He knocked on the door. "Lingerie department? How can I help you?"
Mrs. Johnson spun around, her face bright red with embarrassment. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed, grabbing a nearby robe to cover herself.
As he beat a hasty retreat, John couldn't help but wonder how his day could get any worse. the lingerie salesman s worst nightmare new
As he was restocking the shelves, he received a call from one of the dressing rooms. "Um, excuse me?" a timid voice said. "I think I need some help in here."
Worse still, she was standing in front of the mirror, completely naked, with one stocking caught on a hook and the other dangling limply down her leg. He knocked on the door
John had been selling lingerie for over a decade. He knew everything there was to know about bras, panties, and corsets. He could size a woman up in seconds and recommend the perfect set of lingerie to make her feel confident and beautiful.
And that's when he saw her.
Not just any customer, but Mrs. Johnson, the wife of his boss.