I’m Carly. I had planned a night out with the girls. I had to shower, shave my legs and pussy the way Tom liked it. As I looked through my wardrobe I couldn’t find a single thing to wear. I wanted to feel nice. I wanted to feel sexy. The time was 4 pm. Tom was in the garden fixing his shed.
I quickly grabbed my floaty dress and threw it over my naked body, grabbed my bag and keys, and made my way through the garden to the car. Tom looked confused.
“Tom I need you to choose me a dress for this evening. If we go now I’ll make the shops closing. We need to be quick."
I gave Tom a cheeky smile as I raised my dress to flash my neatly styled pussy. That was all he needed to down tools and hit the shops.
He was hot and sweaty but he couldn’t stop thinking about what was under my dress, I could tell. His cock was pulsating!
His mind started to wander and he could feel his cock starting to twitch.
We arrived in town and as I hopped out of the car Tom couldn’t help notice that my nipples were hard and pushing against the soft material of my dress. He imagined slowly running his tongue over them. I always liked it when he did this. Tom’s mind was all over the place. He needed to control himself before it all got too much.
In the shop, I grabbed a few dresses and Tom gave his opinion of them. Of course, all he was thinking about was my soft naked body and what my pussy tasted like.
As it was the end of the day, the boutique was quiet. The shop assistant had no problem with Tom entering the fitting rooms to view my choice of dresses. I closed the curtain and removed my dress that I threw on in my rush to get out. I put the first dress on. A short black dress which showed of my big tits and hourglass figure. As I pulled the curtain back to shout for Tom, I couldn’t believe my eyes. Tom was sat in the fitting room opposite with his throbbing cock in hand. It had all got too much. I started to weaken. I loved Tom’s cock. It was thick and throbbing and begging to be sat on.