Yours

When He walked in

This is for KirstenMyrie, check out her story Shadows while you wait for me to update!

I adjusted the lace panties so they hung evenly on the hanger, before hanging them back on the rack. My fingers running across the dark blue satin, as I took a step back... Right into a warm firm chest. Arms reached around me to play with the panties. 

“You should model these for me Kirsten.” A deep voice rumbled from behind me.

I ducked under the arm on my right and turned to face the tall curly haired man.

“Never! How many times do I have to tell you that Harry?” I said exasperated. 

He had been hounding me since I came in for an interview to be a store employee. 

“I will continue asking till you say yes Princess.” He chuckled fiddling with the expensive camera that hang from his neck. 

I sighed and turned to a rack of lace nighties and began straightening them. I loved working here with Harry but, once he got a idea he wouldn't give up till he got what he wanted. I have held firm on the no modeling his lingerie. But I had given up on trying to stop him from calling me Princess. Harry gave nicknames to everyone, even customers. 

I looked up as a phone rang from the back of the shop, I was about to get it when I heard Harry answer it. So I went back to cleaning up shop. 

It was Monday morning and we didn’t have any business. Not all that unusual since I was working in a lingerie store. But the store was trashed, last night Harry had a modeling party. Most of the business came from the online shop so Harry had lots of modeling parties to show off his products. He had a blog along with an online catalog for our products and tumblr reblogged everything he posted. 

Harry as much as he asked me to model didn’t mind my rejection to the offer, he had plenty of photos of me working in the store on his blog. He told me that they were becoming the most popular photos because I refuse to look into the camera when he take pictures of me. Harry say it brings a sense of mystery to the shop and insist that customers come just to see me. He is lying though because most of the customers we cater to are gay or have girlfriends to shop for. 

 “Hey Kirsten! I have a model coming in at eleven Get the catwalk ready!” Harry called from the back. 

I snorted I don’t know why he insist on calling it a catwalk. It looks something straight out of a strip club. The “catwalk” started as small stage on the back wall of the shop. On stage there is a white fainting couch, then extending from the middle of stage is a walkway that has a shining chrome pole waiting at the end. If all of that wasn't bad enough the white stage floor would glow any color Harry chose and he had multi-colored spot light hanging from the ceiling. 

  At the moment the stage and walk way had various high heels and wine glasses scattered across it. The pole at the end of the walk also needed wiped down hand prints and other marks (that I don’t want to what made them) covered the the pole. 

I finished cleaning the stage and went back to the supply closet to get some polish for the pole. As I came out from the back rooms I heard Harry chatting with someone. I realized it was a couple minutes after eleven , I need to hurry so Harry could start his photo shoot. I was setting the supplies on the edge of the catwalk as Harry walked up with the hottest guys I have ever seen! Thats saying something I work at a gay catering lingerie shop. 

“Hey Kirsten! This is Louis!” Harry introduce me. “Louis this Kirsten the best employee ever!” 

“Hi Louis” I waved at him “I would shake your hand but I have been cleaning.”

“I will get that handshake later than” Louis smirked at me. 

I smiled back. 

“Alright then now everybody knows everybody!” Harry cheered. “Kirsten once you finish the pole you can take off. Okay?” 

“Alright Harry” I replied stepping up on to the catwalk.

“Louis I will be right back I have a special something I want you to wear in back!” Harry explained as he rushed off. 

I began wiping off the pole with a white rag with some polish on it. I was about done when I let out a cuss.

“You alright?” Louis asked from behind me. 

“Yeah I am fine. Just forgot the step ladder in back and can’t reach the top.” I replied

“ Oh, I can help you with that.” 

Before I could turn him down he was on the catwalk kneeling on one knee. 

“Here you go hop on up.” He said. I must of looked hesitant because he reassured me “I am stronger than I look, you won’t hurt me.” 

“Okay if you're sure?” I said. He nodded. “Thank You then” 

I carefully stepped up on his knee balancing my self with pole as I wiped off the lipstick stain from the top of the pole. I quickly hopped down. 

“Thank you” I said again, as I picked up my cleaning supplies. 

“Anytime, See you later!” He called I pushed my way through the swinging doors into back.