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It’s naughty, and far from anything normal. I run a hand along a satin strip, and it’s ultra soft. “Feel it, it’s so smooth.”
Slowly Lorenzo reaches around, and his fingers reach out. For some reason, he stops, so I take his hand, and hold it against the bra. I run his fingers over the satin. I feel electricity again, and I shiver. “Feel good?”
Lorenzo says nothing, and my clit starts to throb. I look into his eyes, and my heart pounds loudly in my ears. I run his fingers over part of my breast, and he seems transfixed.
I close my eyes, and inhale.
Suddenly, he whips his hand back, and the moment is gone.
“Okay, try to remember that look,” I say, “because in a minute, I’ll change.”
I start to undo the bra, but Lorenzo hasn’t turned. I raise a brow, and he turns, and clears his throat.
I giggle, remove the complex straps, black bra and panties, and I reach for the set in yellow. They are French, delicate, and exotic.
After putting them on, I straighten up, and I look at the mirror in front of me. I grin, proud of the woman I am becoming. “Okay, turn,” I say, hoping he likes them.
Lorenzo stands behind me as we both face the mirror. “Dear God,” he mumbles deep and low.
“I know, right.”
Suddenly Lorenzo snaps, and he looks angry. “No! There is no way that you can wear that.”
“What?” I ask spinning to face him. We are inches away, because the stall is not that big.
“Look, you’re getting way too hot, this is wrong!”
I place my hands on my hips, and snap. “Look bossy, I think it’s hot, and what are you gonna do about it?”
Lorenzo does not move, but I can feel him burning up.
“That’s what I thought, and it’s not as if you can rip them off me.”
Lorenzo leans down towards me, and I back up. He steps forwards, and I am now in a corner. I am also turned on. Lorenzo’s eyes are dark, and I start panting. My clit is also throbbing.
“Storm, take off your panties, now!”
I huff amazed, but excited, “No!”
“Storm, do I need to rip them off you?”
I want to say yes, and I want him to do it with his teeth. Lorenzo puts a hand on my wrist, and he lifts it above my head. I am now kind of pinned in position.
“Off now!”
I lean in, and I am almost trembling. “What are you gonna do, spank me?” Lorenzo’s eyes squint. “Oh my God,” I huff, “you just considered it!”
Lorenzo ignores me, as I bite my lower lip. I rest an arm on his chest, and I speak low. “Have you ever done that?”
“No comment.”
“Oh my gosh, you have,” I say turned on. We are still looking at each other, and my nipples are hard. Lorenzo looks down, and we both realize they are, at the same time.
My heart is pounding, and I am going to kiss him. I need him in me, and I cannot wait.
“Give me the panties.”
“Hand!” I demand, and he lets my hand go.
