In the crowded clothing store, I couldn't help but notice my new girlfriend trying on clothes. Her thin cotton shirt clung to her body, revealing the outline of her perky tits. I couldn't take my eyes off her.
Suddenly, she disappeared into the dressing room. I heard the latch click, and my heart raced. The thought of her changing just out of sight was too much for me. I hurried to the door, my cock already hard under my pants.
As I stood there, ear pressed against the door, I heard the rustling of fabric. I imagined her taking off her clothes, her bra hitting the floor with a soft thud, followed by her panties. My breath caught in my throat.
Then came the snap of a button, and the zipper of her skirt. I pictured her standing there, n ew, before lowering the zipper herself and slowly sliding it down her hips, revealing her perfectly toned legs and the lacy black panties she wore underneath, her eyes meeting mine as she let out a seductive breath.
