The Hardest Sell

With a tug here, an adjustment there, and a booty shake everywhere, Scarlett managed to get the tight shorts over her arse and pull her panties back up, and she stepped out of them and put them back with the top, the hat and the baton, and next up was one of her favourite costumes of all. The Velma costume consisted of a leotard, a skirt, knee-high socks, glasses, and shoes that were a bit sexier than those seen in the Scooby Doo cartoons. She grabbed the leotard and stepped one leg into it, and then the other followed. Up she pulled it around her waist, then she started to insert the first arm, however, she paused when she noticed something.

The leotard was rather narrow at the crotch, and her panties were sticking out the side of it. Despite the fact she would be putting on a skirt, it wasn't a good look and she couldn't wear both her panties and the leotard because the latter would expose the former, so the panties needed to come off. Down the leotard went, coming off sooner than anticipated, then Scarlett did something that she again did not expect to be doing at work today: take off her panties. She slid them down her legs and stepped out of them, picked them up and put them aside, and here she was, at work, with her arse and pussy out.

But they wouldn't be out for long as she resumed putting on the leotard, pulling it up her legs a second time and this time putting her arms into it too. It fit perfectly and hugged her physique marvellously, though looking down she noticed that taking off her panties presented her with another problem. The crotch of the leotard being as narrow as it was, barely concealed her bush, but there was nothing she could do about that. In fact, it made her feel quite naughty, both taking her panties off and having her bush ever-so-slightly exposed. It was a thrill.

But this thrill seeker was chasing something else: a sale, so she had to don the rest of the costume. On went the skirt without any trouble, and then the knee-high socks after. The shoes slipped on nicely, and, despite her already red hair, Scarlett couldn't help but put on the wig; the costume and the shop owner would just feel naked without it, so it had to go on, and after that was left were the glasses. After a minute or so, the hot Scarlett had transformed into the hottest Velma you had ever seen, and Linda Cardellini took some beating. She looked in the mirror, making sure that the costume was just right, but of course it was because it was Scarlett who was wearing it.

Slightly taller than before thanks to the shoes, Scarlett walked back out to the shop floor to see the man who still dwarfed her. As ever, she couldn't help but give him a twirl, her skirt rising with the aid of the air as she did so. "Jinkies! What do we think of this one?"

"I think you look like a Scooby Snack who everyone wants to gobble up!" Tom remarked, and he was right; Scarlett was looking like a snack. She was very, very glad to hear this, and hoped that one of the people who wanted to gobble her up was the man standing opposite her.

"That'll go down a treat, I'm sure," he continued. Everyone at the party would surely love this costume, but Tom was now simply speaking for himself.

"The great thing about this costume and the character," Scarlett began to explain, "Is that the entertainers could 'accidentally' knock their glasses off like this..." - Scarlett pretended to 'accidentally' knock her glasses off - "...And then they could get on their hands and knees to look for them." Tom watched on, his face beginning to flush red as the shop owner got onto all fours and slowly crawled around as though she was indeed Velma looking for her glasses in the cartoon.

The difference here was that Scarlett's skirt was quite short and, being on all fours and crawling around, she provided Tom with a view right up it, exposing her arse and where her panties would've been had she still been wearing them. The narrow leotard was the only thing that was preventing Scarlett from being altogether exposed, and Tom found himself hoping that Scarlett never, ever found her glasses. "What do you think?" Scarlett asked Tom, still nonchalantly flashing her wondrous arse at her customer, feigning ignorance all the while.

Tom thought and was thinking about so many things right this second. Golly. How he would love to take her for a ride in the Mystery Machine. "I think that looks magnificent- I mean I think that's a magnificent idea." Whoops. First, it was Scarlett with a Freudian slip, but now Tom had made one too. Scarlett played it off as though she hadn't heard what he said, but him, modelling for him and his Freudian slip was making a certain part of her rather slippy itself. She got up from being on all fours, which saddened them both, and then she turned to Tom.

"So, I take it this one is a 'yes'?"

"Oh, absolutely," he answered cheerfully.

"Which costume should we investigate next, gang?" she asked in her Velma character, and Tom assessed the few remaining costumes on the counter and contemplated his choice. After a little bit of deliberation, perhaps purposefully to prolong his visit here with the lovely Scarlett, he made his choice.

"I think we should try the maid costume next. What do you think?" he said.

"I think that's an excellent choice. These costumes are all quite sexy, aren't they?" Scarlett replied in quite a naughty, teasing manner.

Indeed they were, and Tom was very much looking forward to seeing Scarlett model the rest of them, and Scarlett herself was looking forward to modelling them for him too. With that, Scarlett picked up the maid costume and made her way to what was becoming her changing room, and as before Tom waited patiently on the shop floor for his very own, personal model to come back wearing another sexy outfit. Neither of them expected to be doing this when Tom entered Scarlett's shop earlier, but they were both having a whale of a time.

She took the wig off and let her gorgeous, natural hair flow freely once more, then peeled down the skirt, slipped off the shoes, took off the socks and shuffled out of the leotard, leaving her body still a mystery to Tom but not to the mirror leaning against the wall. Then she gathered the maid costume, but not because she was about to do any cleaning. The costume was relatively simple compared to the Velma one, and it consisted of a frilly black and white dress - which was short, naturally - and stockings, and even came complete with a novelty duster.

However, before she put those on, she remembered to put her panties back on, though she felt a very strong temptation to leave them off. Scarlett slipped them back on despite a naughty part of her wanting to leave them off, then she donned the dress, covered her luscious legs with the stockings and picked up the duster, and in the space of a minute or so Scarlett had gone from being ready to solve the most curious of mysteries, to being ready to clean the dirtiest of sex dungeons.

That said, she didn't have anything to clean, but instead, she did have a man and a customer to impress, so she took her sexy self back out to the shop floor to find him keenly waiting for her return. "Housekeeping!" Scarlett jested as she walked through the doorway back onto the shop floor, and usually Tom wouldn't want housekeepers to enter his hotel room when he was in there, but if it was Scarlett then he wouldn't mind in the slightest.

"Never have I been happier to see housekeeping!" Tom commented, both jokingly and sincerely.

"This one is a classic, though this particular one is probably something you're more likely to see in porn," Scarlett casually explained, "Which I think makes it perfect for a stag do." Tom blushed slightly as he heard this gorgeous woman talk about porn so nonchalantly and candidly, but it was refreshing.

"I've seen costumes much like this one in porn before," he said, joining in with the casual pornography conversation, "And I agree that it would be perfect for the party."

"Better yet," the shop owner began, "It even comes with a duster, so the performers can pretend to dust, like this..."

Scarlett bent forward and began to feign dusting the bottom shelf where they stood, providing Tom with an eye-opening view up her maid costume and at her arse and panties. If she hadn't put her panties back on, then Tom would be seeing something altogether more pornographic than simply the maid costume. Not at all surprisingly, he wouldn't have minded that at all, and neither would Scarlett. "So," Scarlett posited, still flashing her wonderful backside at Tom and well aware that he was looking at it, "What do you think?"

Sheesh. What Tom thought of Scarlett's arse had no place being uttered out loud in this store, but rather belonged on the same sort of set as the costume did. Besides, that was not what she was asking about. Except, actually, it was. But they were both still playing their game, and Tom provided an answer to Scarlett which was really the one she was expecting. "It's exquisite." he said, neither of them really sure whether he was talking about the costume or talking about her arse, though it was true of both, and more so the latter than the former.

She stood back upright and looked at Tom with a suggestive look in her eye and a devious smile on her face. "I'm glad you like it. Well, that takes us to the last two costumes," Scarlett noted, "Of these two, do you have a preference about which I should model next?"

Tom looked over at the two remaining costumes which were two of the most archetypal sexy Halloween costumes. "I think..." he contemplated, "...We should try the nurse one next."

"Fabulous," Scarlett responded, "Nurse Scarlett will be out to take care of you in just a moment." She winked at Tom and then went to put on her latest garbs, and Tom cracked a smile at her remark.

The proprietor arrived in the office and immediately started taking off the maid costume, and in no time at all she was stood in just her bra and panties. She took the naughty nurse costume in her hands which most assuredly were not scrubs and would not be appropriate to wear in a hospital, but fortunately, her patient wasn't in hospital, and she was in the private sector anyway so could employ whatever operating practices she wanted. And, with a big sale in her mind and something else in there too, she intended to do just that.

She was about to don the costume when she had a thought. Scarlett, wanting to expose more of herself to her customer to give herself the best chance of a sale, decided to take her bra off to accentuate the cleavage-y properties of this costume. Her bust didn't need accentuating in the slightest, but the more of her bust that Tom could see, the better. So, she put the costume down briefly and used her hands to remove her bra, exposing her beautiful breasts to the synthetic light coming from the light fixing above her.

Scarlett felt so naughty doing all these things for a customer, way past her usual closing time too. But it was exciting, it was thrilling, and it was exceedingly arousing, and she felt herself wanting to be naughtier and naughtier still. But not just naughty here in the office by herself, but rather for her customer, so, with her breasts out, she set off to cover them with the nurse garb and cover what little else that the skimpy outfit would cover. The costume was quite simple, consisting of only a red and white dress which was, of course, decidedly short, as well as a hat and a prop stethoscope. With a look in the mirror and a slight adjustment of her bust to make sure her cleavage was just right, Scarlett set forth to tend to her patient.

Tom's nurse came out of the office to visit him on the ward, and never had someone been so glad to be an inpatient. "How are you feeling, Thomas?" Scarlett flirted in keeping with the nurse persona, "Do you need me to take your temperature?"

Tom's temperature had practically been rising ever since he walked into her store and if Scarlett had a means of measuring it then it would be off the charts. "What about checking my heartbeat?" he said, gesturing at the stethoscope around her neck.

"That's a brilliant idea, it's always best practice to make sure our vitals are in good health." Scarlett took the phoney instrument from around her neck and put it in her ears, approached Tom - getting right up in front of him - and took the other end of it to his chest. She bent forward to get closer to his chest and it gave Tom a front-row seat right down her cleavage, and her braless cleavage at that. She couldn't actually hear his heartbeat because, of course, it wasn't a real stethoscope, but by being this close to him she could sense that his heart rate was elevated, though that did mean that his blood flow was excellent. This boded very well indeed. Despite his clean bill of health, Scarlett very much wanted to treat Tom with the most unorthodox of treatments.

"Hmm," she said inquisitively, "It appears as though you might need some treatment."

"Is that so?" Tom replied, still admiring the view down her top, "What would you suggest, Nurse Scarlett?"

"I would suggest, Tom, that we try out the last costume and atone for our sins. What do you say?" Tom looked over at the naughty nun costume that was now sitting alone atop the counter, all the other costumes already having been extraordinarily modelled by Scarlett.

"I think I could do with some atonement." Tom answered, very keen to see the gorgeous woman model more revealing clothes for him.

"But what do you think of this one?" she asked, standing back up and removing the tool from her ears and striking a pose. "This one just screams porno, doesn't it?" Scarlett said, continuing her question.

"Too right!" Tom agreed, "Though I do prefer it on you compared to seeing it in porn." Scarlett's face flushed a light shade of red at her customer's compliment, slightly embarrassed, but in truth, it was exactly what she wanted to hear.

"Wait until you see me in the nun costume..." she teased, then walked behind the counter and grabbed that which she was referring to.

Tom indeed would have to wait, but he was a patient man and his patience had been generously rewarded so far, so he waited for Sister Scarlett to return. Scarlett stripped off the nurse costume having seen to her patient, and now she was down to the final costume. She picked up the habit and prepared to put it on, however, she paused like she did last time and looked down at the garment adorned around her waist. Scarlett, feeling tremendously naughty and being driven by sexual desire more so than enterprise, had not only taken her bra off, but had now decided to take her panties off too.

Pinching them at the side, she bent forward to peel down her panties, leaving her standing completely naked in her office, and she planned on using all the means she had available to her to satisfy her customer and make the biggest sale she possibly could. With her bra off, panties off, breasts out, arse out, and pussy out, Scarlett began to cover them up with the nun costume. It was a bit of a different take on a real nun outfit because it was far more revealing than their actual habits were, and it was absolutely not appropriate to wear to a place of worship. When Tom lay his eyes upon it, however, he would disagree because he would opine that Scarlett and her many outfits were deserving of worship.

Very much desiring Tom's worship, Scarlett threw on the racy dress, then donned the simple headdress that came with it. It was a very minimalist take on a nun's outfit, but it was one that Scarlett was particularly fond of and she anticipated that Tom would share her opinion. That said, the proof would be in the pudding, so Scarlett had to go and serve it despite not being dressed as a waitress. She took a final look in the mirror, adjusting her bosom and checking what could be seen when she bent over without any panties on. It was perfect for the sins she was about to commit.

She abandoned the solitude of the back office and made her way to the shop floor to meet her awaiting, reverential customer to get his blessing. "Salutations, Father," she jokingly but flirtatiously said as she got to the doorway, sexily raising one of her legs against the doorframe, revealing her bare leg and, practically, her arse.

"Well, what a blessing this is," Tom responded in kind, admiring the costume but admiring the woman in it more so.

"I was hoping I'd get your blessing," Scarlett replied, this time very much talking about herself rather than the costume she was wearing.

"I think this one would fit right in at the party, don't you think?" she continued, putting down her leg and walking out onto the shop floor. "They could do all sorts of things, like this..." Scarlett turned to the side and bent forward, then she inexplicably lifted her skirt up over her arse, exposing its pantyless nature to her customer, and then she spanked herself. "This is my penance for being such a naughty girl..."

Tom watched on in shock and awe and with wild arousal as this shop owner bared her arse and then spanked it in front of him! He couldn't quite believe what he was seeing. This shop owner sure was passionate about her job. "That's one of the best things I've seen and heard all day," Tom confessed as he fantasised about the things that they could get up to in a confessional booth, and it brought a naughty and pretty smile to Scarlett's pretty face.

"I'm very happy to hear that, Tom," she flirted back with him, though still with her business demeanour on show. "So, what are we thinking?" Scarlett questioned, and, as they looked into each other's eyes, it was quite apparent that they were both thinking about the very same thing. "Are they all suitable for your party?"

"Absolutely!" Tom answered. He was a big fan of them all, or certainly a fan of Scarlett in them, and he confounded the fact that Scarlett wasn't going to be one of the entertainers at the party.

"Fantastic!" she said with joy, "But there's one more thing."

"Oh, what's that?" he enquired in return, curious what else they might need to do before they completed their transaction.

"I've got one more 'special' costume to model for you," Scarlett teased, "If you would like to see it?"

"I would love to," he replied, curious and seduced by this proprietor.

"It's in the back office. Please, follow me," she lured, and Tom took the bait willingly and enthusiastically. Tom followed Scarlett into the back office, sating the curiosity that had been building every time he waited for her to come back from there, and excitedly awaited the reveal of this 'special' costume. It must be pretty special to beat the ones he had seen this far, he thought to himself, and ideas ran through his mind of what it could possibly be.

"Please, have a seat," Scarlett invited her customer, wanting him to be as comfortable as possible while she modelled her special costume for him. Tom gratefully took his seat where Scarlett usually sat to do her admin, and then he anticipated getting to see for himself what was so special about this last costume. Scarlett, with her customer right where she wanted him, took her place in the centre of her office and stood before him, ready to show him her very, very special costume.

This naughty nun began to do something which wouldn't be permitted at the convent and started taking her clothes off in front of a man. First came off the headdress, Scarlett revealing her gorgeous, red hair in all its glory and letting it flow freely, though her hair was not the only part of her body that she wanted to be free. This costume didn't consist of much and she was wearing nothing beneath her habit, but it was all she had left to take off and committing cardinal sins seemed to be the order of the day, and Scarlett was quite keen on sinning.