When we lived in this small town the only boutique shop was a small one owned by this couple. The woman was always there, the husband, Alan, had a regular job so he only showed up to help her. I didn't care for the guy, he was pushy in a sometimes obnoxious way.
Anyway, my wife would shop there, it was walking distance from our house and she liked there styles.One day when I came from work she was a little miffed, I asked what was wrong and she said "I don't want to make a big deal about it, but I went to the shop to buy a swimsuit and Alan saw my bare boobs, I'm not going back there until June gets back".
She was trying to transition back to two piece suits from having a baby, when she was pregnant she wore tank suits. She said she grabbed a few suits and took them to the dressing room, she stripped down to her panties, was trying on tops, she looked in the mirror and the louvered door had partially opened. Alan was standing there looking at her almost nude body, she said she did a hand bra, said "go away" and slammed the door shut.
He said "I'm sorry, I just was going to ask if you wanted more suits to try and the door opened".
I offered to go clean his clock, but she said "no, but I am going to complain to June, she'll kick him in the crotch."
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