The mall is crowded, filled with people rushing around. No one is smiling and I am beginning to feel depressed. I am shopping for a wedding gift for a special friend who I have known since my college days. She and her fiance are both good friends, but I am having trouble deciding what to buy. I'm sure they do not want another toaster, or a dreaded punch bowl.
I spot a small lingerie shop and decide to check it out. 'A sexy nightie might make a great gift,' I thought, 'Something to spice up their bedroom.'
As I walk into the shop, I notice that it was nearly empty. A couple off to the side looks at bras and panties.
I approach the saleswoman, glancing down at her name tag. Her low cut dress shows off a nice bit of cleavage. She catches me looking and smiles. I have no idea what her name is, my eyes drawn to the creamy curves of her lovely breasts.
"May I help you, sir?" she asks.
Looking at her name tag again, I answer, "Yes, Sabrina. I'm looking for a wedding gift for a very good friend who I have known for years."
Sabrina leads me to the back of the store where she starts showing me some very sexy nighties. "What size is you friend?" I stare at her breasts and smile. "About my size, sir?" I nod my head in agreement. "If you like, I can model some of these for you so you can get an idea of how they will look on your friend."
Sabrina looks down at the bulge growing in the front of my pants. My rapidly growing cock is doing the talking.. I cannot speak. She slips into the changing booth and appears a minute later wearing the sexy black lace nightie that she picked out. My hard cock threatens to rip my pants open. She looks at me and then herself. "Oh, my!" she exclaims, "I was in such a rush I forgot to put on the matching panties."
She knees down in front of me and slowly unfastens my belt and pants. She pulls down my zipper, then grabs my pants and boxers and jerks them down with one quick tug. My rigid cock springs up and slaps her cheek causing her to giggle. "I can see you like the nightie, sir."