Date: Wed, 4 Jul 2007 03:28:57 -0400
From: J W <jw1137@hotmail.com>
Subject: A New Bathing Suit

Jessica pulled out her old bikini from the drawer. This just wouldn't do.
It was faded and the top was too small. Carrie's pool party was only a week
away there was no way she was going to show up in this rag. Alright!  Time
to go shopping!

She had heard some of the senior girls at school talking about a new
boutique on Fifth a couple blocks up from Main. That would probably be a
good place to start. It wasn't too far from school, so she could scoot over
there right after class before they closed.

Tuesday afternoon, Jessica hurried to her locker and dumped her books.
Walking as quickly as she could, she rounded the corner of Fifth and Main
just before 4 pm. She found the shop only a block up the street. Looking in
the tastefully decorated window she could see at a glance that she was in
the right place. The outfits on display were exactly what everyone was
wearing. As she reached for the door handle she saw an attractive woman
approaching from inside. Jessica hesitated, her hand half way to the door
handle. The woman inside was reaching for the reversible open, closed
sign. A sticker on the door announced the `hours of business'; it read
Monday to Thursday 9 am to 4 pm. Glancing at her watch, Jessie noted that
it was exactly 4 now. She stood there frozen with disappointment.

At that moment the woman inside noticed her for the first time. The woman
who appeared to be about thirty smiled very naturally and instead of
grasping the sign she opened the door.

"I was just closing up for the day" she said, giving Jessie a head to toe
inspection.

"I'm sorry" Jessie said "I rushed right over after class. I guess I'll have
to try to make it on Saturday morning."

"Well I've only been open for a few weeks. I'm not going to turn customers
away. Come on in." she said and opened the door fully. Jessica slipped past
her into the well lit interior lined with racks and racks of clothes. The
proprietor closed the door behind her, flipped the latch and turned the
open closed sign to the closed side.

"There" she said sweetly; smiling again "now you'll have my undivided
attention."

Jessica took this opportunity to size up her host. She wore her hair quite
short and it was a stylish red, almost magenta. About two inches taller
than Jessica's diminutive five foot two, she was very slim and elegant
looking in a cream colored pant suit and a powder blue blouse. The jacket
of the pant suit hung open and was being held out by the round protrusions
of her nicely proportioned breasts.

"Are you looking for anything in particular, or just browsing?"

"Yeah, I need a new bathing suit." Jessie responded.

"Well I've got a very nice selection right over here" the woman said as she
led the way toward the back of the store. "My name is Simone, what's
yours?"

"Jessie; Simone, is that French?"

"Yes, as a matter of fact it is. I was born near Marseilles, but I've been
living in the U. S. for over ten years now."

"You have an awesome accent; it sounds so, uh, sophisticated."

"Thank you!" Simone replied as they arrived at the racks of swim ware." I
have quite a selection of colors and styles. I think the ones on this rack
will be the most interesting to you." Jessica began sliding the suits apart
along the chrome pipe.

"I'll be right over there if you need any help" Simone said indicating the
sales desk in the back corner of the shop.  "Thanks" Jessica said as she
went about her task. Pulling out one after another, hanging the ones she
thought were possibilities on the convenient wall hook located beside the
rack. When she had chosen three she turned to the woman behind the desk and
asked:

"Can I try these on?"

"Of course" Simone said as she rose and indicated a doorway beside the
sales desk. "Right in here."

Picking up her selections, the girl headed in the indicated
direction. There was a short hallway with curtains on one side and a very
large mirror on the other. Jessie chose the second of the two dressing
rooms and hung the three bathing suits on one of the clothes hooks. Drawing
the curtain across; she kicked off her shoes. Simone returned to her chair
behind the desk and turned toward her lap top. Pressing a function button,
the desk top on the display was replaced by a full screen view of her young
customer opening the buttons of her blouse. The shop proprietor was glad
she had chosen the most expensive security cameras; with streaming video
and high resolution it was just like being in the room with the girl.

Jessica worked the buttons of her white blouse loose and shrugged it off
her shoulders; hanging it on the clothes hook beside the new bathing
suits. She twisted her pleated skirt around to undo the fastener and the
zipper. Dropping it down her trim tanned legs she hung it on top of the
blouse; next came her bra. Slipping the shoulder straps down, she rotated
the elastic back strap around to her flat tummy and released the
hooks. Then reaching up draped it over the skirt.

Jessie looked down at her full sag free breasts and gave them a rub trying
to erase the elastic lines. Her small but sensitive nipples sprang to
attention. She couldn't resist giving them an affectionate squeeze. This,
as always, sent a thrill to her virgin pussy, and she shivered.

Simone, mesmerized by the show raised her hand to caress her own breast
through her thick blouse and satin bra. The steady throbbing between her
legs was becoming an ache.

Jessie hooked her thumbs in the waist band of her white cotton briefs and
pulled them down in one smooth motion; threading the undergarment off one
foot after the other. Standing up she fluffed the golden fleece that
covered her plump mound, letting one finger slip inside the moist crease
unaware of the erotic display she was giving her host.

Picking up the first suit, she closely examined the emerald green stretchy
fabric. The bottoms had fake bows at the hips, making it look as though it
was tied on. Concealed under the bows were the buttons and loops that
actually secured it. It's cute Jessie thought as she wrapped one side
around her leg and fastened the button. If some mischievous boy decided to
try to pull the bow apart to make her bottoms fall off he would be in for a
surprise. She finished putting the bottoms on and proceeded with the
top. It used the same guise; a bow between the cups hid a button and
loop. Hanging the bra neck strap around her neck she slipped the button
into place. By adjusting the neck string length she was able to position
the cups over her pert mounds. One more quick tug on the top, and she drew
back the curtain to look at herself in the huge mirror.

Simone stood up and straightened her slacks, trying not to be in too much
haste. She stood at the end of the short hallway watching her customer
stand sideways to the mirror sticking out her butt, cute!

"That looks great!" she commented which caused the girl to stand up
straight and look embarrassed. "Not just your butt" she continued as she
approached. Jessie stood watching the confident stride of the shop owner in
her elegant suit.

"I think this needs adjusting." Simone said as inspected the fit of the
suit; "May I?" Without waiting for a response, she reached forward and
grasped the outside edges of the cup of the bathing suit top over Jessie's
right breast. Gripping the seam between her fingers and the heel of her
hand, she pulled outward. The backs of her fingers pressed into the soft
flesh of the girl's tit. Jessie gasped at the contact as the woman's
fingers continued to adjust the cup and her fingers continued to press into
the side of her boob. Apparently satisfied with the right side she
performed the same procedure on the left. Jessie felt her breasts tingle
and her nipples stiffened by the casual contact.

"There" Simone announced "What do you think?"

"Well I, uh, like it" she replied in a somewhat shaky voice.

The shop owner stood back to take a broader view; then her expression
changed suddenly to one of concern.

"Oh dear this won't do" she said. Jessie followed her eyes to the point of
concern. The woman was focused squarely on Jessie's crotch. Jessie was
looking down trying to understand what was wrong as the woman reached down
and grasped the wispy blonde pubic hair that peeked out the sides of the
bathing suit bottoms. Jessie jumped and felt the flush of embarrassment
rise up her neck turning her face beet red.

"We're going to have to trim this!" Simone continued. The words hit Jessica
like a hammer. "We" not "you"? The woman seemed to be saying that she would
be involved in removing the offending hair.

"Come along" Simone commanded taking Jessie by the wrist, and leading her
through a door at the end of the dressing room hall. Jessie couldn't find
her voice to protest. The shop owner virtually dragged her along
behind. Once through the door they were in a store room with stacked boxes
and racks of dresses and blouses. Curiously tucked away in the corner was a
neatly made single bed. In the store room the woman made a right turn and
opened another door. Jessie was surprised to see a three piece bathroom
complete with a vanity counter, sink toilet and shower. Simone led the girl
into the neat little room.

"This won't take long." Simone explained as she opened a drawer and pulled
out scissors, and a small battery powered clipper.

Jessica was mortified! She couldn't imagine letting this stranger trim her
pubic hair.  "I, well, I... maybe I should go home and, uh, oh, come back,
uh, maybe another time" the frightened girl stammered

"Don't worry" Simone reassured her "I do this on myself, and believe me
that's a lot harder"

"But, but, I, I'm embarrassed" the girl protested.

"Just relax sweetie, I've seen lots of pussies before" Simone said as she
casually flipped open the button on Jessie's right hip. Jessica could feel
her blush deepening and she was shocked when she realized that the nervous
butterflies in her stomach were turning into something more like sexual
arousal. My God she thought I'm getting turned on at the thought of this
woman looking at my cookie. It wasn't going to be just looking; was it?
Simone didn't waste any time in slipping the second button loose. With
nothing to hold them the bikini bottoms crotch hung for an instant between
the girls thighs, and then dropped to the floor. Jessie shuddered and
closed her eyes. She was shaking and seemed to be having trouble catching
her breath. The shop owner just stood back and surveyed the young woman,
now naked from the waist down. The delicate corn silk around her mound
seemed to glow in the bright fluorescent light.

"Well there's really not much hair there, so this should be pretty easy."
Jessica just stood very still quivering and panting.

"If you perch your cute little tushy up on the counter I'll have you smooth
as a baby in no time." Seeing the girl frozen in place, Simone took the
girl's elbow and gently provided some lift. Jessie pushed up on her tip
toes, pushing her butt back until she felt the edge of the
counter. Wiggling her backside she managed to get to a sitting position on
the bathroom counter. Her host took hold of her knees from the outside and
turned her.

"If you turn this way it'll be a lot easier for me." She was turned so that
her feet were toward the toilet. Simone sat on the closed lid of the
commode and pushed the girl's knees apart. Jessica initially resisted more
from reflex than embarrassment. She had resigned herself to her fate and
just wanted to get it over with. So she sat with her hands clenched on the
edge of the counter and her tormentor peering between her wide spread
thighs. Jessie knew that her pussy had begun to lubricate around the time
her bikini had hit the floor; she just hoped it wasn't obvious. Simone
examined the task before her. As she inspected the exposed vulva lightly
covered in blonde fuzz, she felt ever stronger contractions between her own
legs. Her nipples felt as hard as bullets against her lacey bra. She so
longed to give her boobs a squeeze to relieve some of the pressure but she
didn't dare at this point. Instead she picked up the scissors and reaching
forward with her left hand trapped the girl's pubes between two fingers and
pulled outward gently. The contact caused Jessie to jump.

"Hold still! We don't want to have any accidents down here" Simone
cautioned. Jessie tensed every muscle in her body in an attempt to keep
from jerking again. Simone had thoughtfully dropped a towel on the floor
below the girl's feet. Now as she snipped the unwanted hair she simply
dropped it onto the waiting towel. Trying to work quickly, as much for her
sake as for her customer's, Simone pulled and snipped, working her way all
the way around the girl's fleshy mound. Every time the fingers brushed the
sensitive skin of her outer labia Jessie felt an erotic thrill course
through her loins. She closed her eyes and tried to block out the
pleasuring sensation but it was impossible. The pseudo-hairdresser was
having an ever more difficult time concentrating on her task. Each time she
pulled the hair to snip it, she was treated to a view of the moist inner
sanctum. Pulling outward on the girl's labia majora caused her inner lip to
fold outward with it. Inside the flesh glistened in the bright light
betraying the wetness. At the top of the crease Simone caught glimpses of
the swelling love button. It seemed to get larger with each snip.

Wiggling her hips against the hard toilet cover under her butt was doing
little to relieve the pulsing of her own womanhood. Simone finished with
the clipping part of the job she reached for the battery powered
clipper. Turning back she saw a drop of the girl's sweet nectar escape the
secret folds and slowly but inexorably the drop made its way down to the
crack of her ass. The scissor work had probably taken no more than two
minutes but both women were breathing heavily and sweating by the time it
was done. Simone flipped the switch on the mini clipper and the device
began to quietly hum. When she brought the cold steel of the cutting head
in contact with the hot flesh Jessica let out a deep groan, but did not
flinch. The subtle vibrations of the tool were causing sensations the
inexperienced young woman had never felt before. To her it felt like her
arousal volume control was being turned slowly and steadily toward
maximum. She had long since given up trying to control her breathing but
she was amazed by the fact that she now found herself panting as though she
was running in a marathon. It was sort of a race. A race to see if the
attentive shop owner could finish removing her pubic hair before Jessie
came all over her hands.

Simone made quick effective strokes up both sides of the pulsing mound,
peeling the fine hair off and flipping her wrist to drop the cuttings onto
the towel. This whole operation took seconds, which was a good thing
because Jessie had given up holding on and thought she could not endure one
more stroke.

Simone switched the clipper off. Standing up on shaky legs she stepped
around Jessie and started running water in the sink. When it was warm
enough she pulled the handle to insert the pop up stopper. The sink began
to fill with warm water. Jessica felt dizzy but she was relieved that her
over stimulated pussy was getting a rest. The pounding sensation between
her legs she recognized as her pulse hammering in her clitoris. She had
been holding back her orgasm for what seemed like a very long time. Simone
who had been behind her at the sink now came back into view. She was
holding a can of shave cream, a wet wash cloth and a disposable razor. The
dress shop proprietor smiled at the girl as she reached down with the warm
cloth to wet Jessie's pubic mound. The woman's face was inches from the
girl's ear.

"Almost done." She whispered.

Jessie moaned loudly as the warm cloth was applied between her widely
spread legs. Tossing the cloth aside Simone sprayed a generous amount of
cream on the fingers of her right hand, then reaching between the girl's
legs she applied it to the saturated quim. Jessie tensed at the renewed
contact and felt the fire in her lower belly flair white hot. Simone spread
the shave cream upward along the hot crease. Indulgently she allowed her
middle finger to slip between the slippery lips as she moved up. When her
finger collided with Jessie's large pulsating clitoris she couldn't resist
giving the rigid organ an extra little flick.

This turned out to be a mistake. Jessica's pent up orgasm exploded in her
clit sending a shock wave up her belly flooding her breasts before
continuing up to explode again in her head. The girl's hips convulsed,
jerking up and forward toward the pleasuring finger which resulted in
Simone's middle finger being thrust deep into the spasm wracked love
tunnel. The violent motion caused Jessie's butt to clear the end of the
counter and start to fall off. Simone instinctively pulled up with her
right hand to keep her from falling. This caused the invading middle finger
to be pressed hard against the girl's `G' spot. The pressure on this
hypersensitive part of her anatomy started a different kind of climax that
seemed to be piled on top of the clitoral orgasm that was still in
progress.

Simone found herself holding the writhing young woman up by her pussy as if
it were a handle. The hips thrust up driving the heel of Simone's hand
against the clit, then down driving the middle finger into the `G'
spot. The cycle was repeated five or six times. The shop owner held on for
dear life. Only the fact that she was holding the girl up, essentially by
her pubic bone, prevented the girl from falling into the space between the
counter and the toilet. Simone was a little scared.

The intensity of the orgasm was making it hard to hold on but she felt it
was imperative to keep the girl from falling off he counter. Wrapping her
left arm around Jessie's ribs she managed to apply enough lift to move the
threshing young woman back to a more stable position. She accomplished this
about the same time the gyrations subsided to a rhythmic twitch. Through
the whole episode Jessica had been alternating between scream and a
wail. Simone gave the plump mound a final stroke before removing her right
hand from between the girl's legs.

Looking at her hard working hand she saw it was absolutely covered in
goo. She would have loved to lick and suck it clean if it weren't for the
damn shave cream. Her entire palm including her fingers were thick with the
girl's juices and cum. She had felt the high pressure discharge of the
ejaculation into her palm on about the second downward
thrust. Disappointedly she picked up a fresh towel after freeing her left
arm from under Jessie's now nearly comatose form. Jessie's eyes were rolled
back and her lips were moving but Simone couldn't make out what she was
saying. Simone used the towel to wipe the widely spread mixture from the
girl's pubes and belly. Then taking a rewetted wash cloth finished her
clean up. Finally, with a sigh, she applied shave cream between Jessie's
legs again, and with quick sure strokes removed the last of the fine blonde
hair that had started all this in the first place. Wiping away the excess
foam with a fresh towel she was able to make out what the girl had been
mouthing while her vocal chords had been temporarily paralyzed.

"Oh my God!" she kept repeating.

The shop keeper was somewhat relieved to see that her customer was
beginning to regain her senses and some control of her muscles. Sprinkling
some fragrant powder on to soothe the shaved area she said, with tongue in
cheek;

"See, that wasn't so bad."