She quickly turned around, glad to escape the hot man in front of her. It had been a month since they had last bumped into each other. She figured he would have called by now. Fuck him and all of his flirty shit. She was glad she had lost his card.
She grabbed some clothes and headed to the dressing room. She heard a noise. As she went to pull the curtain back, her hand stopped. She felt his presence. She smelled his delicious cologne. He pulled back the curtain of her dressing room and paused. She was standing there in a sexy black and red lacy bustier with black stockings clipped to her garter. She was still wearing her four inch heels. He put his hand on her skin and sighed with desire. He moved around her body like he’d explored it for years. His smooth lips tasted her neck, kissing gently. She breathed in his ear, “Bite me”. When he opened his mouth and put his teeth on her neck, he had to cover her mouth to stop her from screaming in ecstasy. She was trembling. Her neck was one of her erogenous zones. She could feel her pussy juice starting to drip from her cunt hair, making the inside of her thighs slippery. She smelled her juices—making her wetter.