Naughty Daughter in the Window

I'm placed in charge of the department store while my parents are on a holiday. The display window is about to become rated-X.

Growing up in small town America wasn't easy for a girl with big city dreams. It's rated-G society hindered my blossoming lifestyle as well. Those of you from small towns understand.

I just graduated from High School, now eighteen years old. My parents owned a medium sized department store in Zanesville, on sixth street. I grew up helping my mother with certain projects at the store. My all-time favorite chore was to dress up the mannequins in the display windows.

Before going off to college I went down to the store to say goodbye to all the employees I've known for years. Valentines-Day was right around the corner. My parents announced that they were going to France for the holiday and appointed me to oversee the operation until their return. I was a bit flustered when they handed me the keys.

My first day was interesting. I purposely arrived prior to the employees and walked the floors reminiscing the past. As I walked past the cosmetic counter, I noticed the display windows out front were occupied by mannequins dressed in holiday attire. I got closer.

People were walking down the sidewalk and stopping to enjoy the view of such scantily dressed plastic ladies. A thought was born, a naughty thought indeed.

I studied the mannequins throughout the day. I was pleased to see someone took the time to spray them tanned, one can alter their pale complexion quite easily.

As customers shopped, I hand selected some lingerie from the 'intimate apparel' department. I located some foundation from the cosmetic counter and secured it as well. I was on a mission.

After the store closed I remained behind. I stood close to the display windows and listened to those who lurked outside admiring the 'R' rated display. There were four females, all dressed in lingerie, and one male mannequin in the window. I took a step back, 'let's do this,' I said to myself, as my heart began to race.

I waited until there was no one outside, then I quickly pulled the chord and the curtain closed. First, I retrieved the foundation I set aside. I walked over and grabbed the lingerie and changed right there in the aisle. That felt exhilarating all by itself. I giggled as I strolled around an empty dimly lit department store dressed like that. All you could hear was the clicking of my Stiletto heels I borrowed from the shoe department.

I carefully applied that foundation ensuring I would blend in with the existing mannequins without being detected. I selected some sunglasses to hide my eyes. I posed next to other mannequins in the store before making my decision to proceed, or not. My curves were the only thing that differentiated me from them.

I chose to wear a red and black lingerie set that included stockings and a thong. I added a satin top to hide my stomach in an effort to conceal my breathing. I knew I had to appear completely motionless while posing.

Once I was ready, I inspected myself in the mirrors, over and over. I was quivering with adrenaline. 'You need to calm down,' I said to myself. I took a few more laps around the store to relax.

I tip-toed up to the display windows hearing footsteps passing by. My heart was pounding so hard, so hard. Being an exhibitionist, this was a fantasy, yet I stalled several times out of fear of being detected.

With the curtains closed, I walked up into the display and compared myself to the other mannequins. Once I decided on the position I was going maintain, I re-positioned one of the mannequins, to my advantage, (wink). Once the stage was set, I stepped out of the windows to calm myself once again. I kept coaching myself, 'don't move a muscle.'

I stood just outside the display windows enjoying my last full breath, with the sounds of people passing by. I crept up into the display window and assumed the position I earlier rehearsed. I chose a position I could maintain for a long period of time. The sound of my heartbeat echoed within the glass enclosure, my breathing, erratic. 'Calm down,' I kept whispering.

I posed on all fours, my knees, a few inches apart, I arched my back, and I lowered my head using my hair to shield my face, sunglasses, on. 'That's a lot of ass,' I said as I parked myself in front of that plastic man. Now, it appeared that the male mannequin was staring at my ass. That was intentional.

As a test, I froze in place behind the curtain as cars and voices passed by the window. 'Are you really gonna do this?' I asked myself. I held the chord to the curtains tightly in my hand, waiting for the courage to pull it. My pulse was skyrocketing. My nipples were hard as a rock. I waited for what seemed like hours, timing was crucial to avoid being caught. Just as I was going to yank it, a group of voices paused by the window, 'holy smokes,' I heard a man say. This small town was about to graduate into the world of erotica indeed.

When I peeked through the seam of the curtain, they were gone. 'Oh god,'... then I yanked on that chord, the curtain opened and there I was, frozen in place among the other mannequins. The sudden introduction to passing cars and street noise was overwhelming. Before opening the curtain, I angled my head towards the sidewalk in front of the store, so I could see those who stopped to view. The desire to flee was strong yet I didn't flinch. 'DON'T MOVE' I said to myself.

That level of exposure was alarming. There I was, nestled among the other mannequins, dressed in lingerie, with my ass in the air! Behind those sunglasses my eyes were wide. The desire to change positions was too late, I was stuck.

The sounds of cars and trucks passing by rattled the windows. It wasn't long till I saw a shadow on the sidewalk, it was growing closer. 'Oh god,' I said, 'here comes someone.' I saw an older woman walk past without looking. I was actually relieved, my pulse, banging. I exhale slowly and gather another breath.

Seconds later I hear footsteps coming from my right, many footsteps, and the sound of a womans heels. 'Look at that,' I hear a woman say as she stood so close to the window. 'Don't mooooove,' I whispered to myself. 'Holy shit!' he said as he stood beside her in my field of view. 'Look at that ass!' he said. He's wearing a blue jacket and black pants, he's about 45 years old. She's a hot one, maybe 35, and a brunette. There are others with them, but I can only hear their voices.

My fearful eyes are well hidden behind my shades as I gaze at his expression. His lustful stare is recognized, 'Ok Roger, that's enough,' she says, as she drags him down the sidewalk, the others follow close behind. 'OMG,' I said to myself, 'it's working!!!'

Before I can catch a full breath, I hear more footsteps coming from the right again. A man and his wife stop to admire the view. I can only see her right shoulder. 'Bet you'd like some of that,' she said so casually. 'Which one? he asked. 'This one here, the one on all fours,' she added. My heart truly skipped a beat, IT DID. 'Look at those cheeks,' he said, then I hear the sound of a slap. 'She's hot, I admit,' she voiced. Hearing that gave me goosebumps, I was grateful they didn't notice. My mind was racing. A few seconds later, they were gone. My X-rated position was something I was stuck with, for now.

A bicycle rolls past followed by a man walking his dog. I take in a full breath. I hear voices coming from my left, and they're growing louder. My eyes are focused on a parking meter on the sidewalk. 'Oh my,' I hear from a woman, then a chorus of approval echoes thru the glass. 'Jimmy, don't look,' I hear from her again, yet the others were speaking a different tune, 'That's hot!', 'They look so real,' I hear from a guy in a red jacket, standing just inches from the window.

'Check this out,' I hear from a baritone voice. 'Stand right here,' I hear him say, 'look at that,' he adds. 'It looks like she's wet!' I hear from someone else. I fought my bodies urge to tremble. 'Don't move,' I kept repeating, 'don't move a muscle.' Then I hear a burst of laughter, 'look, the mannequin guy is staring at her ass!'

Repositioning that male mannequin was genius. He was indeed staring at my ass with a tilted head as well. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Their comments were so sexually graphic. Suddenly, I hear a knock on the glass, some rascal actually placed himself in my line of vision. I gazed into his eyes. A few seconds later, they were gone.

I frantically took in a full breath, maybe two. I didn't forecast my reaction which caused me to become wet. I was so excited, so aroused by this. A large red truck rolls slowly past followed by that whistle of desire.

My left foot was going numb due to the lack of movement. My desire to change positions was strong. I waited for the right time, then I pulled on that chord and the curtain closed.

I exhaled greatly, both mentally and physically. I stood and stretched my joints with an unwavering smile upon my face. 'Don't stop,' I said to myself. Without thinking I readjusted the male mannequin, then I posed a female in a very provocative position. 'This should stir some thoughts,' I said as I slipped in between them. I was now positioned with my ass closer to the male mannequin and my face was close, very close to the female mannequin, who's legs were so wide. I held that chord in my hand waiting for the right moment. My lips were quivering. When the coast was clear, I yanked on the chord.

The show was back on. It wasn't long till company arrived. 'Oh my god, wow,' I hear from a man who's just out of my range of sight. 'Damn that's hot,' I hear. A few seconds later, they were gone.

Seconds later a small group appears right in front of me. 'Oh damn, a threesome,' I hear from a woman, 'no shit, look at that,' I hear a man say. 'She even looks like she's wet, omg, that's so hot,' I hear in her voice. This continued for over an hour. I couldn't get enough.

People were stopping and then more people were joining them. At some point there were fifteen people gawking at the display window. Their comments were perverse to say the least. My nipples were still hard as a button. 'Look how real her ass looks,' I hear, 'this one right here.' My heart was thumping big time. I didn't move a muscle.

About thirty minutes later I see another group of people approaching from my left. They stop as well. Suddenly I hear something that frightens me. 'Hey wait, when I walked past here an hour ago, that mannequin was facing the other direction!' he says, with fortitude. 'Ohhh shit,' I said to myself. 'And that mannequin guy, wasn't that close to her,' he adds. There are comments from the others, yet he is holding his ground. 'I swear she was facing in that direction,' he adds. 'Oh Larry, your tripping,' I hear from a female. My body starts to tremble but I'm able to combat it. 'Don't move!' I say to myself.

'Look at that ass,' I hear from someone in the crowd. 'Threesome,' I hear again. 'I would eat her ass,' I hear from a female, while the others cheer her on. 'Then eat me,' I say to myself.

I hear tapping on the glass, 'she looks so real.' A few minutes later, they disappeared. Now I'm fearing others will notice the change of positions as well. I ponder what to do as I remain frozen in place. A few more voyeurs pause while I'm planning my exit.

I see a couple standing, hand in hand right in front of me. I hear him say, 'would you do a threesome if she banged on our door?' 'Which one?' she asks. 'The one with her ass in the air', he replies. A few seconds pass by, 'Yes, I would,' she adds. Her husband begins grooming her as they fade away, 'we should try it,' I hear before they are gone from sight.

I'm beyond aroused at this point, yet my courage is diminishing quickly. I needed to find a way out. I thought of something naughty indeed. When the coast was clear, I dropped my sunglasses on the floor and posed my eyes forward and waited.

A few minutes pass by. Then I see the perfect opportunity. A couple stops by the window and stares intently, a young couple, maybe twenty-five. He is gazing at my body so intently, walking around for different angles of sight. 'Sweet ass,' I hear him say. He's looking at my ass when I suddenly steer my eyes directly at him without moving my head. His eyes bulge wide as he steps back.

'She's real,... she just looked at me!!' he yells. 'Ohhhhhhh David, you wish,' I hear her say. 'No, I'm serious,' he says. When she turned to walk away, I winked at him, then I dropped the curtain fast. 'Ohhhhh shit!!' I hear thru the glass and curtain. 'She's real!!!!!' I hear him scream, 'she's real!!!!' I collapsed on the floor and didn't make a sound. I could hear him defending his case as she laughed her head off, 'Oh David,... dream on sweetheart,' she says to him. I remained on the floor almost afraid to move. I hear their voices fade away yet he was still claiming his case.

'He's right,' I playfully added as I giggled on the floor with delight. My heart was still pumping hard. I rose to my feet and patted the male mannequin on his cheek, 'and stop staring at my ass,' I said and giggled softly.

The following day I returned to the store as if it never happened. The mannequins were back in their original positions, yet one of them was missing, me.

When my parents returned the following week, I handed the keys back to them. 'How did it go?' my mother asked. I just smiled, 'it went very well,' I said with an innocent grin. They were surprised by the numbers. The 'intimate apparel' sold really well, all week. The increase made me giggle inside. 'It's all about advertising,' I said to her. They never found out.

What I did was something I've dreamt about since I first saw the display windows many years ago. The stares, the comments, will always be with me. I was amazed by how many couples have a desire for a threesome as well. I've shared this story with friends as well. Fabulous*