Page 7 of British Daddy to Go
“Above and below, Maggie!” Roger shouts into my ear. “You have to measure above and below the hips for the best fitting slacks!”
“Roger, I think Maggie’s doing a brilliant job, don’t you?”
“Well, yes, I suppose she is.” Somehow, Roger is developing a British accent of his own. I resist the urge to roll my eyes. “I’m just keeping an eye on her, you know. This suit is for a special occasion, and we have a reputation to uphold.”
Sean places a hand on Roger’s shoulder. “Your reputation is in good hands with this one, I can tell. Why don’t you leave Maggie and me to it?”
Roger scrunches his brow. “Oh, I don’t think…”
“Roger, I’m sure the rest of the store could use your acute attention, don’t you think?” My boss continues to hesitate. “Maggie can do this, Roger. You should check in on everyone else. If we need you, we’ll come find you.”
Roger sighs. There’s no argument he can make to justify staying here with us. Finally, he moves to leave.
“I’ll leave you to it!” Roger trills.
He bows a few more times and heads for the sales floor. Sean laughs once Roger is out of earshot.
“I truly thought that man would never leave me alone. A strange rabbit he is.”
“I only just met him, but he can be a bit… eccentric. He cares about the business, that’s for sure,” I tell Sean. “He’s a good boss so far.”
Sean remains quiet, so I get back to work. Unfortunately, we only have a few measurements left. Not only does this mean my time with sexy Sean is almost over, but these are the worst measurements.
My nervousness must be clear because Sean puts a gentle hand on my shoulder. I kneel down in front of him with my measuring tape in hand.
“Do you, um… Well, I need to ask…” I sigh. “Do you hang left or right?” I finally ask.
Sean chuckles. “Left, darling.”
I didn’t even need to ask. My face is level with exactly where he hangs, and he hangs heavily. His large penis is tight against his pants. Has it been like that the whole time I was measuring him?
My cheeks burn. I’ve never blushed so much in my life! Well, I’ve also never been this close to a man in my life. My parents have kept me sheltered. Even when I do go out, I’m far too shy to talk to a guy, let alone kneel in front of him…
“Enjoying the view?” Sean jokes. I jump back, tumbling off of the pedestal and onto the floor. “Goodness, darling, are you okay?”
“Yeah, sorry. You startled me.”
“It’s okay, love. I didn’t mean to frighten you.”
I climb back up to finish the measurements and leave before I embarrass myself further. My hands are shaking even worse than they were before. I try to stay as far away from his left side as possible, but I have to get his length… I mean, the length of his leg… still.
“You can get a little closer, darling.”
I startle again, but this time I don’t fall. “I’d love to,” tumbles from my mouth before I can stop it.
Sean laughs. “I think we’d both like that.”
My legs stand on their own. Are we flirting? I’ve never flirted before. My heart flutters with excitement.
“You’re beautiful, Maggie,” Sean says, lowering his deep voice to barely a whisper.
“No, I’m not.”
“You are.” He tangles a hand gently in my unruly curls. “I saw you behind that curtain and knew I wanted to get to know you. But first…”
Sean’s head bends forward until our lips meet. I’m new at this, so new that I’ve never been close to a kiss before, but somehow, I know what to do. I attach my mouth to his eagerly.
He intensifies the kiss with his tongue, causing me to moan. Sean chuckles into my lips. “Darling, perhaps we should go somewhere a bit more private?”