Now do it! No bra or panties."Once again, I couldn't help myself. Being ordered to do something so dangerous and sexy was overwhelming. I couldn't ref...use.I dressed again. I put on my blouse which was thin but only slightly see through and, after wiping myself, pulled on my trousers, which were very see through! I put my bra and pants in my handbag then said to her, "Ok, I am dressed."She didn't answer right away and then; "Good. Come and find me. I want to see you." But where are you?" You will. He waited until I asked if you where there. I knew you where watching from across the store. He cleared his throat and hummed mmhmm. I then ask for you to come into the change room with me. What I got was him. I was facing away from the door and the mirror. Once he came up behind me, he put his arms around me sexy, hot body. I melted into him and let out a moan thinking that it was you."While she was telling me the story, I was acting it out."He was running his hands all over my tits and pussy. I like a hot fucking mouth like this,” he moaned. He held me there, moving ever so slightly back and forth and side to side. I could feel him begin to grow, stretching my jaws to the limit. “Yessssss,” he hissed. “You’re doing good.” He began to slowly fuck my mouth, not trying to jam it down my throat, but enjoying the feeling of the hot wetness. “That feels so fucking good. I don’t get to feel a hot mouth on my dick to often,” he spoke quietly. I knew my jaws were going to be. "Give 'em hell, Kid," I said when she got to me. It was the same words I had told her as she took the stage as a nervous high school freshman almost two decades earlier. As freshman class president, I had been tasked with the job of getting all the props off the stage after every performance. I had been standing at the edge of the stage that night ... just as I stood at the dugout steps now.Liz stopped for a moment and her smile grew. It might have been the first time that memory had popped.