Shopping Trip 3 Girl Lesbian Scene
Max read Sunita's text, closed her laptop, left the office without any explanation and quickly joined her and Madhu for the shopping expedition. The three of them had been planning it for a while, then Max hadn't been sure she could make the afternoon after all.
A big deal for a potentially massive new customer that could realise millions in income for her company was in the offing. Her boss insisted that only she could handle it. Max knew the leeway she was allowed by her boss, but that leeway had its downside, endless unsociable hours, and plans changed at short notice.
Madhu had joked that she could seduce her boss into letting her have the afternoon off. Max pointedly replied that she never mixed business with pleasure, and anyway, her bitch of a boss wouldn't fall for such an open ploy as that.
Max crept up on the two women as they waited, surprising them and causing Sunita to scream until all three fell together laughing and joking. They were giggling like a group of teenagers instead of married women in their twenties, or in Max's case, just turned thirty.
"So you did seduce your boss," Madhu joked, having learnt how to relax in the blondes intimidating presence, and now more familiar and at ease with her sense of humour, which was honed in the red hot heat of Manchester's wicked and, seemingly cruel to outsiders, banter.
Max looked at her sternly before dissolving into a huge grin, "Not unless I used that bloody big new dildo Paul brought back from Germany for me. He even included batteries." Max replied, referring back to the old days when vibrators came with a prominent label stating that 'Batteries not included'.
"But I thought you said your boss is a bitch and that you worked for..."
Interrupting, Max said, "I did, I am a bitch as a boss, and I do work for."
"But if you're the boss, that means..."
"How do you think I can afford to live where I do? I have a high ranking position and oversee a great many staff, but I also have a boss to report to." This wasn't exactly true as Max owned the company. She only had to answer to herself, but that didn't make her any less of a hard taskmaster. Nobody knew that, as the owner's identity was always shrouded in mystery. Not that it mattered, the company was fantastically successful.
After a quick coffee, the fun-filled three hit the shops. Max, selecting and charging things as if money didn't matter. Insisting on treating both of her friends. Then she decided that they should get her fitted out with a sari, saying the look was so sexy. This had already been discussed. So the Indian girls took her to one of the best makers in town. However, Max changed her mind when she saw the exquisite lehengas. A flowing full-length skirt that sits tight on the hips and waist.
Max selected a beautiful example in aquamarine raw silk that complimented her looks and skin perfectly. She also chose several Cholis in various colours and degrees of modesty. Max looked stunning in all of them. All three women agreed that when the men saw her in it it would drive them wild with lust and longing.
After another break for refreshments, Maxine then led her friends to her final shopping destination of the day. This was where she not only did her shopping for business clothes. But also her high-end personal stuff as well. Everything from formal evening, through to casual day and night wear. Everything here was bespoke or fitted to the individual customer.
That wasn't the section Max made for though, there was another area dedicated to more daring and sexy outfits at the rear.
"Maxine! Ma Chérie. Comment ça va?"
"Chloe, tres bien, et tu? And cut out that crap, false French accent," Maxine replied to the woman who greeted them. Both women kissed each other, first on the cheeks, then on the lips. It was plain to see that they had been intimate at some time.
"Chloe, this is Sunita and Madhu, the two beauties I told you about. Now let's get down to sexing up their image."
"Of course, Max darling, but I wish you'd told me how gorgeous they both are. It won't be hard to get them looking totally fuckable." The accent now a pure Dudley, West Midlands nasal drawl. The look that Chloe swept over Sunita and Madhu was one of unadulterated lust.
"Girls, this is Chloe. She owns this place and is the best couturier in town, but very hard to get to see. She is also a rampant and voracious lesbian, so watch out. Don't get caught in a changing room alone with her."
Max pulled Chloe to her and whispered in her ear. Chloe left the room as Max sank into a seat in the corner. Champagne appeared as if by magic, then the fashion show began.
Sunita and Madhu were stunned by the selections of sexy clothing on display and the models parading it to several other customers. Returning Chloe cleared a space making sure that everyone knew that the show was now for the two Indian girls. Max insisted that Sunita and Madhu try lots of stuff on, instantly rejecting most items but keeping back others for them to try again. Soon there was a rail filled with lots of sexy clothes for them both to try on again. Both girls had said that neither of them could afford anything in the store, with Madhu working part-time as a teacher and Sunita being a home-maker. Max knew to the penny how much these women could afford. She calmed them by insisting once again that the whole trip was on her, and anyway, she was enjoying 'sexing up' their image. After all, she was going to benefit from it anyway.'
