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Looking at my cock bulge, Heather added “I can see that will be no problem for you”. Our tour included other section: shoes, dresses, skirts etc and then I noticed a discreet sign saying ‘fitting and beauty centre’. Opening the door I saw a swanky massage type table several easy chairs and a small sofa …and lots of mirrors. Looking around Heather added ‘if you have done your job well and the ladies request more assistance, this is where you are free do whatever they want in any way or method they prefer’.

Come 10.00am the open sign went up and our first customers entered around 11am. Not knowing what to do exactly or where to start, Heather told me to go to the shoe department. ‘It is amazing how many mature ladies just love showing themselves, to an appreciative audience”, she remarked’. No sooner was she gone when an attractive if slightly plump lady of I would guess, about 55 to 60, asked if she could try some gold strappy sandals that she wanted for her next holiday. ‘Certainly madam, what size?’ ‘Four and a half but four if they are a wide fitting’ she replied as anyone buying shoes would do.

But this was not self service. This was old fashioned personal service and befitting such she went and sat down whilst I went for the sandals. As you will recall, years ago shoe shops provided a full service – measuring and fitting. And we too had that old device that allowed me to sit on one end to facilitate fitting the shoe which of course meant that the ladies had to lift up their leg to place their foot on the platform just below my crotch. Those old shoe shop guys must have seen some sights!

Returning with about 6 pairs of appropriate sandals she said, ‘you’re new aren’t you’? ‘Just started today Ms?’ ‘Johnson’, she said, 'but please call me Cathy'. And you are? “ Ken ….pleased to meet you Cathy’. Not knowing what she was into so to speak, I invited her to take off her coat and in doing so, I surveyed her. Bearing in mind my real task I set to work with the compliments and respond to the innuendo. It wasn’t difficult as her curvaceous figure was encased in a simple line skirt that ended a couple of inches above the knee. They were indeed beautiful sheer nylon clad legs.