Sophie's Revenge Part 3 continued. - Sex Stories

Sophie's Revenge Part 3 continued.

... she saw him she giggled. "You're so bad," she said, nudging his arm, "and the way you stroked my butt just then made my pussy twitch." They headed through the store towards the escalator. Stepping onto it, Rich looked around to see who was watching. When he saw that no one was behind them or at the top of the moving staircase he slipped his hand over her shoulder, lifting the top of her dress and looking down. "You have really pretty tits," he whispered, leaning close to her neck. Stacy sighed as she felt his breath on her neck and leaning closer to him as his hand moved over her shoulder, slipping inside her dress, stroking her nipple, turning it into a stiff bud. Her immediate reaction was to pull away, making him stop in case someone was looking but the sensation around her breast made her remain still. Reaching the top of the escalator Rich was pleased to see that the shop floor was quiet, only a few staff members tidying shelves and rails. Looking over towards the changing rooms he saw that, right then, they were unattended. "Now what?" Stacy asked, looking around. "Walk over to the changing rooms but don't stand too close to them otherwise someone will come over to you." Having been part of Rich's plans in the past you knew to trust him and so she headed in the direction of the fitting rooms. As she walked away Rich stepped over to a rail of jeans, picking up three pairs in his size he followed Stacy, stopping at another rail closer to the changing rooms. Stacy looked ...

... over at him, silently questioning what she should do next. Looking around, Rich nodded to her, indicating that she should walk into the empty fitting area. As she disappeared around the corner he walked slowly after her, stopping at the entrance. He looked around, catching the eye of a pretty female staff member who was busying herself on the floor. "Hi," she said, smiling at Rich. "You have three items there?" Rich smiled back at her. "Yes, three." She stepped into the changing area, picking up a plastic tag with a large 3 on it and for a moment Rich hoped that Stacy had stepped into one of the cubicles and wasn't standing in the narrow corridor which ran alone side the five curtained booths. The fact that the staff member didn't react to Stacy's presence told him that she wasn't there. "I think they're all empty," the girl said, handing Rich the plastic tag. "If you need anything just press the button in the cubicle, I'll just be on the shop floor." "Thanks," Rich replied, taking the tag, "but I think I have what I want." Rich walked down the short corridor towards the cubicle it's curtain pulled over. Puling it back he stepped through, closing it behind him. In all four corners of the cubicle were angled mirrors so that customers trying on clothes could see them from every angle. Stacy stood in the middle of the room, nervous excitement written on her face but as he approached her she seemed to relax, her nerves replaced by something deeper. "This is going to have to be ...