After half an hour, the car stood outside a mansion, the sound of the motor echoing in the air, as it was parked.
I opened the door and stepped out of the car, the hot summer sun beating down on my face.
This was our second stop.
First, we had to go to the mall and get some new clothes.
Nisha was quite demanding, and she insisted on buying expensive clothing, saying "My boyfriend has to look good." to the saleswoman.
"Alright, please come this way," the saleswoman said, and with the clothes chosen by Nisha in my hand, I followed her to the dressing room.
As I was walking behind the saleswoman, a specific thought crossed my mind, which caused a smile to appear on my face.
Normally, in the manga and novels, the main character would often have sex with the person they had gone with, in the changing room.
However, since I am here with my sister and don't want to do her before she gives her consent, then, maybe...
I looked at the saleswoman and wondered if I should have a little fun with her.
Yes, I will try it out.
After all, it is always fun to have sex with someone new, especially when they are attractive.
I increased my pace and looked at the saleswoman, and examined her features.
She was a bit short and slim, her skin was fair, and her black hair was tied in a bun.
Her face was quite beautiful and her lips were red, as if they were painted with lipstick.
And her eyes, her eyes were as dark as the night, and they were filled with innocence and naivety.
She was definitely the type of girl who would be easy to seduce and I could have a lot of fun with her.
However, I will feel kinda bad if I force her, so, if she gives me even a slightest hint that she is interested in me even a bit, then, I will go for it.
And, I have a feeling that she might be, because of the way she looks at me and every time a blush appears on her face.
"H-here we are," The saleswoman said and stopped in front of a curtain.
"Y-you can change your clothes inside,"
Her voice was a bit shaky, and she didn't dare to look me in the eyes.
"Thank you, but, I have a question,"
I said and she looked at me, her cheeks turning red, as she stared into my eyes.
"A-ah, what is it?"
"I have noticed you looking at me and blushing every time our eyes met. So, do you find me attractive?"
"I-I, uh..."
She stuttered and her face became crimson, her breathing becoming heavier, as I asked the question.
"I-I... I do, I find you very attractive,"
"I see,"
A smirk formed on my face, and she realized what she had just said, her eyes widening with fear, and her lips parted, as she tried to speak.
"Wait, I-I didn't mean to..."
"Oh, that means I am not attractive enough for you, is that right?"
I cut her off and faked a hurt expression, a sad tone in my voice.
I know that my body, face, and my charm are perfect in this world.
So, it's obvious that I would be attractive to her.
"N-no, I-I, that's not what I meant,"
She quickly replied, her hands gripping the hem of her dress, her fingers shaking, as she looked at me.
"Oh, then, do you find me attractive, yes or no?"
"I-I, y-yes, I do." She nodded her head and her face became redder, as she admitted that she finds me attractive.
"Alright then, that's all I needed to know."
"Wait, wha-"
She tried to say something, but, I pushed her into the dressing room and shut the curtain.
"S-sir, w-what are you doing?" She stuttered, and a blush crept on her cheeks, as she realized that I was inside the dressing room with her.
"Sssh," I put a finger on her lips and shook my head, a smile on my face, as I looked into her eyes.
"Now, before you try to shout, resist, or anything else, let me ask you a question."
I cupped her chin and lifted her face, her eyes filled with confusion and lust, as she stared at me.
"Are you a virgin?"
"Wha-?"
Her eyes widened and she was taken aback by my sudden question, her lips trembling, as she tried to form words.
However, after forcing herself, she shook her head, and in a low voice, she replied,
"N-no, I-I am n-not. I am m-married."
She stuttered and her legs trembled, as I ran my thumb across her bottom lip.
"You are married? You don't look older than 20 to me. So, how old are you, 21? 22?"
"N-no, I am 19. A-and, I-I have been m-married for one y-year."
"Oh, is that so,"
I was shocked, and I couldn't help but feel surprised.
19 years old and 1 year of marriage.
"You must have had sex a lot of times, right?"
"N-no, I-I have only had s-sex twice, with my husband, and b-both the times I didn't feel it even a bit."
"That must be because you are too good for him."
"W-what? That's not true. H-he is a very good man, and he treats me well."
She defended her husband and a smile appeared on my face, as she spoke.
"Is that so?"
"Y-yeah, he has a golden heart."
"A golden heart, huh?"
I couldn't help but chuckle, as she praised her husband.
"Alright, if he has a golden heart, and is good, then, why don't you do him a favor?"
"W-what do you mean?"
"Just walk out of the changing room, and pretend that you never saw me. Or..."
"Or what?"
She looked at me and I could see the confusion in her eyes, her eyebrows furrowing, as she wondered what was going on.
"Or, I will show you how it feels like to have a man who knows how to satisfy a woman. The choice is yours."
She looked at me for some time and didn't say anything.
After considering it for some time, she finally...
Finally...
She walked out of the dressing room with her mouth shut, not looking back even once.
Well, it's not that I didn't expected it.
I think my talk only worked with my stepmother and step-sister because they had a huge crush on me, and the moment I asked them, they agreed.
So, this girl, who is a complete stranger to me, would obviously not want to have sex with me.
But, it was fun, until it lasted.
'Oh well, no use crying over spilled milk.'
I thought and shrugged, a sigh escaping my lips, as I was disappointed.
'Let's get chang–'
Suddenly, my thoughts were interrupted, as the curtain of the dressing room was pulled, and the saleswoman appeared.
Shhh~
She closed the curtain behind her and turned around to look into my eyes.
For a moment she didn't say anything and just stared at me, and, after some time, she closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.
Then, she opened her eyes and stared into mine again, her lips parting, as she spoke.
"Show me."
Huh?
Did she...
"Do it. Show me a man who knows how to satisfy a woman."
Oh...
Fuck!
This is fucking amazing.
"Are you sure about this?"
I asked, and she nodded, her face flushed, and her eyes filled with lust, as she stared at me.
"Yeah, make me feel good that I can't even remember my own name."
Wow!
She wants me to make her feel good?
And, she wants to forget her own name?
Damn, what a kinky bitch.
Looks like I have to show her, and give her a taste of the pleasure of having sex with the devil.
"Alright, I will show you what heave– no, I am going to show you what hell feels like."