Adam sat on the sofa rather impatiently, yet displaying a calm nature. The boutique was full this evening, crowded by women who had won the lottery, people who wanted to buy something pricey just once in their lives, and men like Adam: Boyfriends who were there because their relationships demanded it.
It were mainly those men sitting on the sofa, waiting for the ladies to try the garments and finally decide, so that they would be able to pay and leave after waiting for what felt like an eternity. One of them asked, smiling with his eyes on Adam, his brown hair the same color as his worn-out coat, “Waiting too, fella?”
He hadn’t exactly expected to be spoken to, but, of course, his charismatic charm even attracted the lowest class of people. Like normally, Adam showed a friendly smile rather than a complaint or an eyeroll. “Like every week.”
“It’s my girlfriend’s birthday and I saved up all my money. Today, I thought, I’d grant her wish and take her to a designer boutique for her to buy a Flapper dress she likes,” he spoke out proudly, in no way arrogant.
“Hey, that’s amazing! Tell her a happy birthday from me!” Adam answered enthusiastically, wondering what he had done this time to deserve listening to that dull idiot.
The man smiled happily, apparently thinking he could form a friendship. It seemed as if he wanted to keep the conversation going, but the two were interrupted.
“Vegaaaa!”
He got up, grinning. “Seems like I’m needed.”
The man smiled even brighter. “Good luck!”
“Hope I won’t need it!” His response came with a wink. Adam left behind the waiting area and, with that, the fake smile on his face. Finally entering the area with the few changing rooms, he found many women waiting in line rather impatiently to try on their selected clothing. “…Doll?”
She stepped out of her changing room, grinning. Priya loved shopping. She was more than careless about the waiting people, no matter if it were a bunch of women, or her boyfriend who she had kept waiting for almost an hour. “How you like that?” Not losing her grin, she young woman presented him the new dress confidently, posing with her hands on her waist, then spinning round.
…Of course she had chosen the most expensive one. He gifted her a smile. “I love it. You look incredible.”
“First, I kinda wasn’t sure if that color suits my skin tone,” Priya claimed. “You really do think I look good in that?” She pouted; but not because she had a low self-esteem. Priya was fishing for compliments. And Adam was her favorite sea.
He knew it, and grinned. “I think you’d look good in nothing, too.”
Immediately, her smirk got dirtier. “Baby…” Eyes wandering to the waiting women, Priya saw that they weren’t watching them. She held out a hand to him. “You wanna see?”
Adam smiled, and followed her after a short moment of hesitation. He felt the glances of the waiting women behind him, as the couple made their way inside.
The dressing room was small, the lights bright, and Priya closed its curtain. She walked a few steps backwards, her back hitting the wall, hands already on her dress…
He approached her like a predator its prey, seemingly determined, his eyes changing colors. At her, he cupped her cheeks and pressed his lips onto hers, hungry, demanding…
While kissing Adam passionately, tasting his tongue and biting his lip, Priya’s eyes turned red. She pushed her tight dress up as much as possible, making it shorter than it already was, and wrapped her legs around his hips, feeling the growing bulge in his pants…
Finally, Adam pulled away from her lips and focused on what was between her legs. Without hesitation, he used a finger to slide her underwear aside, removing the barrier to slip his fingers into her.
It was then that Priya got real horny. Feeling his mouth caressing her neck, she moved her head upwards, faced the bright lights coming from above. “Vega,” Priya said quietly, her breath a bit heavy, “I want you to fuck me so hard in here.” She wanted this. She wanted it bad.
…And she didn’t have to tell him twice. Assured that she was wet enough, he opened his pants, pulled his dick out with absolutely no feelings of shame, and slid his boner into her. He cupped her cheeks once again, this time pressing her against the wall, and thrusted inside with force.
The rush turned her on, the thrill, the thought of having someone come in and see them… Priya’s moans were suppressed by a hand that he used to cover her mouth with, as she was playing with herself.
Minutes passed, in which they got it on, getting closer to the peak each second, meanwhile heedlessly ignoring the annoyed voices coming from the outside. “Excuse me?”, “How long is this taking?”, “What is happening in there?” They didn’t answer. They didn’t care.
Soon, Priya felt her peak so closely, an enormously powerful wave about to wash over her… With her free hand, she grabbed Adam’s arm, nails digging into his skin as she tried to push it away with force. She couldn’t keep those moans inside for any time longer…
Yet, he was stronger. Adam knew that, if he’d take his hand away now, everyone outside the room would hear his girlfriend’s overly loud moaning. He reached his maximum speed of thrusting, his peak so close… He wanted to finish – without anyone interrupting the last moments.
Winding, Priya tried her best to get free, but he refused to let go. Yet, as the orgasm washed over her, his hand couldn’t stop it: Priya let out the longest, loudest moan imaginable.
Adam heard the voices outside falling silent – everyone was suddenly quiet. Cursing Priya in his mind, he drowned his groans, face on her shoulder, and reached his peak inside of her.
She felt him filling her up, her legs weakening. Having finished, Priya’s back slid down the wall as she had no more energy to hold any sort of body tension.
Done as well, Adam quickly supported her ass which kept her from sliding to the ground. As their breathing slowly calmed down, their eyes changing to brown again, he slid out of her.
Before too much cum could run out, he grabbed the part of her underwear he had slid aside and put it back on its place, to have it cover her private parts.
Hoping Priya to be able to stand, Adam gently lowered her down and rolled the dress back down as well, as she seemed too exhausted to do it herself. Lazily, he grabbed her old dress from where she had put it.
Finally, the curtains opened. A number of people were waiting in shock, in anger, in amusement. What the couple received for the most part, however, were wide eyes and angry glares. But they walked outside, holding hands, in a way that was absolutely careless, experiencing no sort of shame or discomfort.
As they made their way to the checkout, Priya felt her body expelling the last traces of their adventure, soaking her underwear.
After taking in the confused look of the female cashier, as Priya was wearing the dress they wanted to buy, she watched Adam say something, pay and wondered how long it’d take for his cum to start running down her legs.
Then, she turned to his car on the other side of the street that she could see through the glass windows – and counted the seconds until they’d be in there and she’d have him inside her again.