last words but stayed quiet as Lucy’s fingers continued releasing buttons. I guessed that Lucy’s tone was exactly what Hanna needed and I would readily have said the same. Then, the blouse was gone, quickly followed by the skirt. All credit to her, Hanna didn’t flinch or try to cover herself. I would reward her for that when we got back to the office. I sensed Delia’s head tilt close to mine.
“She is a stunner, your new slut,” she whispered in my ear. “Would you ever consider lending her to me? Or maybe, an overnight swap with Lucy?”
I grinned and suppressed a chuckle. It was a delicious thought. I wasn’t sure I was at that stage with Hanna’s training, but it was worth considering.
“A lovely thought,” I whispered back, “but we are not yet at the overnight stage. It is a very tempting offer, nonetheless. I will consider it and discuss it with Hanna. I must admit young Lucy has me interested.”
We left it at that for now and continued to watch the two young women. Lucy was mostly hidden from view as she tightened up the lacing at Hanna’s back. Delia had been right. It hid nothing but even enhanced her. It lifted and brought together her tits until she almost achieved a cleavage. Her nipples still rose enticingly over the top, in full view and begging to be played with. The hem stopped a couple of inches below her navel and seemed to draw the eye downward teasingly. When Lucy stood aside and left Hanna completely on display. I heard Delia gasp with pleasure. I had to admit she had been right to recommend them to me.
“It comes supplied with attachable garters for use with stockings, if you like that sort of thing,” Delia informed me.
“I think she looks perfect as she is,” I replied and beckoned to the nervous looking girl. “Step forward, come closer, Hanna,” I told her.
On shaky legs she took a step towards us. I pointed to a place on the floor, I wanted her closer. She swallowed and did as she was told. I reached up and pulled at her nipples. Her tits were squeezed together as much as they could go and pushed up making her nipples prominent.
“My, my, you almost have a bust, Hanna,” I said mockingly, and she blushed.
I watched as Delia deliberately and showily approached Hanna with an extended finger. It dove between her legs and started to slide back and forth between her cunt lips.
“You look very pretty, my dear,” she told her.
Hanna was beginning to squirm under her touch. I glanced at Lucy who was grinning broadly, enjoying the fun we were having at Hanna’s expense. She saw my look and held it and I smiled back at her. The crotch piece of her bikini bottoms had cut into her forcing her pink labia to squeeze out either side. Oh yes, I wanted her. I would discuss a swap with Hanna when we got back but I already knew the discussion would be very one sided. Besides, it would be good for her to broaden her horizons and I knew I could trust Delia.
“I think we will take two of them,” I decided, “do you have one in red?”
“We certainly do, Sir. Lucy, go fetch,” she snapped as if ordering a pet dog.
Lucy rushed off into the storeroom. I stood up, leaving Hanna still at the mercy of Delia’s playful finger and picked up her two pitiful scraps of clothing and placed them on the counter.
“I will have these few items as well,” I said to Delia, trying to distract her from her fun, “and can you put these trashy clothes in a bag for me? I think what she is wearing now will do for the short walk home.”
Even Delia looked shocked so I quickly added, “I will still allow her coat of course. I don’t think the neighbourhood is ready for Hanna in all her glory quite yet.”
I laughed and a look of relief came upon Hanna’s face. Lucy returned carrying a bright scarlet corset and laid it with the rest of my shopping on the counter. Delia reluctantly released her hold on Hanna’s cunt and stood up, very much the shop proprietor once more. I handed Hanna her coat but before she could fasten to her neck I stepped in and stopped her. I had noticed a sturdy ring sown into the top of the corset, so I unclipped her leash from her collar and reclipped it there. Then I stopped her fastening her coat any higher. I carefully arranged the coat collar to fall in a wide vee which not only displayed her collar nicely but also showed a hint of the corset. I wondered how she would feel walking back to the office.
Delia handed me a discrete but expensive looking carrier bag, shook my hand, and smiled at me. I kissed her on the cheek.
“You won’t forget what we discussed?” she reminded me.
“Don’t worry,” I told her, staring fixedly at Lucy to emphasise the point, “we will talk about it as soon as we get back to the office.”