John's eyes widened in shock, and he let out a little gasp.
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.
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."
There was a pause, and then the voice said, "I...I think I got my stockings caught on the hook."
Mrs. Johnson spun around, her face bright red with embarrassment. "Oh my god!" she exclaimed, grabbing a nearby robe to cover herself.