Chapter Two- To Look Sexy

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Melanie

"Ah, that feels so good," I said as the masseuse rubbed the oil on my back. I felt as if I was in heaven. It had been so long since I had a massage that I had forgotten what it felt like.

When he had given me his black card, I nearly died. I had used it before but this time around he was using it on me.

After my massage, I got a facial, mani/pedi and my hair styled. By the time I walked out my bill was over four hundred bucks. I didn't realize I had spent so much in a short period of time. I felt kinda bad but then I thought about all those late nights and weekends he made me work and then I didn't feel so bad.

I strolled down Canal Street, as people were hustling and bustling down the busy street. Little boutiques were now open and a few caught my eye. One in particular stood out and I couldn't help but levitate to it.

"Welcome to Madame's Boudoir," a tall skinny woman called out. "I'm Fran, can I help you with something?"

"I've always wanted to stop by but I never had the time," I said feeling the fine lace of an expensive red nightie between my fingers.

I had heard women talk about this place and now I had to see what all the rave was about. There were a few other customers in there and it seemed they each had their own personal salesperson.

I found myself looking around at all the frilly items. My eyes ventured to see very expensive price tags but the showcase of each item made it well worth it.

"Well I'm glad you stopped by. We just got a new shipment in from France and we are still putting things out on the showroom fixtures. I'll be right back, I think I might have some items you may like."

She walked to the back of the store and I couldn't help but blush as she showed me the latest in sexy lingerie. She held up item by item and I shook my head no, as they were way to revealing. I mean most of them didn't have enough material to swaddle a baby.

She looked at me as if a light bulb must have gone off in her head. She walked away putting the items back and came back to me. She watched me looking down at this red lace nightie and came to stand next to me.

"Oh yes. This would look perfect on you. Valentine's Day is around the corner and you should wear this for that special someone. Not too revealing and it would show off your curves."

"Well..."

"Ah you are shy. Don't be. When you put this on confidence should radiate off of you. Not everyone can wear this particular style you know. This set will enhance what you already have."

"I don't need to make anything bigger than what it is. I'm not a skinny girl so enhancing could make me look ridiculous. Lingerie are for those size zero models that walk the runaway, not for girls with meat on their bones."

She laughed and clapped her hands. "Ha!Nonsense. Lingerie can be worn by any size woman, but it must fit that woman's personality to seduce. The more meat as you say, can make all the difference in the world."

"I'm not trying to seduce anyone."

"So it's the confidence part we need to work on."

"I think I have plenty of that."

"So you need an enhancer of the two," she said smiling. Damn she was good!

"I don't have a man, I mean I do for a few hours...but it's not serious and it's complicated."

"I see. So what are your intentions?"

Intentions? He's my boss and I'm doing this as a favor. He's cute, rich and has a body like a Greek god, but nothing serious. Did I say how handsome he was?

"I don't know to be honest. One night of dinner and dancing and that's it." I touched the lavender lace panties and bra next to the nightie.

"Well maybe just a simple bra and panty set will do," she said. She walked off to another section of the store but my feet were still pinned to the ground. Somehow this red nightie kept telling me not to walk away.

"Here I brought you these," she said handing me a few of the sexy bra and panty sets. "Since this particular one has you enthralled try it on too," she said about the red nightie.

"You don't even know my size?" I asked looking at her.

"Darling I have been doing this for thirty years, I have the gift."

I looked down and sure enough, she had the correct size. I nodded and she directed me to the dressing room. I tried on the red nightie first and it showed all my curves. From the thin straps to the short bodice it featured what I had to offer.

I touched the delicate lace and stared at my reflection. Right before me I saw those damn grayish-blue eyes staring back. He slowly pulled down the straps until my shoulders were bare. He gently kissed each one until I felt my skin sizzling from his hypnotic lips. I was about to give in to his touch until I heard a knock on the door bringing me back to reality.

"Yes," I said startled grabbing my heart. How did Marc Hernandez invade my daydream in a sexual manner? Oh god was I so desperate for a man that I was now dreaming about my boss?

"I think you might like these."

I opened the door and her eyes lit up.

"That looks absolutely perfect. Turn around."

I did as she asked.

"Perfect fit."

I smiled and then I thought who would I wear this for? It was expensive and to buy it and have it in the drawer was a waste but I did look rather sexy in it.

"I found some dresses that you would probably look fantastic in." She handed me some dresses in different colors. They were cute as some were short while others were longer.

"You don't have to wear lingerie all the time to look sexy. Anyone of these dresses will hold the power you need. Some have built in bras while others you wear without any undergarments on. Men have instinct when women don't have any undergarments on and it drives them crazy."

"You know this because..."

"I know men. Back in my days I have had my share. It's all in the mind," she said pointing to her head.

"It's the curiosity of being right that drives them wild. Try these on and then let me see you. I can tell you exactly what he will be thinking."

"Okay," I said laughing. This old woman freak was going to help me look sexy. I had time to spare so I decided to play along.

I tried on dress after dress and sure enough each one held up a sexiness about it. I model each one as she gave me her opinion. She told me what and what not to wear for each one and sure enough I felt the confidence and sexiness I needed.

"The black, blue and red one you could wear to work. The built in bra will work perfect with the matching thongs. The dresses are to the knees so it should be very appropriate for work. The others could be worn out on a night out on the town. Some should be worn with fishnets and garters."

"I don't want to look like a slut."

"You won't. Sluts wear cheap clothes and it's thrown together," she said fanning me. "I think you have way more class than that."

"I can agree."

"Having class and sexiness depends on how you act, how you carry yourself, how you express yourself and how you live your life. Men want a woman that they can sport out in public but a freak in the sheets. I guarantee you if you wear these you might have other admirers wanting you."

"This is silly. You are telling me that these dresses can incorporate class and everything I need to get a man?"

"Yes. When I looked at you I saw a confident woman with an undercover seductress ready to come out and play. Honey, God made you a woman and believe me he gave you everything you needed to find a mate. He's out there, you just have to find him."

"Oooookay."

"A beautiful young lady like yourself should be married and having children. You to pretty to be alone," she said pinching my cheek.

"Technically..."

"Is your gentleman caller handsome?"

"Yes very much."

"Does he treat you like a princess?"

"Well, he treated me to a spa day and now he's picking up the tab for my gown but we are not..."

"Do you know his deepest darkest desires?"

"Of course not."

"Do you want to know?"

She had me fumbling for my words. I did wonder at times what he did with the skanks that I had seen him with. They always seem to be happy but once they got clingy I never saw them again.

"If you want to know then wear this," she said pointing to the red nightie. It's reveals just enough for the imagination to go wondering what tempting treats are underneath."

"I'm a loner, if I bought this it would be for myself."

"You are to beautiful of a young woman to be by herself. You should be enjoying your life and enjoying the best sex ever. You hold the power and you could have any man you want. Show him what he's been missing out on. Believe me you will come back and thank me."

She had me going there for a minute. I had no one to wear this for, but she had an excellent sales pitch. Maybe when I did find a man, I could come back for it. I took one last look and left it on the hanger.

"I will think about the red nightie but I did decide to buy everything else."

"Would you like these things delivered?"

"Yes that would be perfect," I said handing her my credit card.

"We can have them delivered to your house around five." She wrote my information down and I thanked her for her help.

"I will put the red one to the side just in case you decide to come back in a day or two. Just think about it."

I chuckled. I had already bought half the store and she was still trying to make me buy more.

"We will see," I said walking out the door. I looked back and saw Fran smiling. I waved to her and took my leave.

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