Total pages in book: 32
Estimated words: 30401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 30401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 152(@200wpm)___ 122(@250wpm)___ 101(@300wpm)
“I thought maybe a little shopping and then some lunch.”
She smirks and says, “I thought that I was supposed to be your lunch today?”
“Six hours is plenty of time for me to have two lunches.”
We drive to the shopping district and I park the car.
“What are we shopping for?”
“Nothing in particular. I just thought it would be nice to get out for a change. I do have to make one stop, and I need to do it alone so you tell me where you want to start and I’ll meet you back there in a few minutes.”
“Work?”
I hate lying so I say, “Something like that. You know what? I want to go out for dinner tonight. Why don’t you pick out a new dress while you’re waiting for me?”
“Dinner sounds nice but I don’t need a new dress.”
“Buy something for me. Something sexy that I’ll want to rip off you.”
“Okay, Daddy.” She shrugs and bats her eyelashes at me.
“Alright.” I smack her ass. “Go. I’ll be back before you hit the checkout.”
She goes into the store and I hurry down the street to take care of my business. I had something made for her, and I don’t want to ruin the surprise by her seeing where I’m headed.
As expected, it only took a few minutes to complete my errand. I return to the boutique where I left Jessie. I don’t see her and assume that she’s in the dressing room so I slip behind the curtain and call out to her.
“Jessie, are you in here?”
“I am but I don’t think you’re supposed to come back here.”
“I go where I want. You know that. Did you pick a dress?”
“I think so. Hold on. I’m coming out to get your opinion.”
While I wait, I check under all of the dressing room doors and find that they’re all empty. She comes out wearing a little black number that knocks me off my feet.
It’s short, just barely covering her ass cheeks, and the neckline plunges, showing the roundness of her milky white tits. It hugs her hips so perfectly and fits like a second skin.
“Fuck, baby girl. That’s sexy as hell.”
“Is it too much? Do I look sleazy?”
“Please. A classy little thing like you could never look sleazy. Besides, I haven’t seen the price tag yet but I’m willing to bet that it’s outside the price range of sleazy.”
“You’re right. It’s too expensive. I’ll find something else.”
I march toward her and press her against the fitting room wall. “I didn’t say that. This is the dress I want you to wear. Now, let’s see if you can fuck in it.”
“What? Here? But somebody might see us,” she argues but I’ve already pushed the dress up over her ass and have her panties halfway down her legs.
“Then, tell me to stop.”
She’s breathing hard and rubbing her legs together, so I know the answer before she even opens her mouth. “No. Don’t stop.”
I unzip my pants and look at her while I stroke my cock to full erection. I lift her off her feet and press her against the wall. Holding her gaze while wedging myself at her entrance, she smirks and I slam my cock into her. She breathes out hard and fast, and her eyes grow wide.
“This is how you fuck in public, baby girl. You make sure that anyone who catches you gets a good show.”
She bites her lips and does her best not to make a sound as I grind against her so hard the wall shakes. She looks all around to make sure we’re alone and I whisper, “You keep your eyes on me or I’ll start calling people in here to watch.”
Her eyes never leave mine as I continue to ravage her in the boutique. I feel my orgasm growing so I grab her ass and glide my full length inside her letting my dick do all the work. I’m so deep that I hit her soft spot and her body quakes. She bites down on the collar of my jacket to keep from screaming as her muscles tighten around my shaft.
“Come on, baby girl, let it go. Come all over me.”
She collapses in my arms and tries to catch her breath. It takes me two more thrusts before I’m coating her inner walls with my come. When she comes back to reality, I set her back on her feet and zip up my pants.
“I’ll be outside waiting to pay. Bring it out when you’re ready,” I tell her and claim her mouth in a searing kiss.
She comes out with the dress draped over her arm and a bashful smile on her face. I meet her at the checkout and hand the girl my card. She’s been watching videos on her phone and is oblivious to the depravity that just took place in the fitting room. I won’t care either way, but I know one knowing look from her would embarrass Jessie to no end.