Exciting affair in a clothing store

My name is Xiaojuan, I'm 35 years old, and I work in general affairs at a metal processing company. Today, when I was leaving work, my former male colleague Zhizhong called and invited me to go shopping at a clothing store in Okayama. It had been a long time since I'd gone out with him, and I felt a strange excitement, plus I wanted to buy some new

clothes. We went to the Yikeduo store… There weren't many people inside, so we browsed around casually. I saw a slightly sheer yellow dress, so I went into the fitting room, took off my uniform, and prepared to change into it. To provide customers with an ideal fitting space, the store's fitting rooms were designed to be exceptionally spacious, almost like a private room, with soft music playing, making it very comfortable.

After taking off my uniform, I saw myself in the mirror wearing a black thong, looking sexy and alluring. I'm not very tall, about 156 cm, with a shapely figure, firm breasts, and a youthful glow… Just as I was admiring my figure, the doorbell rang. Someone was about to push the door open, so I quickly put on my skirt and vest, then peeked out barefoot.

Zhizhong stood outside the door, looking strangely hungry, like he'd just finished watching porn. "Zhizhong, I'm sorry, please wait a moment," I said. He patiently waited outside. "Xiaojuan, there's not much people outside. Let me see if it's suitable for you." I wondered to myself, is this a good idea? He suddenly pushed the door open and barged in.

"This... isn't this inappropriate..." I hesitated, feeling uneasy. This was the shop's changing room, and I wondered what the staff outside would think if they saw us alone together. But looking at his pitiful, hungry expression, and his rather handsome appearance—a tall, masculine young professional in a shirt, trousers, and briefcase—I felt a strange surge of excitement.

He asked considerately, "Xiaojuan, does the dress fit?" I seemed a little flustered. "I'm sorry, this dress... I've run into a little trouble..." He said kindly, "It's alright, Xiaojuan, let me help you." I said, "This... is a bit inconvenient... my dress is stuck, could you help me zip it up?" He said, "Sure." Then he closed the door.

Perhaps it was just my imagination, but as I turned my back, I felt a burning gaze on my legs beneath my thong. However, after ten minutes, nothing happened, so I turned back curiously.

"Xiaojuan, is there a problem?" He quickly withdrew his lecherous gaze and asked apologetically.

"I'm sorry... the zipper on the back of my skirt... is stuck... I can't fix it..." I said awkwardly.

He blushed slightly, but in the spirit of helping, he went behind me to check the problem. Sure enough, the zipper was about two centimeters short of the top, and he tried to pull it up, but it wouldn't budge.

I turned my head and found his gaze fixed on my shoulder, then realized that most of my chest was exposed under my V-neck dress, and I could feel his bulging male body pressed against my buttocks. Embarrassed, I quickly turned and leaned against the wall, my face flushed. "Zhizhong, please wait a moment, I'll take off my clothes and change!" I said, preparing to leave.

Unexpectedly, he suddenly grabbed my hand and pressed it against his hard crotch. "Xiaojuan, my zipper is broken too, what should we do?" I tried to pull my hand away, but I couldn't help but touch his prominent bulge.

"How should I know…" Before I could finish speaking, he pulled down the zipper, and a magnificent, enormous thing burst forth! He wasn't wearing underwear!

"You… what do you want?" I was almost speechless with shock at the sheer size of it, but I couldn't bear to look away.

"Your butt was rubbing against it just now, it made me so itchy! Do you often harass men like this in the changing room? Have you ever had sex with your husband in a place like this?" He said, moving closer as he spoke. I backed away, only to be blocked by the wall.

"I didn't harass you! I just said I had a problem and needed your help!" I protested, my heart pounding. My mind raced: What is he going to do? Is he going to make me have an affair here?

"I have a lot more problems I need your help with!" he leered, then pressed his body against mine, pulling down my skirt until I was only in my underwear. He pulled me into his arms. "No!" I struggled desperately, but I couldn't break free from his embrace.

He leaned against the changing room cubicle, turned me around, and grabbed my wrists from behind with his left hand. He gently breathed into my ear, making me weak and limp, collapsing onto him in front of the mirror.

Then, his right hand climbed up my body, lifted my bra, and slipped inside to caress my breasts while kissing my earlobe. He got carried away and pulled the bra up even higher, revealing two round, fleshy mounds. I had never seen myself being caressed in front of a mirror before, and with the multiple stimulations, my nipples involuntarily hardened, and I felt a slight wetness below.

"How is it? My dear Juan, does it feel good to you?" In his hands, my breasts were like white flour, allowing him to knead and flatten them.

"Mmm… let me go…" I said softly, "It's not convenient here, someone might see or hear, that wouldn't be good…"

"Do you really want me to let go?" His teasing breath brushed against my ear again, leaving me powerless to resist. His hand slowly slid down from my breasts, like an ant searching a map on my body, around my waist, down to my abdomen, then down to my genitals.

He gently circled his fingers over my vulva through my thong. I'm very sensitive, and I immediately felt a jolt, becoming even wetter. But his hand quickly moved away, sliding down to my thigh and caressing my smooth skin. "Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle," he whispered, nibbling my ear.

"Ah..." I moaned as his hand returned to my vulva. He pulled me to a low stool in front of the mirror where clothes were laid out, spreading my legs wide. My legs, resting on his thighs, also parted, making me appear like a "big" character in the mirror. My black thong was completely exposed, with a few pubic hairs peeking out from the sides.

His index finger searched my vulva through the thin fabric, stroking up and down along my mons pubis. In the mirror, a wet patch appeared at the crotch of my thong, clearly showing the shape of my cleavage. "Already so wet? Hehe, how about this?" He slid his index finger down to the entrance of my vagina, then inserted it into my fleshy hole through the thin cloth. "Oh..." My nerves almost all sprang to life.

Because the narrow cloth rolled into my hole with his finger, my labia were almost completely exposed, my pubic hair was spread apart, and my lower body was almost indistinguishable from being naked. "Ah..." My vaginal fluid kept seeping out, making my thong even wetter.

"How is it? Not satisfied with doing it through the cloth, huh? Want to take your pants off?" He asked in a lewd tone in my ear.

"I..." I couldn't speak. His fingers probed deeper, making me want it even more. "Okay..." I finally couldn't hold back and whispered.

"What? I can't hear you, what do you want?" He deliberately teased me.

"Take... take off your pants..."

"And then?"

"Use your fingers... to insert into your hole..."

Zhizhong immediately pulled down my panties. Knowing I was no longer resisting, he released his left hand and attacked my vulva with both hands. It was the first time in years I'd seen my vulva being touched in front of a mirror. His left hand used his thumb and middle finger to spread my labia minora, his index finger constantly teasing my clitoris, each touch sending waves of pleasure through me. His right index and middle fingers, together, swirled around the entrance of my vagina, then thrust in and out forcefully, producing soft, wet sounds.

"Ah...ah..." My body went limp, my eyes half-closed as I looked at myself in the mirror, savoring the pleasure. My vulva was stretched wide open, my labia minora flipping back and forth with each finger's movements, occasionally releasing a sticky, glistening strand of vaginal fluid. My clitoris was swollen and erect, red and hard from the stimulation of his fingers. My body grew hotter and hotter, completely oblivious to whether anyone was outside the changing room or if a saleswoman would come.

He thrust harder and harder, not only deeper but also faster. My vagina was about to burst, my body twisting and turning, unbearably itchy, reacting like a woman during intercourse.

Suddenly, Zhizhong stopped, pulled out his fingers covered in vaginal fluid, and then pulled me to my feet. He quickly pulled down his pants, his engorged penis standing erect, and while stroking it, he looked at me seductively and said, "How about it? Want this?"

"Yes! Yes!" I couldn't hold back anymore and answered hastily.

"How do you want it?" He leaned against the wall, his enormous member raised like a flagpole.

"I want it inserted into my hole..."

"With what?"

"With your big cock..."

"How? I don't know, what do you want me to do?" He said, then sat down on the low stool.

My vagina itched unbearably, as if bitten by ants. Forgetting all ladylike restraint, I hastily straddled his lap, aligning my wet opening with his glans and sliding down, tightly enveloping his penis. Without hesitation, he gripped my waist and began thrusting in and out, each stroke penetrating fully to the hilt. My breasts bounced with each thrust, and my juices flowed uncontrollably down his penis.

I no longer cared that we were in a public place with people around. I wrapped my arms around Zhizhong's neck and thrust forcefully, while he lifted my buttocks, moving up and down with him. Lost in our passion, we rubbed our genitals together, our breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

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