"How does this one look?" she quizzed me. She was donning a black dress with 2 inches straps holding it up and tassels where a string separated to go to the bottom of her shoulders and hanging from the bottom of her dress. The dress was low cut and pretty short. Her brunette hair fell around her shoulders and her blue eyes stared at me expectantly. I'm pretty sure I was gawking and it took me a while to stutter out, "Go- good... it looks great."
"Really? You don't sound to confident," she said jokingly. She feigned a pout and crossed her arms, pronouncing her big tits even more, and threatening to have them pop right of the dress. "I'm going to try on the other one!" She stuck her tongue out at me and bent down a little. As she walked away I stared at her ass the dress barely covered, as it swayed back and forth with her hips.
I sat there for a good couple minutes on my phone and waited for her to come out of the changing room. When she did, she was wearing a red dress with thicker straps than the last, flowing down to her knees. The neckline was a bit higher and the dress itself was looser, leaving more to the imagination than the last.
"Well what do you think of this one?" she inquired. I hesitated before replying, "It looks good."
"But?" she must have sensed my hesitation.
"But the other one is far sexier."
"Oh, and here I was thinking we were picking out a dress to go to a nice evening dinner with our friends," she started in a sarcastic tone. "All you want is to show off to your friends how good my body looks!" she smiled at me and then for some reason it turned kind of sadistic. It looked hot. "Or is my honey horny?"
I was kind of afraid to answer this. I was, but if I admit it, she might tease me all day just to get a rise. If I say no, I'll be lying to her and if I want to do something later she won't let me. I guess my silence was all the answer she needed though.
"I see," she simply responded. She grabbed my hand and pulled on it, urging me to get up. She lead me into the dressing room and closed the door behind me. Then she locked it. The room was small but it did feel just roomy enough for us to get around each other. She turned towards me and hugged my neck, while kissing me. It was passionate, with her lips almost never disconnecting and her tongue darting in and out of my mouth, teasing me, wanting me to play with it.
Then I felt her hand move down my neck to my chest, across my stomach, and stop after it landed on my crotch. She started to rub it through my jeans. My hands, having laid idle on her waist, moved to grab her magnificent breasts. As I'm massaging them I hear her moan softly into my mouth. She separates us and moves back. She starts slowly pulling up the red dress over her body, but she was teasing me. She lifted it up just a little and decided I should sit down, pushing me onto the built in seat that came with the dressing room. She continued to do her little dance for me. She lifted the dress to just before her hips ended and let one side fall back down as the other revealed very lacy panties hugging her side. She dropped that side as well and moved her hands up to her neckline. She began by slowly pulling it down. Enough to see the black bra that matched the lacy undies. She releases it and it slowly crawls back up, as if reluctant to cover her body up as well.
"Had enough of my teasing?" she asked. She spread her legs on both sides of mine as she sat on my lap. I nodded and she whispered in my ear, "Good, because I could really use a nice hard cock in me right now," she wiggled her hips, so that her crotch massaged mine, "and yours seems to be a good candidate." She slid off my lap and kneeled on the floor. She slowly unzipped my jeans and unbuttoned them, sliding them off after. She saw my cock restrained by the fabric of my boxers and started to rub it a little. Her mouth moved to my stomach, kissing and licking it. She finally freed me by pulling down my boxers and letting my shaft spring into the air. She took her hand, licked it, and started pumping my cock slowly.