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Victoria's Secret
- Orgasm Rating
- Address Visit Website for multiple locations New York, NY
- Phone 1-800-411-5116
- Website http://www.victoriassecret.com
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The revolving door had yet to stop spinning.
"Can I help you?"
"Can I help you?"
"How can I help you?"
Such an overly aggressive sales force would have been considered an annoyance in any other retail shop in the city, but not at Victoria's Secret on 67th Street and Broadway, where a selection of young saleswomen couldn't wait to service my girlfriend, Trixie, and me.
After we'd gawked at and groped (and sniffed, when Trix wasn't looking) nearly every article in stock, a tall, blonde saleswoman with Heidi braids and a vaguely Scandinavian accent wafted over to mention that I could join her-Trixie that is-in the dressing room. Svetlana, for that was the blonde's name, was herself wearing a prominent lace number under a low-buttoned blouse.
We quickly gathered up the hottest underwear and nighties (red, black, see-through, lacy, and silky) from both floors. Svetlana insisted that we entertain some sexy (well, trashy) shoes to make Trixie even sexier/trashier.
The excitement builds. While I was sitting on a velvet settee, enjoying this private fashion show, Svetlana knocked on the door twice (we were in there for a while...you know...trying things out...I mean on), to ask if we needed help. Confession: What she asked was, “Can I do anything to help?” But what I heard was, “Can I do anything to help? Like adorn your girlfriend with a bra using only my teeth?” My fantasy response was, “Yes, you can help. My girlfriend and I got a little carried away in here and now I can’t seem to dislodge this underwire from my…”
After this experience, I know why Victoria’s Secret keeps a first-class maintenance crew on permanent staff. Who knows what goes on behind closed doors?
The price: zippo. The fun: lots. The catch: none, except for one…and it’s on the back of a bra. And best of all: Trixie thinks it was a hardship for me to join her on this pajama party because it was, after all, “shopping.” I actually scored boyfriend points while defiling the couch in a Victoria’s Secret fitting room. All around, it was an erotic and character-building experience.
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