Melanie is a clerk at a women's clothing boutique. The day is cold, wet and nasty; a Monday snowstorm blowing miserably outside. There have been few customers in the store all day and Melanie has no reason to suspect that will change. .
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Melanie is a clerk at a women's clothing boutique. The day is cold, wet and nasty; a Monday snowstorm blowing miserably outside. There have been few customers in the store all day and Melanie has no reason to suspect that will change. But then Grace walks in, a scorned woman with her ex's credit card. Melanie picks out a hot dress for Grace that will give her ex second thoughts while offering her some friendly words of comfort. And then Grace says something that might mean she is looking for something more than fashion advice. Could it be that Grace is as attracted to Melanie as Melanie is to her?
This is an explicit erotic short story of approximately 5,050 words. It contains graphic language and sexual themes. It is meant only for adults who are interested in this type of material for viewing in jurisdictions where its sale and enjoyment does not violate any local laws.
“I haven't felt wanted in a very long time,” she said softly. “We'd been together since high school. He was…I thought he was the one I was supposed to be with because he was the first guy that didn't make me feel complete revulsion when he touched me. I did everything I was supposed to do, all the things that I thought would make him happy, but nothing ever seemed to. I thought it was my fault that he didn't want me anymore. But then, when I walked into this store and you looked at me…”
Melanie moved closer to her, not touching her, but standing close enough that if either of them were to take a deep breath—that was all it would take.
Grace touched her own belly, her fingers splayed over her navel. She met Melanie's eyes in the mirror.
“I only want to be wanted.”
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