Marco slanted his eyes a little, giving a flirtatious look at the female employee. “Well, I couldn’t just let you get a free pass to see all this, it takes time to get this good. And from what I can tell, you look like your hiding something good from me too.” The employee blushed a little, he couldn’t believe this was working. She piped up, nervously, “You still can’t just take the clothes off the shelf you know, you gotta pay for it.” She didn’t dare look him in the eye, lest she get even more flustered. Marco picked up on this immediately and placed a paw on her hand, “What’s your name, miss?” Her face turned tomato red as she was getting even more flustered by his touch. “L-L-L-Layla. Layla Loveheart.” She didn’t kept her hands on her face as Marco leaned in closer to her. “Nice to meet you miss Loveheart. I understand the problem, but is there anything you can give me to wear. People might get the wrong idea if I walk out wearing nothing.” She paused for a second, peeking at him through her fingers. Marco turned his ass towards her and started to unbutton the pants when Layla chimed in, “Hold it! Hold on! Don’t strip yet!” As she took off outside of the office room full speed, Marco took a minute to think. He really just got away with stealing clothes from all the rom-com lines he watched as Marina. Huh.
Layla came back with a box in hand. “You can wear these, but I want to see you change.” Marco stood there for a minute, thinking it over. “I guess that’s fair, where should I start, Ms. Voyeur?” Busted. She turned around ashamed to face him again. “If, if it’s not too awkward, could you please.” She had a camera ready, hand already heading toward her crotch. Marco began slowly stripping out of the shirt and threw it towards her. She reached under her skirt and panties to reach her pussy and started fingering herself. Marco slowly unbuttoned and unzipped the pants, wiggling his ample rear for her. He slid the pants out of the way, dancing for her. Then came the up close and personal. He took off his undershirt and rubbed his nipples, it worked when he was a chick, why wouldn’t it work now? Sure enough as he got more seductive, his cock started to poke out. He made sure to get closer to Layla for this part, as she was close to orgasming at this point. He put both thumbs on the waistband of his underwear and pulled them down little by little, showing more and more of his cock, until it flung right out of his undies and right in front of Layla. This took her over the edge as she curled up and contracted, keeping her hand in her pussy as she came. Marco’s knot didn’t even come out and she had already cum once. Layla had to catch her breath and give her hand a break. Marco was now completely nude and erect.
“So do I get the clothes now?” Marco gave her a few minutes to get herself together before asking. Layla got up from the floor and cleaned herself up. “Yes, of course. Thank you for indulging me. You may take these and go.” Marco tried on the clothes in the box. A perfect yet professional fit, which took him by surprise. Marco would look better than his boss at this point. “Many thanks to you Ms. Loveheart, I owe you for this.” He rushed out of the store as quick as he could to get back to the office. After getting into the elevator to go back to his floor, he felt inside his pockets and saw a card with an L, a heart, and a phone number. Marco thought that Layla wasn’t quite done with him yet. He was much more successful getting dates than Marina ever got close to. After sneaking back into the office undetected, Marco took a minute and check over the files in his computer. Back to work he went...