I found myself sitting out in the changing room of a department store one Tuesday morning. You had decided this was the perfect time to go shopping for some new clothes. I wouldn't know one way or another, so there I was reading. Idly flipping through a magazine someone else had thoughtfully left for other poor souls like me.
You chattered away while you tried on the clothes you had taken in with you. Commenting on this or that pair of jeans, the color of a certain shirt. I had yet to see any of them though, so I waited. Then, I heard the latch of the door open and out you stepped.
As I looked up at you, you favored me with a twirl, displaying yourself. You had on a very tight pair of jeans, that accentuated your numerous and wonderful curves. My eyes slowly traced upward from your shapely calves to your deliciously plump thighs, and finally to your magnificent ass. I couldn't help but notice how well those jeans displayed your ass, as if it needed any help to be so tempting.
"Do these make my ass look big?" you said over your shoulder to me, flashing me that million dollar smile that drove me crazy.
"Wonderfully so," I said, not even trying to hide the fact I was admiring the great view.
"Oh really?" you replied, with a gleam of mischief in your eyes.
As I stood, I grabbed your hips and pulled you back against me. Even if I had wanted to, I couldn't have hid my growing erection from you. You gasped and tried to act embarrassed, but I knew you where proud of the effect you had on me. I slide my hands across your taut stomach, and reached up to cup your perky tits.
You moaned quietly and started grinding your ass against my now fully erect cock. I let my hot breath caress your ear and neck, while I played with your hard nipples. I could feel your hands rubbing against my thighs, as you tried to restrain yourself.
