I was amazed and hadn't planned it this way, but the mirror on the opposite side of the room gave me almost complete room visibility in its reflection if someone moved out of line with the hole.
The owner came in one day complaining about the losses at another of his stores and observed that our own losses had dropped dramatically. After he'd complained about the cost and difficulty with possible lawsuits from installing a video system in each store he'd asked what we were doing . I thought for a moment and showed him what I'd done. He thought it was a great idea and then gave us orders. Only a person of the same gender as a customer inside could watch what was happening. But he winked at me as he left the store.
Nancy had quietly watched everything and when he'd left she came up and slapped me. Not really hard, but I felt it. She'd been trying on clothes every day since she started work over a year ago. She'd also try on lingerie, which is a no-no in our State for health reasons. Several times I'd watched her and it was arousing. Even very much more so when she'd linger with her hands or masturbate. I'd seen every part of her body now many times, but she wasn't my type, any more than every girl is my type.
After that Nancy would watch the guys and I'd watch the gals. We'd talk about what we'd seen and enjoyed, and Nancy started trying things on in the backroom instead of the dressing room and did it right in front of me. One particular afternoon she'd noticed how interested I was and insisted that she watch me change. Actually she insisted that I strip right there in the open and fondle myself in repayment of what I'd done much earlier. She'd said what I had was nice, even exciting and even worthwhile. But I was not her type. She said she might kick me out of bed, but would never let me get off the floor before she'd had her fill. We were both more at-ease with each other after that and became good friends. We even enjoyed a few exercising afternoons when she'd broken off with a different boyfriend and she was feeling horny.
But today was my turn. You carried the lacy stuff up to the counter and asked to use the dressing room. I looked at your selections and told you that the State didn't allow trying on or returning lingerie after the packages had been opened. All the time I was talking I was picturing you in and out of the stuff as you changed. You answered back that you were buying, but wanted to see what it looked and felt like and that you might choose to wear some of it as you left. I rang up the stuff and escorted you to the dressing room. Nancy was back at the front counter and could handle anyone that came in while I was gone.
After closing the curtain, I stepped through the open doorway into the back room and waited for a moment before sliding the paper out of the way. You had slipped off your blouse and were selecting a bra. And then you unclasped and removed the one you were wearing. Your large, erect pink nipples were set in an arousing darker pink and I watched as you massaged the area where the underwire had been riding. You lifted and cupped your breasts and turned to study them from every angle. They were everything I'd wanted and I yearned to touch, taste and pleasure them. My cock was rigid and I removed it through the already opened zipper in my pants.
I watched each bra being tried on and fitted as the cups filled.