The Job Interview

"A lot of people are into it. Some like being tied up; the feeling of restraint and helplessness is a turn on for a lot of people. Some like to experiment with it but aren't necessarily 'into' it, and some are more into the clothing."

"Like shiny, rubber clothing?" Lily asked, "Looks uncomfortable."

"It depends on the person," Lexa said, "Most of it is decently comfortable, some of it is an acquired taste. I happen to like it."

"I see."

"Contrary to popular belief, it's not just for the bedroom either. A pair of nice, shiny vinyl pants or a dress can really turn heads. In a good way, of course," Lexa smirked.

"Right..." Lily said as she continued flipping through hangers, "Shiny..."

Lexa was ready to continue her tour and started heading out of the Kinky Kloset cut out, but stopped when she noticed Lily was looking a bit like a deer in headlights at a pair of glossy red pants toward the end of the rack. "See something you like?" she asked.

"God, no. I'd never wear something like this," Lily explained, "They just look like something my friend Stella would probably wear."

"Does she like the shiny stuff?"

"I have no idea, but she's definitely the bad girl type that would wear these around town just because it's provocative."

"You wanna give 'em a try?" Lexa asked, "Snap a little selfie and see if she wants them?"

"Ha... Not really. She'll just spend a week - or more - telling me how many cute guys I could get if I was the one wearing them around town... How sexy I'd look and all that. No thank you."

"I don't know..." Lexa started, noticing Lily continually glancing back to the pants, "it kinda looks like you wanna try them. Kinda sounds like it too."

"I mean... ugh... maybe, but... this just isn't right. This is work, right?"

"Hey, it's just you and me; and we have plenty of time. I'm not going to say no if you want to try them on. The fitting room is right in the corner there."

Lily looked back at the shiny, vinyl pants. They were just beckoning to her, urging her to give in. "I shouldn't." She slid her hand along the smooth vinyl and pinched it between her thumb and finger. The perfectly smooth texture of the fabric sent a tingle up her arm. She couldn't place the sensation, but it felt right to her. She pulled up the leg and stuck her hand up the pant leg; the interior was lined with a soft, almost plush fabric. Maybe they wouldn't be quite as uncomfortable as they looked from the outside. "No," she whispered to herself. No matter how hard she tried to walk away, the pants continued to have a grasp on her. They continued calling to her with a temptation she imagined only the devil could have. Unwilling to fight her urge any further, she pulled the hanger off the rack, "alright." She looked up at Lexa, who was smiling back, "I'm going to try them on quick," she said.

"Have at it," Lexa replied.

Lily gave a quick smile, folded the pants up and ducked into the fitting room in the back corner of the room. Once inside, she unbuttoned her white pants and slid them down her legs. She stepped out of them at the floor and grabbed the slick, vinyl pants from the table. She lifted the waist of the pants up toward her face to unbutton them, and listened in awe at the distinct peeling sound of the fabric unsticking to itself. She sat down on the chair, and put her feet into the legs, and pulled the pants up. They were a bit tighter than she expected, but not surprisingly so; it wasn't a secret that these kinds of clothing were meant to show off a woman's curves, she just wasn't used to those curves being hers. She zipped up the fly, fastened the button, and ran her hands down her legs to smooth out any wrinkles, and to once again feel the slick, shiny fabric that encase her legs. Lexa was right; they were considerably more comfortable than she had expected.

Lexa, perhaps expecting her to have been fully changed by that point, called out to her, "you okay in there?"

"Yeah," Lily called from the other side. She opened the door and stepped out to show Lexa. It was then that she noticed just how noisy the pants were. Each step she took came with a very distinct rustling from the vinyl, and an occasional sticky squeak when it rubbed against itself.

"Wow!" Lexa said as she sized up her new-hire's perfect figure, now even more alluring in the shiny, figure hugging pants, "hot stuff."

Lily blushed a deep red, "you think so?"

"Hell yeah. I can only imagine how your friend might look in them."

"I know..." Lily replied, knowing how Stella would tell her to style them and bring out her inner bad girl. "I think I actually kinda like them," she added.

"Is that so?" Lexa said, noticing Lily's apparent difficulty keeping herself from rubbing her glossy legs. "You can keep them if you want," she added.

"What? No, I couldn't... I shouldn't..."

"Why not?"

"I don't want to buy them or anything, I mean... they're not really my style... or me... or..."

"I don't know, the kind a look like your style the way you keep staring at yourself in them. And I'm not making you pay for them; call it a welcome gift."

"I guess I'm just not sure."

"Tell you what, wear them for the rest of the tour if you want, and if you decide you don't like them, you can put them back on the shelf. Or you can keep them, if you decide that the better choice. Up to you."

"Well... okay." Lily said. It was a bit of a difficult decision for her, but the more she thought about it, the more she liked the idea of finding her own taste in the store, and not having to uphold an ideal image that she more or less had forced upon her for 18 years. For her, the attraction she felt to the pants was not about looking sexy, or being a sinner, but rather the freedom she had to experience something new without thinking she was being judged, or wondering what God might think. And maybe Lexa was helping with that; after all, she had been nothing but fair and understanding toward her. And perhaps her encouragement to try the pants on was an attempt to provide an environment where she could experiment with something she never could (or would) try any other way; now that she thought about it, much the way Stella did with her little birthday surprise a few weeks prior.

"Well, if you're done rubbing yourself silly, we'll continue on," Lexa said.

Lily hadn't even noticed she had been rubbing her hands on the vinyl the entire time. "Yeah. Sorry," she stood up straight and retuned her attention to Lexa, "lead the way."

Lexa ushered her to the other side of the store again, to the wall where the front door was. On the way, she pointed to a variety of different product on the racks and shelves in the center of the store. "These two shelves here are all sexy party games, or just sexy games. Here we have a wide variety of male sex toys; fleshlights, cock rings and all that. This rack is all various usually-gag-gifts and paraphernalia. And then we arrive at my favorite section..." They stopped and Lily looked in awe at the floor to ceiling display of dildos and vibrators.

"This is your favorite section?" Lily asked.

"Absolutely," Lexa said, "an orgasm is only as good as the tool you use to achieve it, and my dear, these are the best tools."

"I see," Lily said, her eyes filing though all the different phallic toys, "Guess I always thought a real one was supposed to be the best."

"Not by a long shot," Lexa explained. "They say God makes no mistakes, but I can think of at least one."

"I doubt that," Lily said, adhering to her Catholic views.

"You're definitely a virgin, aren't you?"

"What gave it away?" Lily asked, a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

"I can see how you, in your limited experience, may think a real dick is the key to a good orgasm, but honey, they don't last nearly long enough."

"How so?"

"Guys finish too quick. I'm not gonna lie, I've definitely been around the block a few times here, it's kinda my domain. I can finish a guy off in probably thirty seconds if I really wanted to. It's hard not to; imagine there's a guy there with his rock hard cock, it's throbbing, it's straining, he's begging for release, but you can't let him, because once you've drained his hose, he shrinks back up; and because you will last longer than he ever could, you'll be begging for a release that you won't get. Not from him, at least. That's why these tools are the best."

Lily stared at her. She was starting to feel sweaty, and she wasn't sure if it was her new apparel heating her up, or listing to Lexa's little lesson on dildos.

"Besides," Lexa said, pulling a slender, silicon toy off the shelf, "can a REAL dick do this?" She pressed the button and the toy began vibrating ferociously.

Lily's eyes grew wide with intrigue.

"This is one of my personal favorites," Lexa said over the buzzing, "It just feels so good." She gently grazed her own tits with long, vibrating bullet. She stepped over to Lily, "It vibrates surprisingly well though fabric too," she smirked, "especially latex... or vinyl," she added, gently pressing the toy against Lily's thigh and dragging it up closer to her waist, and the fly of the pants. She let out a surprised but pleasured whimper before Lexa turned the toy off. "That's enough of that, though. This isn't the time or place to get unprofessional."

Lily merely stood in shock. "Indeed," she said. It was a very unexpected gesture, and she tried so hard to tell herself it didn't feel good, but she couldn't deny the fact that she would have liked to experience a bit more of what that vibrator could do.

"Well, that pretty much concludes everything that's on the sales floor, all that's left is a little bit about what's in the back room."

"Alright," Lily said, doing everything in her power to keep her mind off certain, recent inclinations.

Lily followed Lexa back along the wall of vibrators to a door next to the Kinky Kloset section of the store. Lexa opened the door and led Lily inside. She turned on the light and revealed a storeroom full of random assortments of shelves and boxes.

"Welcome to the back room. I'll be the first to admit that it's a bit of a mess."

"No kidding," Lily said. She didn't even know where to begin looking for whatever could be in the boxes.

"Despite what it may look like, we don't actually have a whole lot of overstock on anything. New deliveries come every other day or so through that door there," Lexa explained, pointing out an additional door that presumable led to the alley behind the store. "There's really three main sections here you have to worry about. The shelves next to that door are for any new deliveries we get. The delivery guy brings them, Todd or I will check them in and make sure they're all there, and they pretty much sit there until we have extra time to go through them. The two shelves behind you there are all the overstock that we keep. Most of it is the games and stuff, some of the more popular dildos and vibes are there, and maybe some extra DVD's. The this big section over here will all these boxes are all the extra clothes and lingerie. Like I said, we only keep one or two of each style on the salesfloor, so if someone ever needs a specific size, you can come back here for it. I make sure all these boxes are labeled, please make sure the items in those boxes remain that way."

"Of course." Lily then noticed a staircase next to the back door that was partially blocked by some boxes. "I didn't know this building had a basement."

"It does. That's actually where we're going to go next." Lexa said.

"Alright then."

Lexa slid the boxes out of the way and the two ladies began a slow decent into the basement. Based on the creaky wood of the stair, and the slight musty odor, it was exceptionally old, but then again, that was to be expected along the old downtown street.

"There's actually a bathroom down here, complete with a shower even, but as you can imagine, everyone typically choses to go next door to the coffee shop, Lexa explained over the sound of Lily's creaking vinyl pants. "There really isn't much down here besides that, but it is extra storage space if we ever needed it and can certainly be useful for various things; we actually had some film students from the college come down here to shoot a horror film."

"I can't imagine why," Lily said, noticing the cobwebs along the dimly lit concrete walls. It certainly had the atmosphere, as the creepy red light behind the boilers sold it.

When they got to the bottom of the stairs, Lexa flipped the switch and the cellar lit up considerably more. The basement was mostly filled with old, empty steel shelves, a cabinet with a missing door that appeared to house some basic maintenance equipment, a metal door that presumably led to the bathroom, and an item that didn't seem to fit the rest of the décor, an inflatable bath tub.

"What is that?" Lily inquired.

"Funny you should ask," Lexa said, "It's a little secret I've been waiting to tell you about."

"And what's that?" Lily wondered. As they got closer, she could see that it was filled with a shockingly familiar, pudding-like substance.

Lexa leaned close to Lily and whispered in her ear, "I know what you did."

Lily's head snapped back to meet Lexa's crazed grin, "Excuse me?"

"I am referring to the night of May 20th, when you and your friend, Stella trespassed on my property. Don't pretend like you don't know."

Lily's heart began racing. What are the odds it was Lexa's yard they went into? How could she even know? Stella told her she was gone.

"You remember that night, right?" Lexa asked, "How you found my pool of mud. How you... enjoyed it?

Lily could feel the sweat forming on her forehead and along her back, while a chill shot along her body from her toes to her head.

"You just looked so blissful and - dare I say - turned on in the surveillance footage that I thought you might enjoy being reintroduced to a familiar friend."

"Th-the surv-surveillance footage?" Lily stuttered.

"Of course. It helps take care of unwelcome trespassers."

"Are you going to report us... you know... to the police?"

"Of course not," Lexa said, maintaining a comforting voice, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. You did exactly what it was made for."

"Then what's going on?"

Lexa placed her hand on Lily's back and explained, "I knew I recognized you when you came in the other day. It took a moment, but I remembered your face from the video, and I couldn't believe my luck."

"What luck?"

"Ever since that night, I've wanted nothing more than to witness your undeniable passion for the mud bath first hand, so when I saw you come in to apply for a job, I just had to make it happen."

"You mean you tricked me into all this just so you could watch me get muddy? Gross. How much of this whole job thing is a lie?"

"None of it, Lily. This is really me hiring you. I just maybe had some ulterior motives as well."

Lily stared at the brown, creamy mud inside the inflatable tub. She was at once both disgusted by Lexa's revelations, but also curious. She remembered exactly how much she truly enjoyed her adventure with Stella, and seeing it in front of her again was springing a certain urge and desire she could not suppress. She wanted to, but could she resist and walk away? "No," she said, "I don't think I want the job. And I certainly don't plan to do your little voyeur show."

"Please, Lily, I know you want to," Lexa correctly stated. "You know you want to..." again, correctly stated.

"No." A disgusted look spread across Lily's face.

"Are you sure?" Lexa asked. "You can deny it all you want, Lily, I know you liked my mud pool," Lexa said.

"Maybe I did, so what?"

"If you want to, you can come to my place and use it anytime," Lexa said. She leaned in a bit closer and continued in a quieter voice, "It will always be private, no one will ever see or hear you," Lily's face began to soften a bit, and Lexa leaned in even closer to her head and whispered in her ear, "and you can be as close to God as you want."

Lily turned to face Lexa, what was left of her disgusted look quickly faded away and was replaced with wide, begging, puppy dog eyes. "I want that," she whimpered, "please..."

"Then you can have it, sweetie. It begins right here."

"Okay." Lily stepped closer to the tub of brown clay. She removed her shoes, and her hand approached the fly of her glossy, red pants and began unbuttoning them.

"There's no need to disrobe, Lily," Lexa said, "Not yet at least, I don't want you to get too turned on right away."

"But I don't want to ruin them..."

"But I want you to. I want to see how they look as you cover your body with the mud."

"Alright..."

"And you can pick out a new pair, if you want."

Lily gave a coy nod and took her first steps into the mud bath. It was a colder than she remembered, but then again, it was heated up during her last encounter. She turned around in the knee deep mud, and sat down, facing Lexa.

"Very good," Lexa said.

Lily felt the mud with her hands, and began swirling it around, lathering it deep into her shiny red pants, just as Lexa wanted. Whatever friction the vinyl had against itself or her skin vanished immediately as the smooth mud met the smooth fabric. She was so entranced by it that the thought of what she would do for clothes once she exited the bath no longer crossed her mind. She just spread it around more and allowed it to consume her white and blue striped polo.

"Tell me, Lily," Lexa started, "what makes a girl like you - a girl so afraid to be dirty, and naughty - fall so far in love with my mud?"

Lily sighed with a bit of pleasure as the tingly sensations she discovered in the past began to reemerge once again, "I don't know... It's just so silky and smooth, and it just feels like one gigantic hug."

Lexa smiled as Lily began caressing her own body. "I can respect that. I know all to well the feelings you describe."

"You do?"

"Of course. You don't think I wallow in my own mud bath?"

Lily's attention seemed to fade at Lexa's explanation as she elected to remove her shirt and squish the mud around her torso, moaning occasionally as she got closer to her breasts.

"I want you to do something for me, Lily," Lexa said.

"Okay..."

"I want you to unbutton your pants..." Lily did as she was told, she sat up slightly, and fumbled around for the button, "...and I want you to fill them up with the mud."

Lily pulled the front of her pants open, and began scooping as much mud as she could into the crotch. Her heart began racing and her breathing increased as she felt the mud pool around her soft panties for the first time, and her legs trembled as the buttery clay fought for space between her skin and the pantlegs.

"You're shaking, sweetie," Lexa said with feigned concern, "Why?"

"Because..." Lily exhaled. She finished filling her pants and switched to squeezing them, making sure to spread all the slippery, smooth clay everywhere she could. "Doing this is making me want to do things. Certain things I know I shouldn't do."

"Like what?"

"I just want to... touch my self... in my special place. Just the way Stella showed me last time."

"Then do it, Lily. There's no judgment here. You should enjoy this mud the way you want to."

"You think so?" Lily said, shifting her body and positioning her hand over the wide open crotch of her pants.

"Absolutely, you deserve it."

"Okay..." She began stroking her clit, seemingly unconcerned that her soiled panties were hindering her access. As she rubbed herself, her body would tense up from time to time, when she had clearly found a good spot and good stroke. Occasional moans and aroused whimper emerged in rhythmic fashion, especially once her hand found its way under her muddy panties. Lexa looked on with great excitement as Lily's excitement increased to the point where she began scooping additional mud onto her body and stuffing it down permanently stained underwear. She continued to moan and squirm, but it was becoming apparent that it just wasn't doing enough for her.