I walked into the store and felt the cool air-conditioning flow over my body. I had just popped into the boutique store on my way back from yoga. My body felt relaxed and warm. I felt my nipples harden against my small black sports bra. I wore just that as my top to show off my tight little abs. I'm not necessarily muscular, but I am toned from tons of pilates and yoga. I felt so sexy in my tight black yoga pants and lightweight sneakers. My perky tits and round ass bounced as I confidently strutted into the store, my long blonde ponytail was swinging behind me.
I browsed through a rack of lingerie and gently fingered the lace. It was so deliciously soft. I wanted to feel the soft satin against my hard nipples. Oh man, I was getting carried away, I had to snap out of it! I looked up and around the store.
I was stopped dead in my tracks by the most stunning woman I'd ever seen. She was tall, a bit taller than me, probably 5'11". Her tan legs went on forever. Her tight, round little ass was barely covered by a tiny pair of jean shorts. Her toned, tan stomach was being shown off by a black crop top with the sleeves out off. Her long blonde hair was tossed to one side and she wore large, reflective aviator sunglasses. Holy shit, she looked just like me. I was already so turned on. This had always been a secret fantasy of mine. She turned to the side and leaned over a table of lacy panties. The sleeves in her shirt were cut so low that when she leaned over I could see her large, full, natural tits gently swing forward.
I walked toward her and pretended to browse for panties as well. She gasped and grabbed a pair off the middle of the table. They were a shiny latex material, translucent. She held them up and squealed. "I have been looking for something like these everywhere!" She giggled, "sorry, I'm just so excited." She giggled and bounced up and down. Her tits swung behind the loose fabric.
"Those are so fucking hot." I said confidently, staring her dead in the eyes.
She smirked. "Right?" I bit my lip. "I just love the feeling of rubbing myself through them"