You knew you had to get to the store, get in and out, and get back home. Company was coming but you wanted a good video to have on hand before they got there. As you entered the store and looked around, you couldn't believe your eyes. It had been awhile since you were in here, but now it had gotten 50 times bigger. So many more to choose from, wow.
As you stand there looking at it all, I walk up to you and ask if I may help you find something. You look at me. Suddenly your eyes light up and you remember me. We had met in a chat room at one time and sent pictures back and forth to each other. Sure you say, and tell me that you would like something really sexy and x-rated. I smile and tell you to follow me. Of course you do, and I lead you to the back section where there is only 1 other guy looking at the videos. As I turn to ask if there was anything specific you were thinking about, I notice that you are watching my legs. I am wearing a mini skirt so I am not surprised. Your eyes finally start to wander up my body, but land on my breasts. I am smiling to myself, thinking of all the possibilities.
Suddenly your head jerks up and your eyes meet mine. I catch myself actually blushing and you give a short laugh. I look around for the other man and find that he has gone now and we are alone. You look around too and come to the same conclusion; we are indeed alone in this section. You look back at me and our eyes meet. We look deeply into each other and find mutual lust lurking inside one another.
You take a step closer to me as I, at the same time, take a step towards you. As we meet, our arms go around each other in a not so innocent embrace. You whisper sweet things in my ear that you know turn me on. I smile and lean back a little to see your eyes. The want I have in my own eyes are reflected in yours. You lean forward and as our tongues play you reach down and grip my ass, pulling me even closer. Your hands then slip on down to the hem of my skirt and I feel it rising. My hands are around your neck, running my fingers through your hair. When you hands get to where my panties should be you let out a groan of pleasure to find I have none on.