It was a hot summer day, and Marianne had decided to treat herself to a new dress. She was a voluptuous woman, with curves in all the right places, and she knew how to make the most of them. She had a particular dress in mind, one that would show off her ample cleavage to great effect.
As she entered the changing room, she caught sight of herself in the mirror. She was wearing a tight-fitting top that accentuated her curves, and she couldn’t help but feel a little self-conscious. She took a deep breath, reminding herself that she was a confident, sexy woman, and slipped into the changing room.
As she slipped off her top and slipped on the dress, she couldn’t help but feel a little disappointed. The dress was gorgeous, but it didn’t quite fit right. She sighed, wondering if she should bother trying on any other dresses, when she heard a knock on the door.
“Excuse me, ma’am, is everything alright in there?” a voice asked.
Marianne blushed, realizing that she had been taking her time. “Yes, sorry, I’m just having a little trouble with this dress,” she called out.
There was a moment of silence, and then the voice spoke again. “Well, if you’d like, I could come in and help you with it. I’m the store manager, and I have a lot of experience with dresses like this one.”
Marianne hesitated for a moment, but then she nodded to herself. She was a confident, sexy woman, after all. She could handle this. “Okay, sure, come on in,” she said.
The door opened, and a tall, handsome man walked in. He was wearing a suit and tie, and he looked every inch the successful businessman. Marianne couldn’t help but feel a little thrill run through her as she looked at him.
“Hi, I’m Mark,” he said, extending his hand.
“I’m Marianne,” she replied, shaking his hand.
Mark smiled at her, and then he turned his attention to the dress. “Let’s see if we can’t get this to fit you a little better,” he said.
He moved behind her, and Marianne felt a shiver run down her spine as she felt his breath on her neck. She closed her eyes, savoring the sensation, and then she felt his hands on her shoulders.
He began to massage her shoulders, working out the knots and tension that had built up there. Marianne moaned softly, feeling herself relax in his hands. She couldn’t remember the last time someone had touched her like this, with such tenderness and care.
As he massaged her shoulders, his hands began to wander, slipping down her arms and then up again, caressing her skin. Marianne felt herself growing wet, her nipples hardening under the dress.
Mark must have felt it too, because he murmured, “You’re so beautiful, Marianne. I can’t help but be drawn to you.”
Marianne turned to face him, her eyes blazing with desire. “Then show me,” she whispered.
Mark didn’t need any further encouragement. He pulled her close, crushing his lips against hers. His tongue delved into her mouth, tasting her deeply, and Marianne moaned, feeling herself being consumed by the passion of the kiss.
As they kissed, their hands began to wander. Mark’s hands slipped down to Marianne’s breasts, cupping them and teasing her nipples through the dress. Marianne gasped, feeling a surge of pleasure shoot through her.
She reached down, grabbing Mark’s ass and pulling him closer. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her, and she wanted it inside her. She wanted him to take her, to make her his.
Mark broke the kiss, looking down at her with a hungry expression. “You’re so fucking hot, Marianne,” he growled.
Marianne smiled, feeling a surge of power and confidence. “Then show me,” she repeated.
Mark didn’t need any further encouragement. He slipped his hand under her dress, finding her wet and ready for him. He slipped a finger inside her, and Marianne gasped, feeling herself being stretched and filled.
Mark began to finger her, working her clit with his thumb as he fucked her with his fingers. Marianne moaned, feeling herself getting closer and closer to orgasm.
Suddenly, Mark pulled his fingers out of her and spun her around. He pushed her against the wall, and Marianne braced herself, feeling his cock pressing against her ass.
He slipped a finger inside her ass, teasing her and getting her ready for him. Marianne moaned, feeling herself being stretched and filled.
Then, with one swift motion, Mark entered her. Marianne cried out, feeling him filling her completely. He began to fuck her hard and fast, his balls slapping against her clit as he pounded into her.
Marianne felt herself being swept away by the pleasure, her orgasm building and building until it exploded through her. She cried out, her pussy clenching around Mark’s cock as she came.
Mark groaned, his cock twitching inside her as he came too. He collapsed against her, both of them panting and gasping for breath.
For a moment, they just stood there, wrapped up in each other. And then Mark pulled out of her, smiling down at her.
“You’re amazing, Marianne,” he said.
Marianne smiled back, feeling a warmth and a happiness that she hadn’t felt in a long time. “I know,” she said.
And with that, they got dressed and went their separate ways, each of them carrying the memory of their passionate encounter in the changing room with them forever.
