I shamelessly roamed my eyes over her huge tits and fat ass.
She stepped closer while maintaining that polite smile, but I could see the hidden spark of lewd interest beneath it. Her cheeks had a faint flush, and the way her thighs pressed together told me everything I needed to know. I had already made up my mind - I was going to fuck this horny milf.
"Yeah, I was looking for some nice clothes to wear for tomorrow's festival. From what I have heard from Tsunade, this is the best shop for it."
Mebuki's eyes lit up with professional enthusiasm, though her body language betrayed her growing arousal. "Of course. We have an excellent selection for the festival. Please follow me."
She led me deeper into the shop while swaying her hips seductively with every step. The short distance gave me a perfect view of her plump ass moving under her dress.
She then began pulling out various high-quality kimonos and festival outfits from the dress section. Then she laid them out on the table for me to see.
"These are some of our best pieces," she explained while holding up a dark, elegant kimono. "This one would look very handsome on you. The fabric is soft and breathable, perfect for the evening."
She then showed me several more options some traditional, some with modern touches - all while standing a little closer than necessary. Her breasts were brushing against my arm a couple of times as she reached for different garments.
After displaying several options, she smiled warmly. "You should try them on before purchasing. We have a private fitting room in the back. It's very spacious and comfortable. I can help you adjust anything that doesn't fit perfectly."
Her voice was professional, but the slight breathiness and the way she bit her lower lip gave away her true thoughts.
'She's already imagining me naked.'
"Lead the way," I said while maintaining my voice low and teasing. "I'd love for you to help me... get the perfect fit~~"
Mebuki's cheeks turned a deeper shade of pink like her little daughter hair, but she nodded and guided me toward the private fitting room at the back of the shop.
The fitting room was deep inside the shop and I was sure even if we made a loud sound, no one could hear us.
"Of course. Let me know if you need any different sizes or alterations. I'll be right outside if you need assistance."
I stepped into the private fitting room and drew the curtain behind me. As I began changing into the first kimono, I could hear faint sounds just outside the door. Her breathing was noticeably heavier. I could sense her lingering presence there-perhaps trying to peek through a small gap in the curtain or simply standing close enough to listen.
For now, I ignored her and slipped into the elegant kimono. The fabric was luxurious, soft against my skin, and tailored in a way that accentuated a man's physique.
I stepped out of the fitting room to check myself in the large mirror just outside.
Mebuki was standing right there and waiting for me. Her eyes widened slightly as she looked a little too long at the obvious bulge at the front of the kimono. A subtle flush colored her cheeks.
"That looks very good on you, sir," she said, her voice carrying a hint of genuine appreciation and something much lewder.
"You think so?" I replied, turning around slowly to give her the full view, letting her admire every angle.
The way she looked at me made it crystal clear she was already drooling over me. Her professional facade was cracking. It was replaced by lust.
She moved closer to me. "May I suggest something, Sir? Something that will really make the outfit perfect for tomorrow's festival."
As she spoke, she reached out and placed her soft hands on my chest, pretending to smooth and adjust the kimono. But it was obvious what she was really doing.
She pressed her hand lightly against my muscles and traced the lines of my chest with slow movements. Her fingers trembled slightly with barely contained excitement.
"Yeah, go ahead, I said, my voice low. "I want to look my best. After all, Tsunade and I will be on a quite romantic date tomorrow. I don't want to look bad next to the Princess of the Senju Clan."
Mebuki's breath hitched at the mention of Tsunade. Her hands lingered longer than necessary, sliding down a little toward my abdomen. The flush on her cheeks deepened, and I could see her thighs pressing together as she fought to maintain composure.
"I understand..." she whispered but her fingers continued to go downward. "We want you to look irresistible... so every woman at the festival will be jealous of Lady Tsunade."
Her touch grew bolder, almost caressing me now under the guise of adjustments. The air between us was already filled with sexual tension as the neglected milf struggled to hide how turned on she was becoming.
Then she pulled out a sleek, black kimono from the rack. It was elegant yet undeniably sensual the fabric was smooth and slightly glossy. It had subtle silver embroidery along the edges, giving it a luxurious allure. The kimono was made for a man to look powerful and seductive at the same time.
"Mmm... Sir Alex... Can I call you just Alex?" she asked, her voice softer now. "Would you like to try this one?"
"Yes. You don't have to be formal with me. Just call me whatever you feel comfortable with," I replied with a smirk. "And yes, I'll try this kimono. It looks good."
"Hehehe... I'll help you, Alex," she replied quickly. Before I could say anything, she followed me into the fitting room while holding the black kimono in her arms.
The fitting room was small, so our bodies were forced close together in the confined space. Her huge tits were brushing against me repeatedly as she moved.
She then began helping me remove the clothes that I was wearing. Her hands were trembling slightly with excitement.
When she reached my pants, she opened them slowly. My thick dick sprang free and came in front of her face.
"Oh, Alex... you're not wearing anything underneath, Mebuki gasped while putting a hand over her mouth in genuine shock. Her eyes widened as she stared at my massive dick.
She had a hot legend from various housewives: that my dick was massive and could destroy any woman's cunt. And she had spent countless nights masturbating while imagining about it. But she was surprised to see it in real life.
"Yeah, I should have warned you," I said casually, not bothering to cover myself. In fact, I let it hang there proudly.
"It's... okay," she replied while trying to compose herself, though her eyes kept flicking back down to my dick hungrily.
Gulp...!
She swallowed her saliva as she helped me wear the new kimono.
But despite being professional tailor, her hands were "accidentally" touching my dick multiple times while adjusting the fabric.
I could see her breathing growing heavier and nipples getting harder. I could even see a trail of pussy juices flowing down her thighs.