"Umm, I am here inspecting the quality of these bras" you say, playing it off as a joke. It works as she laughs with you.
Marissa looks at you and smiles again; she is hot in school, but looks even more amazing in her little suit with a really short mini skirt.
“So what brings you here?” Marissa asks. “Shopping for someone special?”
“Uh, no, well I am just supposed to meet here, but fat chance of that, it’s so crowded.” When she hears the name , Marissa noticeably winces. She does not like her at all; they have hated each other for years.
Marissa gets a sly grin on her face. “, could you do me a favor?”
You say sure, and ask what she needs.
“Well, I want to buy some lingerie, but I want a male opinion on how I look.” She says with a beautiful smile.
What guy could say no to that? Well, it appears that will have to wait. This definitely takes priority!
Marissa walks over a couple aisles and you follow, unable to refrain from staring at her amazing figure walking just in front of you. She stops to look at some lingerie, and you think she catches you staring, but she doesn’t say anything.
“Okay, I've got 3 different things here, let’s head to the dressing rooms” Marissa says. This is wonderful!
“Hey! come on!” Startled back to reality, you follow and she enters the dressing room at the end. You just watch all the women looking at the sexy clothing while she changes, and then she calls to you.
“, could you please come in for a sec?” This is amazing, you think, as you open the door and enter. What you see nearly makes you mess your pants. Marissa, standing there, wearing a lacy black bra, black stockings, a garter belt and lacy black panties!
“Well, what do you think?”
Your lips are dry as you stare at this beautiful girl in front of you, dressed in such sexy attire. Slowly, you lick your lips, she sees this and smiles.
“ I have an idea, shhhhhhhh” she holds her finger to her dark red lips. Marissa walks over to you and kisses you deeply.
“Sit down” she whispers and motions to the bench. You comply and sit and are astonished as Marissa begins to undo your pants.
“Wanna have some fun?” she asks. |