Releasing your inner slut - Chapter 9

As I handed over my credit card to the cashier, I couldn't help but glance at the handsome stranger again. He had an aura of confidence and charisma that radiated from him, making my knees weak and my palms sweaty. I felt an unfamiliar stirring within me, a burning hunger that I had never known before. His eyes held a mischievous glint, hinting at the wilder side of his character.

He stood there, watching me with an appraising gaze, as if weighing up the prospects of us engaging in some illicit rendezvous. I realized that I needed to get out of there before it was too late. Already I was beginning to notice other things such as the shapes and sizes of the dildos and vibrators on the walls. Even the other men in the store were starting to look pretty good as I realized with a shiver that I was weighing my options in men.

"Say...what's a little cutie like yourself doing buying all that sexy clothing by yourself?" the handsome stranger asked me as the clerk rung up my total.

My heart pounded in my chest as I met his gaze, struggling to conceal the storm of emotions coursing through me.

"Oh... I just... Uh... I like to collect unique pieces..." I stammered, hoping my words sounded convincing.

He chuckled softly, his deep, resonant laughter sending a jolt of electricity up my spine. "Well," he rumbled, his voice dripping with sultry promise, "you certainly picked out some eye-catching ensembles. I'd love to see you in some of those other outfits or maybe even outside of them."