Shopping

 

Standing in the shop looking at underwear you lean in an whisper that your panties are wet from the thought of me casting my eyes over you wearing them.
“We better rectify that then” I say grabbing a set in your size and taking your hand.
I lead you to a fitting room holding the door open, giving you that knowing smirk
“We can’t” you protest somewhat feebly
I shush you a place a finger on your lips. Glancing back to make sure the shop assistant isn’t watching I bundle you inside and kiss you hard. My hand slides quickly into your panties and I exclaim how wet you are.
“Take them off” I instruct holding the others up
You slip out of your clothes passing me your wet panties, I hold them to my face taking a deep inhalation of your scent a I watch you strip.

“Now put these on” I say as pass you the flimsy red panties.
“But they’ll get wet”
“Oh dear if you’re going to complain somebody is going to know we are here and that’s not good is it?”
“We’ll just have to shut you up then” I say as a push your wet knickers into your mouth.
I spin you around rubbing the fabric into your pussy and feeling the dampness already taking hold.
You gasp as I pull them to one side and slide a finger into you.
I can feel your juices seeping on to your legs and the panties are a mess. Your hands are placed on the wall and I’m fucking you fast, you watch me in the mirror, my fully clothed self against your naked body the tag of the now ruined knickers swinging against your hip.

I start to thrust faster my breathing increases and you know I’m coming….

You gasp as I come inside you watching each other in the mirror.

I pull the panties out of your mouth and sit you down taking off the soaking wet ones from the shop and putting yours in my pocket.

I take the shop panties and wipe your pussy, then I rehang them on the hanger. You get dressed and we leave the cubicle giggling.
The assistant says “how were they for you?” As we breeze past. “Yeah not quite right” I say before hanging them on the rail..