Whispers in the Changing Room

In the dimly lit fitting room of an upscale boutique, two strangers found themselves in a state of undress. The woman, a voluptuous beauty with dark skin and curves that could make a saint sin, was trying on a slinky red dress. The man, a tall and handsome stranger, was helping her daughter choose a prom gown in the next stall.

As the woman slipped out of her blouse, she caught a glimpse of the man’s reflection in the mirror. He was staring at her, his eyes dark with desire. She held his gaze for a moment, then turned away, her heart pounding in her chest.

The man couldn’t resist the allure of the mysterious woman. He stepped closer to her stall, his eyes taking in every inch of her bare skin. She was even more beautiful than he had imagined, and he felt his cock stir in his pants.

“I’m sorry,” he said, his voice low and husky. “I couldn’t help but notice you.”

The woman turned to face him, her eyes shining with a mixture of desire and defiance. “And what if I noticed you too?” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

The man took a step closer, his eyes locked on hers. He reached out and traced a finger down her arm, feeling her shiver at his touch. “Then perhaps we should do something about it,” he said, his voice filled with desire.

The woman didn’t hesitate. She stepped closer to the man, her body pressing against his. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a deep, passionate kiss.

The man’s hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and teasing her nipples through the fabric of her bra. She moaned into his mouth, her body responding to his touch.

Without breaking their kiss, the man reached down and slipped his hand into her panties. She was already wet, her juices coating his fingers. He stroked her clit, feeling her shiver with pleasure.

The woman broke their kiss, her head falling back as she moaned with pleasure. “Fuck me,” she whispered. “Fuck me hard.”

The man didn’t need to be asked twice. He picked her up and pushed her against the wall, his cock sliding into her wet pussy with ease. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him deeper inside her.

He fucked her hard and fast, their bodies slapping together in the dimly lit room. She moaned and cried out with pleasure, her nails digging into his back.

Just as they were about to cum, there was a knock on the door. “Mom? Are you in there?”

The woman’s eyes went wide with panic, but the man didn’t miss a beat. He pulled out of her and quickly dressed, his cock still rock hard in his pants.

“I’ll distract her,” he whispered, giving her a wink. “You get dressed and meet me outside.”

The woman nodded, her heart still racing from their illicit encounter. She quickly dressed, her mind reeling from what had just happened.

As she stepped out of the changing room, the man was already there, chatting with her daughter about prom. She gave him a grateful smile, her heart still pounding in her chest.

They left the store together, their bodies still humming with desire. They both knew that this was just the beginning of their illicit affair, and they couldn’t wait to see where it would take them.

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