“You now have a new jacket,” I replied, handing it to her.“No, no, no,” she argued back.“Go put it on and let’s go for a ride,” I remark...d as I turned and walked towards the register. I told the clerk I was buying the leather jacket and that my new friend was going to wear it, looking back her as she stood holding the jacket, unsure of how to respond.“Go put it on,” I repeated as I handed the clerk my credit card. “I’m serious.”She turned and headed to a dressing room and I watched as she. She stands there motionless for a few moments, quite still, as if rooted to the spot. The room is quiet, not a breath can be heard as she slowly turns around, uncoiling serpentine-like until she is facing us. She has adopted the classic pose of the female nude. Her legs are crossed, thighs clamped tightly together. One arm reaches down, her hand presses tightly between her legs concealing her pussy; the other is folded across her chest, trying to hide her nipples and stem the wobble of her. After, what it seemed like two minutes, I heard a creak down the hall. Frightened I would be caught jerking off in the hallway, I pulled up my pants, not realizing how much noise I was making. Before I knew it, Hunter had swung the door open, his dick still slightly erect. He looked at me suspiciously with his handsome eyes. "I'm so sorry," I spluttered to him. "I-I only meant to put away this package my mom sent." Hunter didn't say anything, but only watched me as I blabbered on. "Were you. I made my way over to his ear and started nibbling on the bottom of his earlobe as I felt him place his hands on each of my knees and rub them up my thighs. I raised myself up a bit and looked down at him into his eyes. He slowly moved his hands from my thighs, to my waist, and then up onto the small of my back. He pulled me down just a little bit towards his chest as our lips met for the first time. It was just a small peck at first until I started biting his bottom lip. He got the hint and.