Lust is a delicious word. When I was trying on intimates in the ladies changing room at a local boutique, I left the door open. Those things are so small, and I hate feeling so shut in while I’m changing. Well, the attendant on duty was a gorgeous young woman with coffee colored skin and beautiful, natural hair done in a high afro.
I noticed she was giving my room an awful lot of attention, so when she got up and walked over to my room, I expected she would close the door. Instead, she walked in behind me as I slid a bra off. I watched in the mirror as her hands found my waist before sliding up to cup my breasts. I leaned my head back as her mouth found my throat, and I started to nibble her ear. She moved one hand slowly down my stomach until it slid into my panties; her fingers quickly found my clit and slid over it and into my pussy. She started rubbing, and I moaned against her neck. I reached a hand behind her and started massaging her puss through her pants. She spun me around, and we continued to finger each other right there, in the fitting room, with the door wide open for all to see. When we came, it was violently, for all of the excitement of the exhibitionism.