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“I need help with the top.” Paul’s eyes widened, and the wide grin let me know I’d done right. Monique made bows of the straps, then stepped back.
“Perfect.”
“Oh, Nadia, I love this one. You look stunning.”
She took my measurements. “You’re curvaceous, so not as many for off-the-rack. I’ll have it custom-made for your body. Can we move this now?” she asked about the screen.
I nodded, though my body trembled when I took off my underwear in front of them to change into the next set.Omg. I’m nude, standing in front of two people in a shop.
I tried on corsets, underwire sets, bustier, garters, and silk stockings. Each piece was elegant and of excellent quality.Only the best.Paul was just as involved as Monique, asking for changes and, at times, adjusting the front of his pants. He obviously trusted her. Though Monique was friendly, she treated me like a mannequin, and instead, was mainly focused on Paul’s reaction.
Monique went to his side, and they spoke in French. I ran my hands down my arm.
“You should see yourself.” Monique took me to the mirror.
I gasped.Wow! Quality undergarments make me look like a sensual model.
Paul beamed at me. “Fuck. I want them all in every combination you can find.”
By the end of the appointment, I had changed without thought. And I believe that was Paul’s point. He had found a way to make me comfortable being naked in public.
And where would that lead?
“Your world is so bizarre,” I said when we were back on the street. “Private shops. Everything personal. I’m not criticizing; I like it.”A whole lot.
He texted on his phone. “It’s easier.”
“Did you do this with other women?” I asked in a soft tone.
“Not always. No,” he said, but didn’t elaborate.
Perhaps they already had good quality things?
He placed his hand on my buttocks and squeezed, then left it there while we were in public. People were watching, but I suddenly realized I didn’t care.
I’d been nude at the lingerie store for an hour in front of Monique. People’s opinions weren’t at the front of my mind. Shopping with him was also arousing, though I kept myself together with Monique there. I was almost desperate to have sex again.Our gazes connected, and we were in sync.
“How long do we have to go for our next appointment?”
“Not long at all. Here it is.”
I’d thought the shop was closed down. Like the lingerie shop, the windows were dark. However, after Paul knocked, a diminutive elderly gentleman walked out to greet him.
“This is George.”
He greeted us, and the heavenly aroma coming through the door assailed my nostrils.Divine.We were at a private perfumery, which was more like an office with a desk. On top of the rich mahogany desk were glass fragrance materials and labeled jars.
“George is where I go to get my cologne. It’s called Paul. And now he will make Nadia.”
I gaped at him. “My own fragrance? You do too much for me.”
“Believe me, I’m enjoying myself watching you.”
George asked me questions about what I liked and offered me jars to sample the scents.
“Do you have a favorite flower, and why is it your favorite?”
I tapped my chin. “Favorite flower…” I dazed off to memories of running through a sprinkler as Mom planted her flowers.
