It’s been a while since I wrote one of these, but another casual encounter in a public place has been added to my bibliography!
Synopsis: Clothes aren’t the only things Stefani will be trying on when she goes shopping. She’s in for a sexy surprise when she catches a stranger spying on her in the fitting room. She knows she shouldn’t have sex with a man she doesn’t even know in public, but in her slutty new dress, she just can’t help herself!
For mature readers only. Contains voyeurism, oral sex, guided masturbation, and a sexy red dress.
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The dress slipped onto her body easily. It hugged her curves, showing off the round shapes of her breasts and hips. The hem stopped several inches short of her knees. Turning to the side, she bent over to test the hem, and giggled to see that it revealed just the tiniest hint of her panties. She’d never felt this sexy in anything that wasn’t meant for the bedroom before. It definitely had to be this dress.
“It looks good on you.”
Stefani gasped and spun around, looking for the source of the voice. How could anyone see her? The walls were too high for anyone to peer over or under them, and there was no security camera over the fitting rooms—
Then she saw him. There was a tiny gap where the cubicle didn’t quite meet the wall, and through the gap she could see the slightest glimmer of light as the overhead fluorescents reflected in a stranger’s eye.
Even though she was dressed, Stefani covered herself with her arms. What the hell was this guy’s problem? How dare he spy on her!
Behind the cubicle wall, the stranger chuckled. “I didn’t mean to startle you. I just thought you might like a second opinion. You look good in that dress. And out of it.”
Heat rose in Stefani’s cheeks. What kind of bastard—
“It’s a great color on you,” the stranger continued. “That shade of red…like something a real slut would wear.”
She felt her blood beginning to boil. “Are you calling me a slut?”
“No. I’m saying that if you were one, you’d be a damn good-looking one.”
Stefani couldn’t help but feel a little flattered by that. The dress did look good on her, and she’d been planning to use it to grab the attention of a guy anyway. Looking through the gap, she tried to see what this man looked like, but she couldn’t see anything but his eye unless she stepped closer. Did she dare? This was kind of a creepy situation, definitely not the sort she should have liked, but…
To her shock, Stefani realized she was enjoying this. She couldn’t even see this man, but the thought of him watching her as she dressed—and undressed—turned her on. True, she was a little angry, but this guy had a sexy voice, and she’d never been able to resist a lurid compliment. She didn’t think of herself as a slut, but she certainly wasn’t averse to doing something slutty.
“Do you really like it?” she asked coyly, lowering her arms and doing a half-turn to let the skirt flare out from her thighs.
“Sure I do. And I like what’s under it even more.”
“Oh, yeah?” Stefani played with one of the straps, teasing the stranger with the sight of her bared shoulder. “Tell me what you like.” Even as she spoke, her cheeks grew hotter. What was she doing? This man had spied on her in a fitting room! And what if someone heard them talking like this?
“I like how nice your tits looked in that bra,” he said, a smile in his voice. “It’s a little too small for you, isn’t it? So your tits are always just about to pop out. I liked it even more when you took that bra off.”
She ran her hand over the dress’s bodice, feeling the swell of her breasts through the fabric. “What else?”
“I like how sweet your ass looked in those skimpy panties. When you bent over, it made me want to…”
God, this was turning her on. “You wanted to what?”
“How about I come in there and show you?”
Was he serious? He couldn’t do that!
“Someone will see,” she cautioned.
“There’s no one looking right now. You unlock that door and I’ll be in there before anyone sees.”
“Well…” She knew she shouldn’t do this. She’d never fucked a complete stranger before, much less in a public place. But the tender, yearning flesh between her legs wasn’t going to let her pass up this opportunity.
She hesitated only another moment, then turned the lock on the cubicle door.