Episode 18: STILETTO

St. Louis, Missouri! Early afternoon around 2:00 PM!

Leaving their seedy hotel room at the Stickett Inn, Joe Palmer had no true idea where to go shopping so he and his daughter-in-law Candace drove around thirty minutes before spotting a mall. At the very least it had a large variety of possibilities to explore. Still, Candi was stuck on an idea Joe had earlier. “We should have just gone ahead to that Pony’S EXpress strip club. You did say they had a clothing store attached to it.”

“Probably so! But we’re here so, let’s make the best of it. We can give ourselves an hour then we’ll head to the club.”

“Honestly Daddy Joe, I’m not sure we should waste money on stuff that Damian might not want me to wear. I’ve already chopped up half of my wardrobe to look more revealing. Also, by the time we get back to Spring Meadow I should have the micro bikinis Kevin ordered for me. I can live in those.”

“And the t-shirts and tank tops promoting the gym you work at. Like I said, lets run in and see what catches our eye. I might start thinking about stuff for Yolanda, Gomez, and Porter.”

“Are you really hoping to keep all three?”

“Doubtful! Fun while it lasts. As long as they keep cooperating with my leadership and put out, fuck it, why not.”

“You’ve spun into a complete 360 compared to the man I first met. I love the change. I guess you have Damian to thank ... actually, we both have Damian to thank for giving our lives the jumpstart it needed. I’m having the time of my life making my hubby ... my family happy. I’m not sure what our future looks like, but I love Damian more than life itself. Whatever he wants from me I’m willing to comply.” Engine off Joe nodded and looked her over.

“As long as you stay healthy and don’t face a judge someday you just do what makes us all happy.”

“I love taking chances. I really hope the cops in Spring Meadow will work with us like the state troopers do.”

“Not everybody is going to agree but Spring Meadow is tight knit so at least there you can do what Damian is asking...”

“Ordering me to do.” She cut him off. “He doesn’t ask anymore. That turns me on Joe. What you’re doing to the teachers makes me crazy too. Just ... don’t forget me.” She pouted! “I need you to make love to me at least until Damian comes home.”

“Make love? Don’t you mean fuck you silly without emotion.”

“Mmm! I prefer both.” She giggled! “Why do you keep looking at me?”

“Looking at the cut off jeans. I can see your bikini area as it is. That white lace shirt with wide open windows on both sides won’t help. Big city might not be as welcoming as Spring Meadow.”

“The most they could do is as me to leave. I’ll make you a bet not one person, even a security guard says a thing.”

“You don’t have anything to lose but your clothes.” He laughed and reached behind him for his old trench coat. “I’d let you wear only this, but you’d trip over it because I’m so much taller.”

“It’s too hot to wear that trench.”

“Probably so! I need it to hide my old camera though. In case you do anything noteworthy in this place.”

“Should I take the risk?”

“Whole lot of security cameras in a mall.” He glared at the entrance with a doubtful expression. “Let’s just shop.”

“If I can find a way to make a short video I will. You just keep that camera ready Daddy Joe.” Standing outside the truck he slipped the coat on and pocketed his camcorder.

“I really need a smaller camera. Let’s see if they sell any electronics here. Come on!”

“Right behind you.”

“That’s where you should be.”

“Damian has said that too.” She giggled closing her passenger door and meeting Joe at the bumper. “Behind and beneath! I really think he wants our marriage to gravitate toward BDSM. Which I’m fine with but I do need experiences in that area so I know exactly how I should be around Damian. Now that I mention it is that where you are going with the teachers? They all seem to obey you.” The journey toward the mall began.

“I might not have let on over the years, but I’ve always had a dominating persona. The boys’ mother and I never really explored my potential. She got sick and that ended that. I made her a promise not to date let alone screw around until the boys were out of school. With Kev graduating in a few months and how Damian has asked me to help you along it’s all just coming back to me. I’ll evolve a lot more and with Bloom, Porter, and Gomez that can only help me achieve a higher level of manhood in my mind.” That and Becca Hart, Jesse Hart’s mother unless she lacked interest. She was definitely on Joe’s radar after getting a look at the waitress. Saturday would tell the tale.

“I think you would make an awesome master. Damian wants me to call him that now. I haven’t really used it as a title yet because I’m still sorting it all out. I don’t feel as subservient as I should be yet. If he were here guiding me, I know I could reach that goal.”

“All in good time.”

“I like having a good time. I really, really want to push my limits and make guys want me. Just know I do this ONLY for Damian, and well, you and Kevin. Family!” Reaching the entrance Joe palmed her face and pushed her behind him.

“Masters first!”

“I’ll remember that.” She chuckled!

“There’s a mall map!” Wall map at that! “Let’s see our options and save some walking.”

“I see a Victoria’s Secret over by that Radio Shack. Let me go in and choose some under garments. You look at the map.”

“We’ll come back to it. That Radio Shack might sell camcorders.”

“Oh, yeah! We can start with those places. I was just thinking that the dressing rooms might be secluded enough but it might be creepy to them if an older man stood around waiting on me. Let alone showing off my body to you.”

“Step at a time. I’m going in with you. Let me worry about the salesgirls. You just worry about looking sexy for me-- er --Damian.” Intentional!

“Pervert!”

“Authority!”

That Joe was! He told himself that as he took the lead yet again, even into a lingerie store. Once within the store Candi eyed an array of various panties and bras. The problem was she was told to swear off underwear. “Daddy Joe?” Stopping to look back at her Joe realized the same thing. “Do I need underwear?”

“Just try some on. Go as skimpy as you can.”

“I don’t think we can try them on. Isn’t that unsanitary to other customers if they don’t get purchased?”

“Fuck! Be very selective. I’ll buy a couple for you to wear should you need to be proper. Like visiting your dad or uncle.”

“Okay! Let me look around.” Selecting a number of them her size she casually examined her situation. All of the salesgirls looked busy helping others, so she made her way to the dressing rooms. Luckily, she managed to catch a booth where somebody was just leaving to avoid having a worker unlock the door. Slipping in she took a deep breath and slipped her shredded booty shorts and muscle shirt off.

Trying on first a purple under-boob style bra and lace panty set she admired herself in the mirror. Even though trying them on was against policy due to hygiene reasoning she did love the look on her. A cell picture just in case she couldn’t show Joe was taken.

“Buying these! With the bra being an under-boob style my nipples can still stick out in my shirts. Damian’s going to love this. If only the undies were G-string style. Oh, well!”

Gathering her strength, she pushed back her nerves and creaked the door open. Joe stood at an angle leaning on a garment wheel, camera aimed directly at her. She waited for his wink to open her door further and do a teasing pose and a twist for him to film her bare ass and perfect breasts. With a cast wink over her shoulder, she tugged the underwear out of her butt crack and bent over to reveal her bare ass hole. Standing swiftly erect she blew the camera a kiss and whispered, “I love you, Master Damian.”

Having seen her asshole Joe swallowed dryly. His thoughts were just plain evil. “That’s something you don’t see every day. Oh, wait, I saw that four hours ago with State Trooper dick in it.” He loved his own wit.

Another knock of warning she posed in a red set that gifted him a view of her nipples just like the purple bra. Going without the cups was ideal. She was fully aware how pointy those nipples were as she led a fingertip tease around the areola of her right breast. As quickly as she showed up to pose, she vanished. He told himself the reveals were too damned short.

Three more times she opened that door before coming out in her street clothes. Stepping over to him she was curious of his opinion. “Well? Which ones should I buy?”

“Black, red, and purple. With your blond hair so light, those colors enhance you better. Especially with your tan skin.”

“Good eye, Daddy Joe!” She looked around at other garments, “Nightie? No, too baggy looking. Lace teddy?” She stepped away to thoroughly look over what the store had to offer. Finally, without warning a salesgirl approached Joe catching him off guard. “May I help you, Sir?”

Twisting in step he buried the camera in his trench coat pocket, “Just waiting on my daughter-in-law. She insisted I take her shopping for clothes. Unlucky me!”

“Awkward! Sorry! Should I offer to help her find anything?”

“That could prove deadly! She’s rather standoffish. Let her discover her own treasures. See you at the checkout?” The girl gracefully left him to his serenity. And his hard on.

Candi found a number of teddy’s and vanished into her changing stall. Each time she opened the door Joe nearly burst in his pants. This latest ensemble of black shoestring teddy revealed massive cleavage and nipple action. Flesh displayed all the way down her front to her G-string panties. She chose to buy two sets. Black and royal blue! Cashing out at the register she got away with under $200.00. Not bad!

“Radio Shack?”

“Not just yet. Let’s get you some heels.”

“Stiletto?”

“Don’t kill yourself.”

“I’ll get used to them. I want to be as sexy as possible for Damian.”

“For guys in general.”

“Them too!”

Making their way through the mall she spotted a shoe store simply called “HEEL!!!” Yep! Three exclamation points! The name could not be anymore forthright! Within she discovered a pair of stiletto heels she adored. She laughed at herself dangling them in front of Joe. “Dare I break a leg? A cast isn’t very sexy.”

“Be careful. I’ll catch your fall. I like those lacing up the calf style you see dancers wear.”

“Do they sell those here?” A directed point across the aisle she smiled vibrantly. “Ooo! Thigh high leather in red. I figured we might need to find this kind at Pony’S EXpress.”

“You can.”

A feminine voice spoke out as she walked around a shelving unit. Up stepped a busty redhead wearing black leather pants and a bustier with laces up front that offered a tight fit of her bulbous mounds. Joe immediately stared right at her overly revealing breasts. “I bought my bustier out there. Pony’S EXpress is our biggest competitor. They sell more revealing out at the Mare House than I’m wearing. If you’re unfamiliar Mare House is the store at Pony’S EXpress.” Both of the Palmer’s found the name amusing.

“I know, right! The M in Mare is an upside-down W. Warehouse to Marehouse. That was pretty slick marketing, I think. I bought a few from there that really show off my tits. I just wear them to work. No mall owners complaining thus far.” She laughed! “I’m Lyta, let me know if I can help you with anything.” It was her turn to stare down at Joe’s erection. A wiggle of her brows she played bashful, chin on her shoulder. “So not!” She read their mind.

“Now I really want to shop there.” Candi giggled! “The more skin the better.”

“A floosy after my own heart.” Lyta smirked! “With a body like yours I can see why. Digging the cutoff denim.”

“My husband wants me to dress in as little as possible.” Joe just let Candi ramble.

“My boyfriend is the same way. If I could wear less here I would. Even if this store belongs to my dad, he won’t let me go near as risqué as I’d like. I keep telling him it would boost business if I could, which is why I snuck one on like today, to prove my point.” She shook her tits at Joe. “Now Jeremy’s dad if he was the owner, I’d be naked. TMI? Don’t care!” She laughed! “Go with the red thigh highs.”

“Okay! Size eights?” Locating them on the shelf Lyta passed over a box. Candi then took a seat on a bench to try them on. While she did Joe admired the calf laced heels. Finding a size 8 on his own he brought those over too.

“So, Lyta! Ever been inside the club part of Pony’S?”

“Oh, yeah! Jeremy takes me there all the time. I’ve even danced a few amateur nights just for kicks and tips.”

“Place busy on a Thursday afternoon?”

“It’s always busy. The club might not be the fanciest in St. Louis, but it goes totally nude and believe it or not the girls working there are actually hot. I’m bi so yes I look.”

“Would they let me dance today?” Candi had her boots on and was struggling to stand. Joe and Lyta teamed up to assist her. “Not as easy as I thought. How do women walk in these things.” Once on her feet they babied her in step like training squeals. “Don’t let go.” She busted up.

“It gets easier just wear them a lot at home. Red looks amazing on you.”

“Says the bi redhead.” Joe chuckled!

“Hey, I look good on every guy, girl too! Who would jump at the chance to amaze blondie here by the way.”

“Oh! I’m Candi.”

“Yummy!”

“Busy later tonight?” Candi brainstormed! “I’m making a porno for my hubby stationed over in Iraq. Here’s your chance.”

“Wow! Seriously? I’d have to check with Jeremy but ... I’m pretty sure once he saw you, he’d love to see me eating your muff.”

“Is he the jealous type?”

“Lord no! We’re swingers.”

“Can Jeremy fuck me?”

“I’d let him. Can I fuck the father-in-law?” Lyta winked at Joe.

“That could be arranged.” Joe grinned! “She’ll take the boots and these lace ones if they fit her.” Candi marched off on her own walking around the shoe shelving aisles. Once she vanished Joe took a crazy risk and grabbed Lyta drawing him to his chest. “Anal tonight!”

“I’ll bring the lube.” She intentionally palmed his erection. “Big boy!”

“Balls deep!”

“I might leave my man if you’re that good.” She giggled! “Where, when, and phone number.”

“Stickett Inn up the road. Room 33! I’ll text you a time once I see how long we stay at Pony’S EXpress. I’m hoping to film Candi on stage for my son.”

“Nice! The owner Pony is actually pretty cool. Pays off the POPO to turn a cheek for a slap or ten to the girls.”

“Good to know! Go grab your cell.”

Stepping away just as Candi returned Lyta Copper went to the service counter. Before anything she texted her man Jeremy as an early head’s up. It took him two minutes to reply with, “Got a pic?” Smirking she wrote back with, “Give me a few. I want this girl Baby.” Red was Riding her hood! Touching it through her pants but close enough.

Joe had Candi try on the laced heels and left her to tie them. No others in the store currently Joe met back up with Lyta. “Ready for digits?”

“36-24-26! She laughed!

“Nine inches!”

“Fuck me!” She dropped her jaw! “My man is that big too.”

“That’s the plan.” He then recited his phone number. “Call that number and I’ll add it to my contacts.” Done! As it rang once she hung up and let Joe do the rest but did give him the correct spelling of her full name.

“Can I ask a favor? Jeremy wants a pic of Candi.”

“Dressing room?”

“It’s a shoe store.” She giggled! “Backroom!”

“I’ll watch the store; you take her in back and take nudes together. Send them to me and Jeremy. Oh, and take your register key in case you don’t trust me.”

“Cameras cover the enemy.” She smirked! “You Sir are not the enemy. Besides, my dad would hunt you down if you stole even a pack of shoelaces.”

“No worries!”

“Do I look like a Viking?” Candi stepped out in her laced heels. “I love these, Daddy Joe.”

“Follow Lyta. Take a nude pic or five together for Jeremy and I.” Lyta in reaction motioned Candi to follow.

“Wait for me! Eeee!” Candi felt like Frankenstein on roller skates and laughed her ass off at each swaying step she took. While the girls disappeared into the backroom Joe took time to gather the red boots and the box for the laced heels and moved them to the cashier station. Eying his cellphone clock Joe noted that it was the end of Kevin’s school day.

“Kev should be replying to my earlier text. I sure hope Niles will keep his word and keep the ladies out of trouble. As fun as this is to control those bitches, I don’t want to be the one to see them lose their jobs and end up with a bad rep. Exposing themselves to younger students wasn’t smart. All it might take is for one of them to tell a parent and it could create a firestorm. I guess we just see how it goes. The ladies already know what they did was a risk and were still going along with it. Kev’s party tonight won’t help matters.” Grumbling to himself with indecision Joe heard his cell ping. “There’s my boy.”

Reading Kevin’s reply was simple. “We won’t trash Candi’s home. It’s just the football team and the whores. Anything you want me to do to them for you?”

“I’ll let you know later. I have an idea for right this second though. Go on home and get ready.”

“Later, Pop!”

Once Kevin was out of the way he shot a text to Principal Niles Long. Seated in his office mulling over the insanity of the day Niles lifted his cell from his desk and looked at the message. “Palmer again!” Opened, the text read. “We still good Buddy?” to which Niles replied, “Edgy but I’m loyal.”

“Thanks again. I owe you big. I need you to do one more thing before you call it a day.”

“Dare I ask?” Niles shook his head while watching students passing by his opened office door. Kevin Palmer along with Brent and Roger did pause to offer Niles a vivid thumbs up amongst them before leaving.

“Call Bloom, Gomez, and Porter to your office. Close your door once they’re inside then text me when you’re seated. Trust me!”

“Always will, Palmer. Let me page them before they go on home.” Text sent he fired up the PA system tied into his land line phone. “Miss Bloom, Miss Gomez, and Miss Porter please stop by my office before you leave.”

At her desk all alone for once and fondling her monstrous exposed breasts Yolanda Bloom heard the echo and trembled. She quickly pulled her dress back over her chest covering her nipples. So much for alone time!

“Oh, God! Niles has changed his mind. He must have viewed the exterior cameras and saw what Joe did to Raine and I before school started. Although Colleen ... well, she and I played over lunch, so this has to be about us going forward. Remain calm!” She fanned her features and grabbed her purse. “Please let this all turn out in our favor.”

Colleen Porter’s classroom down the hall, Yolanda took the time to see if she were still in her room. As a substitute teacher she had no reason to overstay her welcome. Luckily, the petite younger blonde was still there. Caught by surprise Yolanda saw her painting her toenails. “I’m not the only girl to do that in school.” She giggled! “I wonder what Niles wants.”