We decide to go shopping and you somehow, some way convince me to go inside. We began the day with sex and still haven't seem to have gotten over it. We are both really hot all day long. We occasionally stop to press our bodies up against each other, kissing and rubbing. Occasionally we seem to forget that we are actually in a public place.
The store seems a little empty tonight as only a scattered few remain shopping. You tell me that you are going off to try on some clothes in the fitting rooms at the far end of the store.
Handing you a pair of black lace panties I say, "I think you'd look great in these babe."
You take them out of my hand and smile, "I guess we'll just have to find out."
I see you going in and out of the dressing room. You grab clothes and run it, come back out, and then grab some more. You come back out of the dressing room and grab a nice, short, tight, black skirt that you think I might like and return to the dressing room, locking the door and turning around.
You glance up to see me standing there with a grin on my face. You stand with your back against the door, "Here baby? I don't know. Maybe when we get home you can tie me up and make me beg for mercy."
I step forward, moving very close to you, "Well, I was more or less thinking we could do that right here, but I was going to make you beg for something else."
With that I pull some rope out of my jacket. Immediately, you begin to get very hot, "W-where d-d-did you get that from?"
I begin to kiss your neck and lift up your shirt, whispering into your ear, "Sporting goods department baby."