"Psssss, come here," he heard her whisper. He rose from his chair outside the dressing room.
"What do you think?" she said, as she stood before him in the black lingerie, shyly covering her breasts with her hands.
The instant bulge in his pants replied for him.
Lacy lingerie - his weakness.
Black spaghetti straps attempted and failed to hold up her voluptuous breasts covered in black lace. Silk covered her midriff before lace took over again at her hips. As she spun around for him, he saw the lingerie barely covered her well-rounded ass. Her ass cheeks peeked out begging to be spanked.
Walking towards her, he responded, "You are beautiful!"
She blushed as he pulled her towards him, lifted her chin, and softly kissed her. His kisses deepened as his hands roamed the nightie. The silk was so soft and her nipples poked through the lacy top and begged to be kissed. He pushed her back into the dressing room and closed the door behind him.
"What are you doing? We can't do this," she whispered giggling.
"I can't NOT do this," he whispered back, as his thumb found her taut nipple.
She buried her squeal in his shoulder. Her hand found the source of the bulge in his pants and stroked him. He lifted the lacy bottom of the lingerie and felt something softer than the silk. They wildly kissed while clinging to each other. Hands were roaming and they were trying to be quiet so no one would hear them. She unbuttoned his pants and pushed them down enough to release him. He slid a strap off her shoulder freeing a breast. Bending his head down to suck her nipple, she dug her fingers into his shoulder. She shuddered at the sensation of his mouth on her.
"Oh no, we can't. Someone will hear us," she whispered in a ragged breath.
But, they quickly passed the point of no return. He knew how sensitive her nipples were and she was his now. Her hand stroked his hard cock up and down and she lifted her leg to rub him against the softness between her legs.
"I need you now," he growled in her ear. "Turn around."