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A Mannequin Fetish (Pt. 2)

Part 2: The Rendezvous

By Vicki CPublished 6 years ago 3 min read

At the end of her shift, Rena waiting anxiously for Felix, the handsome stranger she had met only hours ago. As the remaining customers left the store, Rena tidied the sales counter, inspected the displays, and shut off most of the lighting. Ten minutes passed after she closed the boutique. She felt her heartbeat quicken. Would he decide not to show?

Rena lingered, eyeing the security cameras and gate, which half barricaded the front entrance. It's time to go, she thought. Slowly, she pulled the gate closed, and locked up for the night. Taking a deep breath, she turned to leave-

"Going somewhere?" A smooth, sexy voice spoke. Felix made an appearance.

"I was expecting you...but afraid..."

"...afraid I wouldn't return?" He finished, caressing her cheek and tracing her jawline with his strong, skillful hand. "I couldn't do that to you. Besides, I have a little treat in mind, if you feel like an adventure."

"What sort of adventure?" Rena inquired, in a naive, nervous tone.

"How would you like to be a mannequin?"

"Me? I hardly think of myself that way-" In that moment he pressed a firm finger against her plush lips to silence Rena's protest.

"You are beautiful and I want you to enjoy your beauty, as I will, with your permission, of course." His hands cupped her face as he moved forward to kiss, lips touching, opening to taste each other. Rena pulled Felix closer too, thrusting her tongue into his mouth as he grabbed her hips. His tongue traveled down her neck, punctuating a trail of kisses with light nibbles, pushing down her top to dive further down to her chest...

"Security... guards... we have to be careful," she warned.

"That's part of the fun, though, isn't it?" He grinned, feeling mischevious.

"Yes, but, I work here..."

"Let's go back in the store. I have a couple of outfits in mind..."

"There are cameras."

"Can you turn them off?" He asked.

"I think so..."

She eagerly reopened the gate and entrance, tiptoed in inside once the mall guards were our of sight. Fumbling for the keys, she pulled Felix through the gate, glass doors and through the racks of clothing lining the store. He stopped her halfway, before she had a chance to lead him to the back, inspecting several outfits and pulling them from the rack. Two or three in total. Then, he motioned to continue, and they dashed to the changing rooms.

The low lighting made it difficult to see their reflections in the full length mirrors lining the changing room doors and adjacent walls. Rena flipped on a couple of extra back room lights to illuminate this area specifically. Turning around, she faced Felix, smiling widely and deliberately in front of the mirror. He thrust out a silk wrap around dress, silver-cream in colour, shimmering before Rena.

"Put this on," he ordered, holding the garment to her chest, grinning. She nodded and moved towards one of the rooms, disappearing behind the curtain... Felix quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Keep the curtain open," he instructed. "I want to watch you change." Folding his arms, Rena noticed well defined, muscular arms exposed with his sleeves rolled above the elbows. His chocolate coloured eyes sparkled, smiling with mischievousness. Rena grew nervous, biting her lip and twirling her ringlet curls. She secretly wanted his dominance, captivated by his strong demeanor, and bashful at once.

Rena began with a nervous, sly half-grin, sliding her arms through one sleeve, then the other, eyes fixed on Felix. Slipping beneath her top, she pulled it off effortlessly over her head, spiral curls lifting and bouncing about her face, exposing her torso. She bent down to push the tights down her waist, adjusting to continue the fixed gaze...

"Slowly," he requested. "Move gently, gracefully..." The fabric uncovered each thigh, over the knees, down the calves to her ankles...then off. Rena was left standing in her undergarments, shivering slightly.

"Lovely," Felix remarked, moving closer with the silk dress in hand. "I'd love to see you model this for me, but first..."

"Yes?" Rena was shaking, more nervous than ever.

"You'll need to remove the rest of your clothing."


About the Creator

Vicki C

I began writing erotic fantasy short stories in 2011, which feature BDSM and fetishes. When I'm not writing, I work a regular job, enjoy cycling, travelling, rock concerts and reading.

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