Power To Wish Part 3: Meeting Ana

A short while later, I made it to the mall, where the first of my plans would take place.

I wish any wealthy women in the mall would introduce themselves to me and tell me how much they earn, I thought. Two women walked up to me smiling. The first woman had a nice enough but plain face, with shoulder length brown hair. She was about my height, was a bit chubby but not quite fat, with her large tits hidden by an oversized sweater. “Hi there, this is a bit weird, but I felt the urge to talk to you and tell you about myself. My name is Mary, I work in finance, and I earn $200,000 a year.” That was quite lot for someone in my city! “Thank you Mary, it’s nice to meet you” I said, and turned to the other woman. She was shorter than Mary, with long blonde hair and a beautiful smile. She was wearing a casual dress that showed off her slim body, but without revealing too much. She spoke with a faint accent: “My name is Anastasia, and I don’t work as such, but my husband works in property and he provides me with a generous allowance.” Perfect. I wish Anastasia would do anything I tell her to do, and enjoy doing it. “Nice to meet you Ana, let’s go shopping”. She smiled and linked arms with me, walking with me towards our first destination – a small sex shop in a corner of the mall.

As we walked in to the shop, I saw her eyes move across the shelves of lingerie and other sexy outfits. “Would you like some new outfits today?” I asked. She smiled and nodded yes.

I wish the staff would close the shop for us, I thought. The two staff members, a guy who looked in his late 20s and a girl with red hair who looked to be in her early 20s, got up, locked the door, and closed the shutters.

“Find a few outfits you like and model them for me”, I told Ana. She browsed the shelves for a few minutes, chose a few outfits, and headed into the changing room. I heard the rustling of her clothes as she stripped out of her dress and into the first outfit she’d picked up.

She stepped out of the changing room and my mouth fell open. She’d chosen a sheer dress with a black thong underneath, the dress being low enough to show her ample cleavage and short enough to show off her long smooth legs. She looked stunning – classy, but sexy and hinting at what lay beneath. I saw the staff were looking over at her and thinking the same thing.

The next time she came out of the changing room, she was wearing a matching set of lingerie – purple and lacy, showing off her body in the perfect way, making her tits look incredible. I couldn’t wait to see what her next outfit was.

The final outfit was the polar opposite of the first. It wasn’t classy at all, just slutty and sexy.