| Nicolette's At the outskirts of the town of Westborough, in the tiniest little strip mall imaginable stood a dress and lingerie shop known simply by the name Nicolette's. It had been there for nearly 20 years and had been successful almost since the beginning, despite the near-idiocy of its location. One would be hard-pressed to say exactly why. The mall itself was run down and offered few amenities to its consumers. Only the people who lived close frequented it. There were several larger lingerie stores closer to the main part of town, including both a Victoria's Secret and a La Vie En Rose. One needn't have bothered to go to Nicolette's store to purchase bras and panties. Yet Nicolette's monthly take rivaled that of the other two stores and she often beat them. People gossiped about how that happened? All sorts of rumors swirled about. One thing that all agreed on was the fact that women weren't swarming to get in the door at Nicolette's. In fact, the only three ways one could get into her store were by appointment, by invitation or by being a prior customer. The latter worked best in her favor. Practically every woman who ever visited Nicolette's wished to return and did so for years after. Few people had as many loyal patrons as Nicolette Fontaine. Nicolette had only been 19 when she opened the store; she had not yet approached the summer of her 40th birthday. A stunning woman whose beauty defied description. Many tried and most failed. Her skin was the shade of copper, her hair was long and wavy and had been both brunette and blonde and in between. Her breasts rode high and proud upon her lithe form and she had legs that were not only sleek and toned, but as sexy as any magazine model's. Indeed, in the earliest days of her store, Nicolette had worn many of the items she sold in the photos she had taken for her brochures and catalogs. All of the other girls that posed were compensated for their time and were equally lovely. The camera loved them all. Two of Nicolette's earliest models had been beautiful blonde Tori Leigh and her friend Christine Spencer, who everyone called Chrissy. The young women remained friends of Nicolette's and still posed for the odd photo when they found the time. Mothers brought their daughters to buy prom dresses and pretty lingerie to wear under those dresses. Many of the girls were ill at ease over their first big event, unsure of what to expect and worried that they might make a bad choice. Some of the mothers would give Nicolette a knowing look. Once that looked passed between them, Nicolette knew that she and her girls had the all-clear to help soothe the pretty girl by whatever means necessary. No girl ever left Nicolette's store a bundle of nerves. Not even once, it never happened. "Cheryl? Where are you, my little darling?" Nicolette called out to her daughter in her native tongue. She had insisted all three of her daughters learn the language for times where she wanted to communicate with them privately. "I'm in the back mother, changing into my New Year's ensemble," Cheryl called out to her mother. "I will be out in a few minutes." Nicolette smiled. Her in-store New Year's Eve parties were legendary and very exclusive, by invitation only. This would be the first one her youngest daughter would be attending and she knew that the pretty brunette wanted to make a good impression. They had several hours before the party began yet Cheryl was like her mother in one regard. She fussed over every little detail. Cheryl emerged from the changing rooms and her mother smiled brightly. Cheryl was dressed as a witch but if one looked closely, she was far from the typical witch. To begin with, her outfit was made up entirely of tight PVC and the bodice ended under the girl's pert breasts. The skirt was scandalously short and an observer could see the expensive, glittery black stockings the girl wore. The 5'9" girl was wearing 3" heels and her makeup gave her the naughtiest of looks. If the girl went out in public like that, the little 15-year old might have gotten herself in a world of trouble. "You look delicious in that darling, I could eat you up," Nicolette said to her daughter. "You should have a black cat to go with the outfit." "That's all been taken care of mother, but it doesn't surprise me you thought of it," the girl smiled, giving her mother a peck on the lips. "You're so thorough, like you were with Susan last week." "Poor petite was so nervous, but I thought she would make a lovely bridesmaid and I told her so," Nicolette smiled. "After I was able to calm her down, we managed to find her some lovely things. I'm sure the bridal shower next week will turn into a lovely event," she said. "Oh, I know it will," Cheryl replied. "Did you know that her mother, Colette, invited me to the shower as well?" "No, I did not. Are you planning to attend?" "What do you think?" As Colette was a 6' tall redhead who had been a high fashion model in Paris, Nicolette knew the answer to that question. "Are my sisters coming tonight, mother?" "Yes. Tina should be here shortly and Anna is bringing a new friend. There will be twenty of us tonight, I have wine chilling and Elle offered to cater the food. Her daughter Angel is coming this year, she is old enough. I think there will likely be about 20 of us this year, although I invited a few more than that. Some of our – customers – have said they will try to drop by to say hello," Nicolette said with an enigmatic smile her daughter knew all too well. The final secret to Nicolette's success, in case our dear readers have not assessed this already, is that her customers are her lovers. Hers and any of her staff they may choose to play with. A customer was not allowed into the store until she was at least 15 and even then, only by referral. Naughty mothers came with their decadent daughters, eager to show them another side of life. Aunts brought nieces; friends brought friends and the daughters of friends. There were always pretty young things milling about Nicolette's store and sensual, mature women eager to initiate them into the ways of pleasure. There was a small area in the back that served a dual purpose, both as a changing room and as a play area. More often than not, it served the latter purpose. Nicolette had initiated all of her daughters into the ways of Sappho over the years. It had started with her oldest daughter Tina, who was now 17 and went to an exclusive private school. The half-Asian beauty was tiny but incredibly kinky and once she got up to speed, it was all that Nicolette could do to keep up with her petite darling. Tina could scratch and bite and loved anything decadent. She had several young lovers of her own who followed her around like little puppies. Tina had even seduced some supposedly "straight" girls into her bed and if their mothers found out, Tina was not above seducing them either. Tina lived for sex and its several wonderful variations. She was the product of an early affair of Nicolette's with a Taiwanese businessman who saw his daughter only a few times a year. Anna was her middle child and the only one of Nicolette's daughters who was bisexual, like Nicolette herself. A French diplomat had been her father and he flew Anna to see him a number of times throughout the year. A tall, elegant, slender blonde, 16-year old Anna had a warm, infectious nature and a penchant for slow, gentle female loving. Anna could merely walk into a room and all eyes were upon her. She didn't need them, but you rarely saw the 5'8" tall beauty without a very expensive pair of heels, none of which were paid for with her own funds. Like her older sister, Anna had a bevy of worshipers and wasn't afraid to enjoy tokens of admiration. Nicolette had enjoyed initiating all of her girls into the ways of both Sapphic and incestuous pleasures. She lived by the philosophy that it was best to learn such delights from a loving parent or relative, someone who taught you with kindness and adoration. Her tutor had been her beloved aunt, the sensual and elegant Nanette. Even today at 50, the woman still sent chills down Nicolette's spine whenever they would speak. Her pussy would moisten and her body tremble at the most delicious memories. Had Nanette not lived in France, Nicolette knew they would be lovers still. Although bi-sexual, women were Nicolette's passion. A sensual woman made her weak in the knees. A pretty young girl made her heart flutter and her pussy wet. Over the years, the sexy woman had trained many young women in the arts of pleasing another woman or girl. All of her staff were lesbians or bi-sexuals and they were as attentive to each other and Nicolette herself as they were to each other. As her daughter displayed her lovely feminine charms to her mother, Nicolette's other charming girls arrived in a whirl of giggles and kisses. Her girls got more beautiful as they aged and yet still had the looks of youth that their mother so cherished. Tina, being so petite, would always look somewhat like a little girl. There had been a change since Nicolette had last seen her oldest daughter. Tina's hair was a lovely shade of blonde and on her, it was very striking. "I felt like a change," Tina smiled as she hugged her baby sister. Nicolette assumed it was likely because a girl her daughter fancied liked blondes and so, Tina was blonde. Her oldest daughter lived to please and at times, could easily act as a sub. Her oldest daughter was dressed as a fairy princess only her costume was gauzy and very revealing. Of course it was – New Year's Eve was meant to be a celebration and what better way was there to celebrate than with the loving of a beautiful young woman? Nicolette remained calm although that was not always the easiest to do on an evening such as this. Feminine beauty surrounded her. She loved all things beautiful, nature, music and the arts. Yet it was the beauty of women and more often, young women, that was her passion. Put them all in sexy lingerie and the lovely woman was joyous beyond words. She loved the vocation she had chosen – it brought joy to so many. Elle arrived a bit after 7 PM and after sharing naughty, languid kisses with the girls, she began setting up. "Cher, you brought enough food for an army, I cannot let you spend so much money," Nicolette protested. "Please," the chestnut-haired beauty said, waving her hands. "I owe you all that and more, darling Nicolette. It was you that taught me there could be so much more to life than a dull marriage and that female beauty will always delight. Ah, speaking of delights, here is my darling Angel." Nicolette had only met Angel Summers a few times in the past and now she was taken aback by the dark abyss that were this girl's eyes. She also had the figure of a lovely woman with round, delicious boobs and a saucy derriere that was encased in a purple latex mini. "Isn't she the most delicious little slut?" Elle said of her daughter. She meant that as a compliment. "Oui, d'accord," Nicolette said and took in the full beauty of the dark-haired vision in front of her. The girl's hair was long and much darker than her mother's and hung down to her buttocks. Nicolette would make love to this vision tonight and enjoy the full taste of her sweet lips, those above and below. "I could just eat her up," Elle said of her daughter as she resumed putting out the food. "You did that last night, mother," Angel said impishly. "I'm going to go mingle, don't start anything without me." "She exhausts me," Elle confessed. "But what a way to go!" "Your husband still suspects nothing?" Nicolette asked. "No, Gerald would never suspect I've been having affairs with women and pretty girls for years now," she laughed. "He's so conventional. I've hired some cute new assistants for the business and all of them had to pass my personal inspection. My tongue was almost numb by the end of the day," she laughed. A few minutes later, one of the most beautiful young women Nicolette had ever seen entered the store. She had a sweet, beautiful face and a body that was sweet and devilish all at once. A strawberry-blonde whose face had a dusting of freckles, the girl was in a tiger-stripe top and tight black mini with white stiletto heels. Nicolette didn't know this newcomer, although she intended to rectify that sooner rather than later. "Barbara! You made it!" Anna squealed as she ran to greet the pretty new girl. Their lips met and they kissed with the passion of lovers. This was the guest Anna had invited? Oh, her daughter had chosen well, Barbara was a treasure. Anna introduced her friend to her mother. "I hear you like naughty girls," Barbara said as she stood on tip-toe for a kiss. She whispered "Anna will tell you that I'm a very naughty girl and have been since I was 13!" "How old are you now?" Nicolette asked. Given the girl's appearance, it was hard to discern. "Fifteen, but if I dress up, I can pass for eighteen," the girl said. "When Anna told me about this party, I begged her to get me invited. I volunteered to be her slave for the day, which didn't turn out too bad," she giggled. "You're all so gorgeous; I can't believe I'm really here!" "If I had known what a little treasure Anna was hiding, I would have invited you myself," Nicolette said, nuzzling the girl's neck. "I do like naughty girls and I hope you know how to use your tongue. You will be putting it to work on my pussy later." She patted the girl's firm buttocks. "Go now precious before I succumb to temptation and ravage you here!" Giggling wildly, Barbara scampered off. Her guests began arriving, some in lingerie and some in street clothes; although only by the loosest term did that definition apply. All the women were dressed sexy, to a one. Nicolette saw what her daughter Cheryl had referred to earlier. Her best friend Eva Santine, a petite brunette, was dressed entirely in a figure-hugging leather catsuit. A proper mother likely would never have let her out of the door wearing it, although Eva's mom couldn't complain. Janet Santine was over in the corner with her tongue jammed halfway down Cheryl's throat. Nicolette smiled. It rarely took long at her parties for people to start pairing up and having fun. She saw Barbara and Angel were chatting and every so often, would sneak a kiss. Did she dare experience them both at the same time? She shivered – it was her party! If she so chose, she made the rules. Elle had finished setting up the food. She dropped her coat to the ground to reveal she was wearing a sexy Merry Widow with expensive fishnet stockings – Nicolette only sold the best – and spiky red heels. "Come to me, you petite, gorgeous vixen," she said to Tina. "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time and I won't be denied any longer!" "How are you going to fuck me?" Tina teased her. "You don't have a cock!" Elle went over to her purse and pulled out a large strap-on. "I think this should do the trick, you adorable little bitch!" "Oh, yes it will," Tina squealed. "Please fuck me with that big fake cock. I'll see you later Mommy, I'm off to get fucked!" Tina and Elle found a quiet spot, although it did not stay quiet for long. Nicolette watched for a few minutes as her tiny child impaled herself on the thick dildo. More guests were arriving and there was already loud conversation, raucous laughter and the sound of lesbian sex filling the room. Nicolette looked around. There were enough people keeping an eye on things that she could afford to have some fun. She looked around and to her delight, saw Barbara and Angel were still talking and touching each other. "Would either of you care to see my private office?" Nicolette asked. The gleaming eyes of both young women answered her question. "Barbara, come with me for a minute. Angel dear, have a drink or some food. We won't be but a minute but I assure you, we will be worth the wait." Nicolette took the petite girl with her to the back room and when they emerged, her prediction was truth. Angel gasped as she saw Nicolette in a beautiful peignoir and the petite Barbara in a sexy white teddy. Nicolette took both of their hands and led them to her office. She saw more guests arrive and she motioned to Anna where she was going. Her daughter would make sure that she would not be disturbed. Anna was being fucked by Janet Santine with a vibrator while Eva ate her mother's naked pussy. In the privacy of her office, Nicolette let her now-blonde hair tumble down around her shoulders. "Who wishes to eat and who wishes to be eaten?" She smiled. The two young women looked at each other and Angel went down between Nicolette's thighs. She pushed the peignoir up and began to lick the older beauty with a skilled tongue. Nicolette motioned for Barbara and the girl straddled her face. Nicolette pulled the teddy to one side and began to lavish attention on Barbara's meticulously-trimmed box. It was moments like this that she lived for, that made her feel truly alive. Others might judge her, but here amongst her friends and family, those she loved and were her lovers, Nicolette was her true self. Her mouth got Barbara off in minutes. She and Angel switched positions and it was difficult to discern who was better, Angel or Barbara. Both were youthful and lovely. When Barbara made her cum, she let the girls play with each other while she fucked them both with an assortment of toys. Everyone was all smiles when they came out of the office. Almost all of the guests had arrived and those that weren't busy having sex were having a drink, some food or talking. Barbara and Angel really seemed to like each other and Nicolette wondered if they might become a couple. As she pondered that, Tori and Christine arrived with two someones Nicolette did not recognize. "This is my cousin Jamie Marie and her daughter, Alexa," Tori said as she introduced the two new beauties to Nicolette. "I hope you don't mind my inviting them – they're our kind of people," she winked at Nicolette. Nicolette looked at the curvy brunette mother and her gorgeous daughter, a slender, smiling blonde in spiky black stilettos. Another yummy piece of eye candy. "No, of course I don't mind," she said, kissing her dear friends. "New customers are always welcome at Nicolette's." |