When we left the table, I watched her as she grabbed her coat and threw it over her shoulders. It was long, down to her knees, and covered up the skirt she was wearing. From behind it looked as if the coat was all she had on. I felt weak in the knees as she arranged herself, getting ready for our stroll through the mall.
We walked from store to store looking at toys, lamps, china, just about anything there was as we walked. We took a stop in a lingerie store because she said she wanted to get something for her sister. She looked about the place at this and that, as did I, trying not to make it obvious. I stopped a second and looked at a black and navy blue outfit; blue stockings held with a black garter, blue panties and bra with black straps and a lace coat to match. Stacie had seen me looking. "Yeah, it's nice, isn't it? Not very Christmassy though." I turned and looked at her face and smiled. "Wouldn't you like to see me in that." I didn't answer, just smiled as my cheeks raised and turned red. "Oh, I see." She said taking it off the rack. "Maybe I'll just have to try it on for you." My entire face turned red and I could not say a word. Was this really happening? This beautiful red head I had just met was heading for heading for the dressing room with an outfit that would floor me. Turning back to me she had seen my pitch red face, "Oh, too cute." She smiled and continued. "I'm just pulling your chain dear." She put the outfit down and grabbed me by the arm to head off to another store.
We walked around the mall for another half hour aimlessly, Stacie hanging onto my arm the whole while. She was leaning her head of soft hair against my shoulder. As we passed people we casually talked and commented on the things we saw. We walked into the area of the mall where all the candy machines, video games, and coin operated rides were. It was afternoon by now and all the kids were still in school so the area was absent of all but Stacie and I. We sat together, removed our coats and talked, her sitting on a small fire truck and I on a giant duck. In the middle of our talk, Stacie jumped up and pointed. "Oh look!" I turned to see her pointing to a photo booth. "Let's go, she said excitedly and pulled me off my duck. Running like a child towards the booth she tugged me by my fingers.
Stacie flung me into the booth and followed behind to shut the curtains. I lay there on the floor of the booth, my legs still hanging outside. "Silly boy," she said to me as I looked up at her standing over me, one leg on either side of me.
"You must really like these things." I said to her as I looked up at those eyes looking down at me. Her smile almost turned devilish.
"Oh trust me, you'll like these in a few minutes as well." She knelt down and sat on my stomach, her skirt pushing itself up as she did. I propped myself up onto my elbows trying to get myself into a sitting position and my legs slid farther into the booth. Stacy leaned in and kissed me to which I embraced it. Her hands moved back along her body and down her legs. When she reached the bottom of her skirt her hands disappeared underneath and she slowly removed her panties. To do this she had to stand up which allowed me to stand as well.
I grabbed her by the hips and pulled her into myself to kiss her again. She jumped up into my arms and wrapped her legs around my waist, launching me backwards. The back of my legs hit the bench behind me and we plopped down sitting on it. I could feel her tongue enter my mouth and I met it with my own. My hands ran over her back and untucked her blouse, while her hands ran over my chest and did the same to my t-shirt.
Though I wanted to hurry her top off, my hands shook as I slowly unbuttoned the front of her. In one pull, Stacie had removed both of my shirts over my head, breaking our kiss. She ran her hands through the hair on my chest and started to kiss me along my collarbone. I leaned over and kissed the back of her neck as the blouse slowly slipped down her silky arms and floated to the ground. Placing my hands on her shoulders, I peeled her bra straps over her arms and she reached back to unclasp it. Her breasts sprang loose as the bra dropped, my hands attracted to them as if magnets. They were just the right size to fit my hands.
Pulling her towards me I kissed between her breasts, then wandered my way from one to the other, up her chest to nip at her neck and back down. Stacie held on to my shoulders arched back, whipping her head, her hair flowing in the air like flames from a fire and she let out a long low moan. Her hands ran down my chest as I kissed her, then over my stomach and to the bulge in my jeans. She rubbed it through my pants and leaned forward again.
Again we kissed and her hands worked my pants opened, my hands trailed over the skin of her back and then over her ass, I reached up under her skirt and massaged her cheeks, one in each palm. She freed me from my pants and started to stroke me slowly at first, then upped her rhythm every 3 strokes. The faster she went the harder I got. My hands still worked away at her ass and moved down her legs, I could feel the dampness and heat from her pussy. My right hand moved to play with her almost hairless mound and my left went up to squeeze her breasts again. I worked away at her left one and she caressed her right breast while still stroking me.
Running my index finger down between her lips, it slipped into her. I pushed in another finger and pushed in at the same rhythm. Stacie worked her hand down my shaft, and pulled out when she pumped back up. Both our bodies were covered in sweat by now, neither of us knew how long it had been and didn't care. We were lost in each other's bodies and spirits.
