Titty Sling Gurl….
Almost a year ago I shared some short stories about my time in the retail industry on reddit, and people actually liked them, so I figured why not give more people a chance to laugh at my misfortune :) CCW is appreciated :)
Part One of Eight
Smelly Snatch & Mannequin Molester
The most shocking to me was when this older couple (50-60) came in reeking of black and milds and booze (more so the wife than the husband). The wife who had scraggly blonde hair, missing teeth, loose skin dripping everywhere from a recent weight loss and all around bad personal hygiene asked me to fit her for a bra cause it had been upwards for 10 years since she had bought a bra, always willing to help I happily agreed. We go into the fitting room and before I know it she strips her top half and lifts her arms to reveal long (and i mean loooooong) tangled underarm hair so I measure her, tell her size and she seems delighted. So I leave her in the room and I go select a couple bras for her, once I leave the room I see her husband caressing the mannequins vagina and staring at its arse. I let it go and go on the hunt for bras, while I’m looking he then starts yelling, quite loudly i may add, at how much would I be willing to sell the “pretty young blonde” for. I politely told him they weren’t for sale etc etc but he still kept asking, caressing, and even sniffing the life sized mannequin. So I smiled nodded and went back in to cater to his wife. When I got in there she asked since I had measured her bust would I kindly measure her waist and hips cause she’d like to know, once again I agreed with a smile. I was at her waist told her the number and she got so excited (ya know cause of the weight loss). I squatted down do reach her hips and BOOOOOM. She pulls down her elastic banded mum jeans, to reveal her large flurry, matted muff. About 4inches in front of my face was this woman’s vagina, she was not wearing underwear…Obviously I couldn’t do anything to upset her (sensitive job and whatnot) so I continued measuring around the sagging skin, trying not to touch anything I didn’t have to and then the smell hit me. It was that old foosty, musty, old sock smell mixed with a fish market and some strong perfume. I held my breath and told her the measurement and stood up so fast I got a head rush. I then left her to her own devices to try on and went to get some sanitizer for my hands. Of course the husband was still chatting up the mannequin but I just smiled and nodded at him and went about my business til she was done.
TL;DR Old foul smelling couple comes in for a fitting, husband feels up/molests the mannequins and I get face time with the wife’s vagina.