Lady and the London Shopgirl
London Shopgirl
by Marie LeClare
I went into a little shop, near the Kensington Palace Hotel, on my first trip to London. I really wanted to doll myself up for a night out in London, hopefully looking for the local talent of hot women, or birds as they’re called in that part of the world.
I noticed this beautiful sales clerk across from the bra and panties, in the lingerie section, who really took my breath away. My pussy began to sense a horny attraction and started to anticipate the inevitable.
Soon this sales assistant started to walk over in my direction and my heart began to pound what would I say or do? She introduced herself as Sarah with a sultry smile, and the cutest Irish accent outside of Boston. I told her I was interested in thongs so she led me to the correct section.
She commented on my figure, and I must admit I do work out religiously since I had been unceremoniously dumped by my ex girlfriend who said my ass was too big, and who turned out to be straight.


