I’d had a thing for my neighbours girlfriend for months, and we had a healthy flirty relationship until one day I bumped into her at the shopping centre and she hoodwinked me into dress shopping with her.
“Please Callum, I need your advice, this is a really important business meal and I need to impress.”
I couldn’t resist her, she had those eyes that could make you do anything.
“Okay” I grumbled. “But you owe me.”
I can’t remember how many dresses we’d looked at, and how many shops we’d been in, but we stumbled across a nice little boutique and she disappeared off into the dressing rooms for the umpteenth time.
I wait outside and a couple of minutes later I receive a text from her.
“I feel so good in this, come look.” it read.
I peek my head in the curtain, and see Danielle stood there in a light grey dress, shaped to her body. It looked unreal, I could tell she felt good because she’d taken her bra off and I could see her nipples hard against the soft material underneath. She didn’t even let me give her my opinion before she pulled me inside, kissing me hard.