‘I don’t know how to tie these….and let the sentence trail. He nodded understandingly and pushed the door wider saying ‘ here… Let me help y...u. This is typical problem with backless ones’ and came in. He told me to turn around and presumably looked engrossed in his work while trying to tie the knots on my bare back… His hands were all over my bare back in his attempt to tie zig sag knots. He was trying to pull the last 2 strings together and since it was too tight making me vince in pain a bit.. So curiously I noticed her. She was trying to look at me then she saw me & turned aside. She didn’t come out of the mirror. Finding nothing wrong I began to watch her. First time my eyes went to the low-cut nighty. She was wearing through the mirror. I took off my eyes but it came back to the cleft of hers. I started getting a hard on. Guilt was there but no use!!My prick was throbbing. Now suddenly I caught her seeing me through the mirror constantly as I was doing. I saw what she was seeing.. “Hello gorgeous” he whispered.“My Greek God talks” My mind answered him.“Are you my beautiful angel?” he said inaudibly.I’ve heard these pick-up lines before, but they had never sounded as erotically as this time. I wanted to speak but I took his arms and pulled him into myself and kissed his lips. I could feel my sex wanting him badly as his arms cradled me in a stillness of ageless love and he kissed me back.After few minutes I summoned my bravery, took him by the hand and walked out of the. That is not the name I am known here by and that is not the voice of one of my supervisors. It is a voice I have only ever heard in my dreams. Everyone looks around, the shout was loud enough to be heard over the entire store. One of my fellow cashiers who knows my odd habit of names looks at me warily.He comes bolting round the corner from the information desk, who have, I assume, refused to tell him where I am. It takes me a second, but it is obvious who this man is. The skin tight suede.