When I walked in, a tall, muscular, tan man with light green eyes and a smile that could make a thousand orgasms occur spontaneously, came up to me an...d handed me a sheet of paper. I didn’t think I could utter a word and he smirked and introduced himself as Chad, then asked me to sit next to him. I filled out the form but the whole time I was just thinking about the tightness of his shirt on that strong, muscular chest of his. I turned the sheet in to him at the end of the meeting, turned out he. She'd changed into black yoga pants and, with it being Christmas time, she'd chosen a vivid red turtleneck sweater to go with it. The sweater hugged her generous bosom flatteringly, the vertical ribs of the fabric swelling in and out as they followed the curvy contours of her full breasts. Slipping on her yoga pants, she smiled to herself as she thought about how popular they had become. She had been wearing them for years, having taken up yoga at about age 30 in order to help keep her maturing. I told her to keep her Sunday open. That Sunday she showed up dressed as I dictated and she drove us to the local mall. Arriving there I sent her in to get a public use wheelchair and then we entered the mall at the food court entrance. We went around picking out foods and sitting down to eat. Across the way a group of four males and one female teenagers began staring at us. I put my hand on my aides inner left thigh pulling her legs apart giving them a great look at her shaved pussy. The five. (They might come in useful later, and she liked the idea that the assistant had handed them to her in anticipation of how wet she might get when trying them on).Blushing as she passed the sales girl with the three for two in her hand, she was surprised and shocked when the girl called her back.“Excuse me but you had a green pair with you in the changing room. Do you think you can find them for me please?”Vicky was horrified. They were snug and wet around her fanny, and she really didn’t want to.