The Dressing Room
By Gwendolyn Cummings
Copyright Gwendolyn Cummings 2011
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The Dressing Room
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I needed help with my dress zipper; it was stuck. I did not know you. You were just another lady in the dressing room trying to find just the right dress. I asked you to unzip my dress, you obliged. As you slowly untangled the zipper from my hair, your fingers brushed against my breast. It was no accident. I could see it in your eyes. It scared me. You were so beautiful and blond, and slim, but you were a female. I was a female. I am not supposed to have the feeling I was having. I ran to my dressing room and shut the door, but didn't lock it. You soon entered but you locked the door behind you. You turned to me without a word, walked over to me and slipped your hand inside my dress and touched my breasts. I felt a wave of heat flow through my bones unlike anything I have ever felt. With the other hand, you lifted my dress and pushed your finger past my thong and into my slit and began fucking me with your finger. I moaned out with pleasure. No woman had ever touched me like this. Why was I allowing you to do it? You leaned in and kissed me long and hard, our tongues playing together like old friends.
You then pushed me down onto the seat and harshly spread my legs. You bent to your knees and pushed my thong aside. You begin licking me and fucking me with your finger; first one, then two, and three fingers slipped into my thong and you fucked me hard with them and I groaned with pleasure as you sucked me. You knew exactly how to please me, how to fuck me with your fingers.
You continued sucking and fucking me until I released my cum. I had the best orgasm that I'd ever experienced in my life.
When I went home that afternoon, my husband said that I had someone waiting for me to be interviewed for my home business assistant. I walked into the office, and there you were, waiting for your interview. I shut the door to my office and turned to you and with nervousness; I walked over to you and kissed you, and allowed my fingers to explore you. You whispered. "Your turn."
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About The Author
Gwendolyn Cummings is a new Erotica Storyteller. This is her first erotic story and she hopes that you enjoyed it as much as she enjoyed writing it.