If you haven't read Part 1 and are interested in doing so, then you can visit my profile and you'll find it there.
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We had been seeing each other for two weeks. Her son had grown to like me and the three of us spent time together. After dinner he would go to bed and she would drag me to her room for a night of fun. Now that we were officially girlfriends our nights together felt more special. The kissing, fingering, clit-rubbing, breast-fondling somehow felt sacred now. Maybe I was beginning to love her.
Her husband came back at the end of July, and that meant we could no longer see each other as often as we wanted to. I was greatly disappointed, and scared of what might happen if he found out about our relationship. She kept telling me not to worry but I couldn't help being paranoid about it.
We could only see each other on Fridays and Saturdays, because that was when he believed she was out with her friends. During the week was never an option; he would make her run errands for him at random times of the day. On Sundays they spent time together as a family.
We were both miserable, we felt like we were in prison without each other. It was worse for her because he would push her around and insult her. The only times we felt free were when we were together in each other's arms or inside each other.
Her bedroom was now out of bounds for me, so we either fucked in her car or in my apartment. Our sex wasn't sad but there was certainly a different feel to it. After being deprived of each other for five or six days we found each other more attractive. We wanted to absorb as much of each other's essence as we could to keep us full for the next five or six days. After our short two to three hour sessions had finished I didn't want to shower because I would lose the scent of her perfume on my skin. I was such a mess that I kept the two strands of hair she left on my pillow one night. I wanted to take a picture of the way the light from the street lamp glowed on her bare back.
She messaged me on a Sunday night telling me she might be free during the day on Tuesday. She wanted to take me shopping, and maybe spend time at her house. I knew we were going to have sex anyway, I just didn't think it would be in a changing room.
She picked me up at 11am on Tuesday. We were going to one of the best malls in the country, which was about a half hour from my apartment. She wanted to pay for everything I planned on buying, but I told her I would bring my own money.
There was a big smile on her face when I got into her car. We stared into each other's eyes for a couple seconds before she told me that she was happy to see me. I heard and felt the emotion in her voice - and Louise hardly ever showed her emotions.
She did the traditional hand on my thigh thing while she was driving to the mall. There was some traffic so we ended up reaching our destination within forty five minutes to an hour. I didn't mind because I got to spend more time with her. Most of the feminine clothing stores were suited to her taste, so naturally we spent most of the time there.
We stopped at a jewelry store along the way. I saw they were doing piercings and I got excited, but I hated pain so I stopped myself from getting a nose piercing. After looking around the store she called me over to where the rings where. She was looking at one in particular - a simple ring with a small diamond. "I'll be getting this for you - in due time," she told me.
"Louise..."
We were staring into each other's eyes again and I was red with blushing. We were so caught up in each other that we forgot that others in the store were staring.
She held my hand while walking. I felt nervous because a couple of people were staring as they walked by us. I was a nineteen year old and she was a full grown woman in her late thirties. The hand-holding made it obvious that we weren't just friends.
This was the second time I had really been in public with Louise. The first was at the food strip. The times we fucked in her car didn't really count because we made sure we were parked in places where no one would disturb us.
We ate in the food court and then stopped at a store I liked. While looking around in the store I found a pair of jeggings I wanted to try on. I walked to the changing rooms at the back and found that all were empty. There were three other people in the store, but they and the cashier were at the front and I don't think anyone saw us walk to the lonely end.
As I was opening the door of the changing room to the farthest end I felt Louise's hand on the door.
"I want to come in with you. It's lonely out there," she said. I turned to face her. There was the smallest smirk on her face and a glint in her eyes. I knew what that meant.
"We can't do this here," I told her.
Then she gave me the puppy face look. She was trying to coerce me but she was so cute when she did it.
I thought over the chances of us getting caught. No one saw us walk here, so no one would come looking for us here. If a customer walked over to the changing rooms there were still two empty ones. And luckily for us the changing rooms were built in a way so that if someone passed by they wouldn't be able to see our feet, so they wouldn't know that there were actually two people in there.
"Alright, take me," I said.
She closed the door behind her and locked it. Now we were both inside.
The back wall was a mirror, and the left had a ledge for sitting or putting clothes on. She went to the ledge and rested her purse. She dug with her hand to the bottom of the bag and slowly took out the red 7 inch strap-on dildo she had used on me during our first night together.
"What the fuck Louise," I said.
She giggled. "A girl's got to be prepared."
She went over to me and started to pull my pants down. We both glanced at the pants I was supposed to try on. "Looks like that will have to wait," I said.
My pants and underwear were now off. She was cupping my pussy with her hand and rubbing. As she rubbed I was getting wetter. My nipples were getting harder and as I wasn't wearing a bra she saw them poking through my V-neck top. I backed up on the wall opposite the one with the ledge and she followed me, hungry. She pressed her body against mine the way she did in my apartment the morning after our first night together. I spread my legs slightly apart for her.
"I love how you know just what to do," she whispered in my ear.
"Take it over. Dominate it," I told her.
"I just wish I could colonize it too."
By "colonize" she meant that she wanted a penis so she could cum inside of me and possibly impregnate me.
She got off of me and put one hand over my mouth and the thumb of her other hand on my clit. Things were about to get wild for me.
She started rubbing my clit vigourously. I was moaning through her hand. Within a few seconds I had a huge orgasm and my legs were shaking. My pussy would feel sensitive if I closed my legs now so I stayed in that position with my legs still trembling while she put on the strap on and adjusted it. Then she sat on the ledge and patted her thigh, beckoning me to come and sit there. I obeyed.
I eased myself on her dick. I slid down on it until I had all of it in me.
She gave my ass a pinch and told me to start. I started to slide slow up and down, my wetness and cum making it effortless. After a minute or so, she got up with me still attached to her dick. She pushed me with her pelvis towards the opposite wall and I placed the palm of my hands on it to steady myself. We were both standing and she was behind me with her hands firmly grabbing my ass. I was bent over and had my legs closed this time.
She was counting to three. I knew that meant she was going to fuck my eyeballs out. She had the stamina of an athlete.
When she said three she started fucking me at the speed of light. My ass was quaking with the contact of her pelvis. I never had this kind of sex with her while standing so I didn't know if I would be able to walk to her car afterwards without holding her hand for support. I didn't care if anyone outside was hearing the loud sound of wetness. I was enjoying this so much. It was so good that my mouth was open but no sound was coming out.
I had two more orgasms by the time she was finished with me.
"I fuck you good, don't I?" she said.
"You always do."
Our chests were heaving and we were facing each other, staring into each other's eyes, satisfied.
"We should clean up now," she said.
She pulled some napkins out of her purse. I took them and wiped myself while she wiped the dildo.
I had almost forgot about the pants I was supposed to try on. She handed it to me. I put on my underwear and I pulled the pants on.
