"Too pink" Amber says pushing the thrill pink cocktail dress away. She was searching for a sexy dress to wear to a party later that afternoon but so far everything she'd found wasn't right. "Gross" She says pushing away the triangle printed dress.
"Can I help you?" a male assistant asks seeing Amber fretting over the dresses.
"No," She says waving him away without looking at him. She had no time to talk to him. That's all they shop assistants ever wanted, they liked to talk and look down at her boobs while she spoke. A few dresses later she pulls over a daring dark purple dress and admires it.
She smiles at the dress. 'Perfect,' she thinks taking the dress towards the change rooms. She glances behind her at the assistant and nearly stops walking. He was sexy, with a strong chest, a fire o'clock shadow over his jaw and dark grey eyes that seemed to see through her clothes as he looked at her. She turns her back to him, trying not to think about what would be under the young man's clothing.
She walks into a changing stall and dresses quickly, wanting to put a show on for the sexy guy outside. She wanted him to want her, she feels herself being turned on at the thought of him looking at her lustfully.
She walks out, swaying her hips so he would focus on her curvy waist. Amber spins around to look in the mirror outside the change rooms. With only three gold colored chains connecting the cleavage together it'd show she wasn't wearing a bra. The bodice of her dress was covered in artful slashes to show of her flat stomach's skin and her dress barely covered her ass since it was so short.
But that's not what she was looking at; behind her in the mirror was the man. He was looking at her ass, something hungry made his eyes darken as he stares at her long, exposed legs.
She moves her ass from side to side, seeing his reaction. Amber smiles slyly at seeing him pants tighten and she wondered what he was thinking.
An idea pops into Amber's head and she walks towards the changing rooms, playing it out in her head. She closes the door for a full minute before opening the door, still in the dress. The assistant was behind the desk, looking down at something. She glances around, realizing they were they only two in the shop at suck an hour. "Hay," She calls out to him.
"Need help with something?" he says looking up, slightly startled.
"I can't seem to get the zipper down," Amber says acting as innocent as possible. "You wouldn't mind unzipping me do you?" she says pulling her curly ash blond hair to the side and showing him the zipper.
"Of course," he says smiling at her before fumbling from behind his desk. She smiles back at him, her eyes darting down to the bulge in his pants and images him stroking himself as she stood in the change rooms waiting for the perfect time.
She feels herself getting turned on at the thought. "What's your name? I'm Amber," she muses as he makes his way towards her.
"Jordan," he replies looking at the young woman's body in front of him. She had wicked curves and smooth, unblemished skin that was begging to be touched. He feels his pants tighten further at the thought. If he wasn't careful he was going to force himself onto her. Then again, she didn't appear to be worried about that, she had positioned herself with legs slightly apart –making him think of her thighs – and she had pushed out her chest, as if to make out that she wasn't wearing a bra even more clear. She was almost begging for it.
The guy's cool fingers slide over her back and she looks over her shoulder at him. The zipper slides down easy with a small opening sound as it unfastened. "Oop's" Amber laughs trying to sound sheepish as the dress slides down to her ankles. She hears the man's breath catch as he looks down at her bare back.
Jordan almost groans as she leans down to grab the dress off the floor. He G-string had disappeared between her ass firm ass cheeks and he could her smooth back which begging to be reached around so he could grasp her breasts. But even more then that her ass was rubbing against his already hard dick. He refuses to reach for his throbbing length.
Amber stands up, satisfied at feeling his hard pole pressing against her ass cheek. But now a new desire had surfaced. She turns around, the dress forgotten at her feet. "I want you to fuck me senseless," she says unable to resist grabbing his dick through his pants. He groans at the touch, and lets her massages it. It felt big under his pants but she wanted to see how big it was outside.
Amber unbuttons his pants, watching his face as he groans and pushes his hips toward her. She unzips his fly and jerks the jeans around his ankles, so aroused she didn't care about taking it slow. Next down was his underwear which he quickly kicks off without having to be asked. She grabs his shaft, admiring the thick, hard dick in from of her face. Amber takes it in her mouth, sucking him hard.
