by V. Friend_____Just before going to work today, I decided to go to the mall. I need to pick up some birthday cards and go to the computer store. As I am walking past the lingerie store, I decide to look for something special for you. I guess you can say that I am not the flimsy nightgown kind of woman but something has drawn me here.
_____As I enter the store, the saleswoman comes over to me. I explain to her that I want to purchase a sexy gown for my sister to wear on her honeymoon. As I explain your measurements, the clerk watches me with curiosity. I pretend not to notice her expression as I explain your brown, sexy body. We look through racks and racks of all kinds of fabrics until a flash of color catches my eye. The gown I find is a soft peach in color with just enough lace to accentuate the body that will wear it. The color will lend a contrast to your smooth brown skin. I imagine your erect nipples straining against the lacy bodice. This is exactly what I want.
_____Before I can pay for your gift, a phone in the back rings. The clerk excuses herself to answer it. As I wait patiently, I imagine the feel of the cool satin on your skin. I wonder what it will it feel like to suck your hard nipples through the fabric. As I hold the gown, I think about my hands exploring your body as I close my lips around your nipples. The smooth fabric adds a static charge to our embrace. My hands are all over you. They trace the outline of you behind and the cleft that divides your pleasure points. I pull you down on the bed on top of me. The feel of the satin has excited you, too, as you slide your body over mine. My lips come to yours over and over again as the heat builds between us. You reach for my hand and guide it to the steamy forest of your lust. Gently I slide my fingers into your warm wetness. Pleasurable waves pass over us as you begin to move slowly at first, then more urgently. Soon we are moving as one to a rhythm that only our bodies know. Your release leaves a wake of sweet liquid on my hands.
_____Suddenly, I hear the clerk asking for my payment. She watches me as I fumble with my wallet. I try to clear my head and make sense of what she is asking me. With shaky hands, I give her my money and take my receipt. I turn quickly to leave. “Are you sure that gown will fix your sister?” she asks with a wink and a smile. I blush and turn to leave the store. Yes, I say. This will do quite nicely. You see, she has already tried it on!
