I stand tall in front of the fancy, silver framed mirror. While my back facing the locked door which separates the two of us.
I cannot stop my eyes from exploring my reflection. My dark brown hair curls as it falls halfway down my back; stopping just above my round ass. I lock onto my facial features, hazel eyes and rosy lips which are slightly turned up forming a soft smirk. My eyes continue to roam and oh my how the tight, black dress hugs my curves. The low v-neck stops just above my belly button meaning wearing a bra is out of the question. However, it lightly pushes my breasts together to form the perfect amount of cleavage..
-cough-cough-
I'm brought back from my thoughts by the sound of your cough. As i walk towards the door i cannot help but laugh, i know you'll like this outfit. I simply wonder how much.
-click-
Unlocking the dressing room door i open it wide and slightly step outside. Your eyes roam my body, taking in every curve. I cannot help but feel a little insecure. However, i keep my head high and slightly turn. Your eye lock onto my ass, i watch your Adams apple move as you lick your lips.
"Zip me up, please" I softly whisper.
Your finger tips softly run down my back, causing a shiver to release from within. Instead of zipping up the dress your hand rises into the air before sharply meeting my ass. I bite my lip trying to hold in my whimper of pleasure, but you know your effect on me.
You quickly look round before pushing me back within the dressing room. You follow behind and look the door as that beautiful rests upon your face.
"Be serious, i need to know if you like it" I try to follow my own rule - by being serious - however how can i when i feel the need between my thighs.
Instead of responding you grab my hand, before i question your motives you place my palm again your growing bulge; which is hidden beneath your clothing.