In the dimly lit dressing room, she slid into a tight, scarlet dress, its fabric caressing teasing her skin. Unseen, another shopper peered through a curtain slit, her breath shallow, eyes devouring every inch. She sensed a gaze, her nipples tingling with awareness, a warm rush pooling between her thighs. She traced her hips slowly, the dress clinging to her form, heightening her arousal, oblivious to the stranger’s burning desire. Her movements grew bolder, savoring the secret thrill, before she slipped away, hurrying to her car to sate the pulsing need.