The mall was fairly empty having only been open a few minutes. Phillip browsed the mall directory to get his bearings then decided to go exploring. He had come to town for a computer convention and had skipped out on the morning lectures. The convention had been a good excuse for him to get a day off from work, but he was hardly into it. There were far too many companies trying to push their wares and very little information on technologies that mattered.
Phillip spent some time looking around and after making a few purchases was ready to head back to his hotel. A jacket in the window of one of the stores caught his eye and he decided to check it out. The shop turned out to be alternative in design and seemed to primarily cater to the under-twenty crowd. It was filled with t-shirts and grunge clothing, along with the dark and gloomy Goth-wear that was pretty popular.
At thirty-three years old, Phillip wasn't a prude and he was not behind on the times. He didn't classify himself as any one thing and simply followed the rule of liking what he liked. He enjoyed the gothic styled clothing and had a few pieces in his wardrobe that he was really proud of. His wife Cynthia was of a like mind and he knew she would love it if he brought her back something from the shop.
The jacket turned out to be less impressive up close, but he found a few items to make up for it. It was when he began to browse the woman's section that he encountered the sales-girl. Phillip saw her coming toward him out the corner of his eye and it would have been hard for him to miss her. She was dressed in full store fashion. She wore a small t-shirt and a red plaid skirt that not only was fastened closed with safety pins, but also was also barely long enough to be called legal. Her legs were encased in red and black fishnet stockings that attached to the skirt, and she was given a height boost by what had to be at least four-inch platform heels.
"If you need help with anything, just let me know." She chirped to Phillip as she began straightening the merchandise.
"Will do." Phillip responded and kept shopping. He tried to keep from looking too obvious as he checked the girl out. His eyes were drawn to her short black hair that was streaked with chunks of florescent pink and blue. Her body was fairly petite and it was apparent from the way her apple sized breasts bounced that she was not wearing a bra. She caught him looking at one point and Phillip was unable to break away quick enough. Her face was nice, but it was her full, pouting lips that drew his attention, and the thick silver hoop that pierced her bottom lip kept him there.
"Did you need any help?" She asked him with a smile.
It took Phillip a few seconds to get his mind clear. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was just thinking about something." He faked. Phillip pointed to a skirt on the wall. "I only see a small and a large for this skirt. Do you have a medium?" He asked.
"I think I have one hanging a bit higher. Let me get a ladder and I will check." The girl responded as she looked up at the merchandise positioned higher on the wall. She retrieved a ladder and brought it over to the wall. She began climbing but stopped after the first two steps.
"Could you stand near the ladder and hold it steady. I really hate heights and I don't trust this old thing?" She asked.
Phillip was all too happy to help and steadied the ladder as she continued to climb. After she took a few steps, he was treated with a perfect view under her skirt, and it was stunning. The girl wasn't wearing any panties and the lights made her entire pussy viewable. Phillip was given a clear shot of her shaven pink cunt. He didn't want to get caught again, so he kept quickly shipping his gaze from her crotch to her face as she looked through the skirts. His timing wasn't perfect, and she caught him as he returned to looking at her face.
The girl didn't say a word, but kept rifling through the skirts. It was Phillips turn to catch her. There were only about six skirts and there was no way it could have taken her as long as she was taking to find the right size. Phillip decided to call her bluff. He stared up her skirt while keeping her face just inside his field of vision. He knew he was right when he caught her sneak a peek down while continuing to idly move the skirts.
"I think I found what you're looking for." The girl called down as she pulled a skirt from its rack. She handed it down to Phillip who nodded his head in approval.
"Yeah, that's the right size." He said. "My wife loves these kinds of skirts, but I don't know how she manages to stay warm. This is pretty close to the one your wearing and I know you must be cold in it." Phillip said as he stared up at her.
The girl smiled and slowly descended the ladder. She stopped and smiled when she reached the floor. "Well I find ways to stay warm, I'm quite sure she does the same." She said while taking the skirt and other items that Phillip had picked out. "I'll bring these up to the register so that you can get anything that you want." She offered.
Phillip almost turned away to shop some more but was glad that he didn't. The girl dropped a pair of stocking from his pile and bent over to pick them up. She unashamedly bent over at the waist, and exposed herself fully to him. Phillips mouth watered at the sight of her pink pussy lips and for the first time he could see a silver bar that pierced her clit.
The girl took her time picking up the stockings and then made her way to the sales counter. Phillips mind was no longer on shopping but he didn't know how far things were going. The girl stayed at the counter and leafed through a magazine while Phillip pondered what to do. He finally approached the counter and began to check through the items he had picked out.
"You've got a pretty good eye. Most guys can't put a good woman's outfit together." The girl told him.
"You really think it's that good of a match? Would you wear it?" Phillip asked.
"Sure thing. It's not much different than what I'm wearing now."
"Yeah, it's pretty close except for the panties." He said while pointing to the small black thong he had picked out.
