Rachelle Vaughn

Watch Me

Chapter One

Lana felt a tingling sensation at the back of her neck. That inkling of a feeling that told her someone was watching her.

It was a relatively quiet Tuesday night at the Red Valley Mall and Lana was left to entertain herself at the lingerie store where she worked.

The only people around weren’t even technically people, but the mannequins in the front window. Sometimes Lana wished she was a mannequin displayed in the window for people to ogle on their way by. She wouldn’t mind people looking her over, their eyes grazing across her flesh. She’d love to watch women’s eyes widen at her risque lingerie and watch men’s eyes turn dark with lust as their pants bulged.

Speaking of watching, Lana definitely felt someone’s eyes on her. It appeared she didn’t have to be on display in the window in order to be admired after all.

Someone was watching her. She just knew it. Someone was raking their eyes up and down her spine, creating shivers from her neck all the way down to her ankles.

Lana put down the panties she was folding and faked a stretch. She turned from side to side to inconspicuously see who was behind her.

Nope. No one was in the store. Which was strange because Lana’s gut feelings were usually spot — on. Her intuition had yet to fail her and right now her instincts were telling her she had an admirer. It could be someone out in the mall; a shopper sitting on a bench in the concourse or someone who worked in one of the nearby stores. The possibilities were endless and frankly Lana didn’t mind having an audience one bit.

If anything, t he feeling was invigorating. Lana felt herself start to move differently. Swish her hair behind her shoulder. Run her hand sensually down her neck. Glide her tongue across her lips.

She became more aware of her body. How her butt must look to whoever was watching. How it must sway when she walked around the store.

Lana lazily arched her back to stretch her muscles, causing her breasts to thrust out. She debated bending over and giving her watcher a better look at her ass. Don’t be silly, she scolded herself. There probably wasn’t even anyone paying attention to her. But what if there was?