Snug Fit

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This short story has been expanded from the original that had been submitted for an Erotica publication but was rejected at the time. After revising it for Wattpad, I could see why. It lacked a bit of depth in the steaminess department for an Erotica Anthology so I've added a bit more for Erotic Romance readers. If you enjoyed this story, please let me know through Votes and Comments. And if you can't share your thoughts publicly, please send me a DM and let me know what you think. Mostly, I want to know if you would like to read more of my short stories. 

SNUG FIT

© 2020 by Rosemary Rey

The buzzer rang, letting Eloisa know her last client of the day had arrived for his fitting. She hadn't wanted to stop sewing, enjoying the roar of the machine and the vibration underneath her fingertips. Each stitch was an imprint of her passion and craft. The fabric slipped from her hands and plopped beside her non-pedaling foot. She lowered her hand to the ground to pick it up, shaking off the lint and errant threads that had clung to the garment. Two pairs of pants to hem and three blazers would keep her in the sewing room until late at night.

After hanging the jacket on a wooden hanger, she imagined the man who would wear this suit she'd been carefully altering. A thirty-six regular, an average-sized man with refined taste but on a budget. He'd entrusted her to make the navy pinstripe wool suit fit like a bespoke design rather than the clearance rack find.

Before heading into the fitting room, she let the front desk attendant go for the night, changing the sign to closed and locking the door. With a lint roller, she  flicked away the fibers that had clung to her black pants. After adjusting the bow around her waist—a white, button-down blouse she'd constructed from remnants found in the shop's storage room, she scanned the detailed notes on the client's file on her tablet.

With her measuring tape around her neck like a doctor's stethoscope, she knocked on the fitting room door and entered after his reply, ready to diagnose the tailoring needs of the client.

The broad-backed man stood tall on the round platform, facing the three-way mirror. She frowned at his gargantuan size. His height would require her to stand on the third rung of her stepladder. "Mr. Colwill?" she asked.

He turned around. A slight shiver ran down her spine as he squinted in her direction, scaling over the contours of her torso and then rising back to meet her eyes. His dark brown skin, devoid of facial hair or blemishes, glistened under the spotlights. Instead of a smile or warm greeting, he frowned.

"Where's Antonio?" The gruff tone in his voice made her inhale, calling for patience from a higher power.

Upon an exhalation, she walked toward him and extended her free hand. "I'm Eloisa. I'll be examining your suit."

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