Watch Me (An Erotic Short Story)

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ATCH ME

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Rachelle Vaughn

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WATCH ME

Copyright © 2012 by Rachelle Vaughn

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

No part of this book may be reproduced, scanned or distributed in any printed or electronic form without permission in writing from the author.

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Chapter One

Lana felt a tingling sensation at the back of her neck. That inkling of a feeling that
told her
someone was watching her.

It was a
relatively quiet
Tuesday night
at the Red Valley Mall
and Lana
was left
to entertain herself at the lingerie store where she worked.

The only people around weren’t even technically people, but the mannequins in the front window. Sometimes Lana wished she was a mannequin displayed in the window for people to ogle on their way by. She wouldn’t mind people looking her over, their eyes grazing across her flesh. She’d love to watch women’s eyes widen at her risqué lingerie and watch men’s eyes turn dark with lust as their pants bulged.

Speaking of watching, Lana definitely felt someone’s eyes on her. It appeared she didn’t have to be on display in the window in order to be admired after all.

Someone was
watching her
. She just knew it. Someone was raking their eyes up and down her spine, creating shivers from her neck
all the way
down
to her ankles.

Lana
put down the panties she was folding and
faked a stretch
. She turned
from side to side to inconspicuously see who was behind her.

Nope. No one was
in the store
.
Which was strange because Lana’s gut feelings were usually spot
-
on.
Her intuition had yet to fail her and right now her instincts were telling her she had an admirer.
It could be someone out in the mall
;
a shopper sitting on a bench in the concourse
or
someone who worked in one of the
nearby
stores. The possibilities were endless and
frankly
Lana didn’t mind having an audience one bit.

If anything, t
he feeling was invigorating.
Lana
felt herself start to move differently. Swish her hair behind her shoulder.
Run her hand sensually down her neck.
Glide her tongue across her lips.

She became
more
aware of her body. How her butt must look to whoever was watching.
How it must sway when she walked around the store.

Lana lazily
arched her back to stretch her muscles
, causing
her breasts
to
thrust out. She debated bending over and giving her watcher a better look at her ass.
Don’t be silly
, she scolded herself. There probably wasn’t even anyone paying attention to her. But
what if there was?

* * *

Ethan
couldn’t pry his eyes from
the
beautiful
woman
working
in the lingerie store
across the mall
. Did she know her hair
fluttered around her shoulders when she walked
?
Was
she aware of
how incredible her ass looked in those
tight
jeans? Or how her hips swayed when she moved around the store?

From his stool at the
watch
kiosk
in the middle of the concourse
,
Ethan
could see the entire
inside of the
lingerie store through
its
floor
-
to
-
ceiling windows.
The woman working inside was like a beautiful goddess on display in a glass case just for him.

And he had the best seat in the house. A
perfect view of her from
between his
display of
professional
div
e
watches
and digital sport watches
.

Ethan
watched as she carefully folded
boyshorts
, briefs and bikini
underwear
on a display table in the middle of the store. H
er fingers
were
long and slender
on the delicate fabric
.
Ethan had
never wanted to be a
thong
so bad
ly
in all his life.
He found himself wishing he was a
pair of panties
just so he could feel her fingers running over him
, smoothing and caressing.

When she moved
her arms
, h
er
tee shirt
pulled tight across her breasts.
They were voluptuous and natural and he wanted to cup their weight in his hands.

God, she was beautiful.
The woman
had so many curves they couldn’t
even
be contained by her clothes.

She didn’t look like the
gaunt
lingerie models
Ethan had seen
on t
elevision
or the
spindly
mannequin
s
in the window of her store. No, she was much
curvier.
Curvy how he loved a woman to be.
Big, beautiful breasts
and
a small waist that flared out into luscious hips that swayed when she walked. Hips he could imagine digging his fingers into while he plowed into her over and over until she screamed out his name.

The woman looked up from the thongs she was arranging and locked eyes with him.
Ethan swallowed and his heartbeat skittered.

“
Ethan
,
”
a
voice behind
said and he nearly jumped out of his seat.

“Huh?
” Ethan blinked and looked over to find his friend Luke who worked at the toy store on the far end of the mall
standing next to him
.
“
Oh, hey
,
Luke.
What’s up?”

“Not much.
” Luke hooked his thumbs into the front pockets of his jeans and leaned back on his heels. “
I’m ducking out early for my Gran’s birthday.
Do you have
any watches an 80 year old would like?”

“Sure.” Ethan
stood up and
led Luke around to the other side of the kiosk to show him the ladies watches.

For now, the bombshell
in the lingerie store was forgotten.

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Chapter
Two

After a quick survey through the window and out into the mall, t
he only person
Lana
saw was the guy working the watch kiosk directly across from her store. Yep. He was definitely the one checking her out. Or more like undressing her with his eyes.
The poor guy was looking at Lana like she was a tall glass of ice water in the middle of the
Sahara D
esert.

When he stood up to help a customer,
Lana
took the opportunity to
look him over
in return
.
He was handsome and not
overly tall to where she’d have to crane her neck to talk to him.
Ah, forget talking, she just wanted to rub up against him like a cat.

His hair was nice and thick and she could easily imagine grabbing a handful of it while his head bobbed between her thighs.
She like
d
that h
e carried himself with confidence when he walked around the kiosk
showing watches to
his
customer.
He looked
more yummy
than those cinnamon rolls sold in the Food Court.
And best of all, s
he liked how he wasn’t afraid to get caught looking her way.

Lana
wanted to touch herself. Put on a show
just
for him, but there were too many people around.

She
twirled a strand of hair around her finger. Hmm,
now that she
knew she
had an audience
,
what kind of show could she put on for him?
It wasn’t like there was much
he
could do to tease
her
. All he had was a stool to sit on and a kiosk full of watches. It would be up to her to provide the entertainment.

* * *

Inside the lingerie store,
t
he woman rummaged around behind the cash register and came out with a hair clip. She twisted her long hair up and pinned it
into
place.

Ethan studied the long, graceful column of her neck. Soft tendrils escaped the clip and fell around her face. She pushed a strand out of her face and he felt his blood run hot.

Did she put her hair up like that on purpose? Because she knew it would kill him?

“Beautiful,” a smoky voice purred from behind
Ethan
.

“Yes,” he
breathlessly
agreed and pried his eyes away from the girl in the
lingerie store
window.

A
middle-aged
woman stood next to him ogling a
ladies dress
watch. They obviously hadn’t been admiring the same thing.
The woman
looked from the watch to
Ethan
and back to the watch again.

“
Great choice
,” he pointed out.

“I think I might just have to have it,” she said with a wink.
She
gingerly picked up the watch and looked at the price tag.

“
Y
ou’re in luck
,” Ethan told her.
“B
ecause w
e’re having a sale today.
All ladies watches are
ten percent
off.”

“Oh, you had me at sale
,
”
she purred again.

Ethan smiled and rang up the watch for her.

“Just so you know,” she said, leaning in close like she had a secret to tell. “I would have paid full price for it.”

Ethan
had a feeling she would have, but he admired how she
’
d see
n
something she wanted and went for it without hesitation.

He looked back at the woman in the lingerie store
and counted the minutes until closing time
.

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Chapter
Three

This time when
Lana
looked
in
the watch salesman’s
direction
, he was helping a customer.
A female customer.
Little pangs of jealousy tingled through her body.
His back was turned
to
Lana as h
e
helped the woman
pick out a watch.
The woman laughed at something he said and took out her wallet.
He looked
in
Lana’s direction, gave her a wink and tu
r
ned back to
his customer
.

Lana smiled to herself. Even though he was helping a woman, he was still thinking of her.
Good.
She would be sure to reward him later for his attentiveness.

Just then, a man dressed all in black walked into the
lingerie
store. He had an
emo
hairstyle with bangs falling into his eyes and a spiked collar around his neck.
Obviously out of his element, Lana turned on the charm.

“Hi,”
she
greeted him with a smile. “Can I help you find something?”

He smiled weakly at her. “I hope so. I’m looking for a birthday gift for my fiancé.” He pushed his bangs off his face and they immediately fell back down into his eyes.

“Okay,” Lana said and led him over to the
Va
Va
Vamp
Collection. “These corsets are really popular.” She picked up a red corset to show him
the lace trim detail
. “
T
hey come in
a variety of
different colors
, too
.”

His faced turned the color of the crimson
satin
and he shuffled his feet. “Yeah, that’s cool
and everything
, but she’d probably like something a little more…”

“Feminine?”

“Yeah.”
He looked relieved that she had read his mind.

“Sure.
”
Lana
moved over to the
Babydoll
Dreams Collection.
“
How about something like this?”
She
chose a
frilly lace
babydoll
with a pink satin bow
and held it up
.

He grinned and nodded.
“
She’d love that
.”

* * *

A short time later, when another male customer strode into the store, a
big
smile spread across Lana’s face.
The man
was young, tall and extremely
athletic. He was probably one of those hockey players who played for the Red Valley Razors.
Lana
liked athletes. Anyone who worked up a sweat for a living definitely captured her interest.

“
Are you looking for something in particular
?”
Lana
asked
him
sweetly.

“Yeah.”
He hooked
h
is sunglasses into the neck of his tee shirt and looked around the store. “
I’m looking for something for my girlfriend. It’s our anniversary and I know she’s expecting something special.”

“Well, you came to the right place. We have lots of special items.”
Taking a chance, she led him to the Rock
S
tar Collection and showed him
something edgy to
start off with
.
“How about something like this?” she asked, holding up a
vinyl bustier with black ribbon lacing.

He smiled. “That’s perfect. She’s really into that rock ‘n
’
roll stuff. How’d you guess?”

“Oh,” Lana said, cocking her head to the side. “I just have an eye for these things.”

He shot her another knee-weakening smile and then it faded away. “The only thing is…I have no idea what size she is. Shit. I guess that’s something I should
probably
know.”

“That’s okay,” Lana reassured him
with a pat on the arm.
Oooh
, nice muscles
.
“What size are her breasts compared to mine?”

The athlete
frowned and
looked down at Lana’s chest
.

She
turned to the side so he could survey her from
every
angle.

He
tilted his head from side to side
and pursed his lips
. “Um, they’re probably a little
bit
smaller.”

“Okay.”

“Yeah,” he decided. “Just a little, but not by much.”

“She’s probably a
C cup then.” Lana selected a bustier in the corresponding size and led him over to the register. “I’ll gift wrap it for you and if it ends up being the wrong size, she can always exchange it.”

“Thanks. You’ve been very helpful.”

Lana smiled and handed him the
gift
bag. “It was my pleasure.”

A glance at the watch kiosk reaffirmed
Lana’s
hunch.
He
was still watching her.
In fact, his gaze bore right through
her clothes
and
she could almost feel his eyes
directly
on her skin
from across the mall
. She shivered in anticipation
and
focused her attention back to the customer
leaving the store
.

There were still a couple of hours until closing time and she planned on making the most of them.

* * *

Inside the lingerie store, the woman
giggled with
a
male
customer and the sound of her laughter floated out of the store
to
torment
Ethan
’s ears.

He gulped and tried to get a handle on his equilibrium. It was still too ea
rly in the
evening
to lose control.

Then
,
s
he put her hand on the man’s arm, threw her head back and laughed. Oh yeah, she was really laying it on thick.

Every instinct
Ethan
had screamed for him to go over there and rip her away from the
tall, muscular
schmuck.
He
wondered how much extra business she made just from flirting with the customers.
He
quickly
pushed the thought away
because he was often guilty of the same tactic.

That still didn’t change the fact that she was blatantly flirting with another man.

She made
Ethan
want to
dash
across the mall, knock over
every
one in his way (old ladies and
small
children included)
,
storm
into her store and bury himself inside her right there on the ugly pink
carpet.

Unfortunately, t
here were
still too many
people around
inside the mall
. B
ut soon-
-
just not soon
enough
-
-
the mall would be closing and then
,
only then
,
would
Ethan
make his move.

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