Absolutely Unforgivable(17)

I loved to tease him for some reason. I think it was because I loved the look of angst on his face when he knew there was nothing he could do to satisfy his desire for me at that moment.

We had been shopping for a while now and our hands were full of bags; I wondered how much longer he was going to hold out, but as we exited Macy’s we walked past Victoria’s Secret. His eyes widened with excitement. I wondered to myself if this was his plan all along. Then again, he did spend the entire day buying me all the things I liked, I might as well return the favor, so I grabbed his hand and led him into the store.

As we walked inside he started to say “Could you …” but he didn’t finished. “Are you …” he trailed off. He looked down at the floor and shook his head. I could tell he was trying to find the right words to say but they just wouldn’t come. His cheeks were a little red and I could tell he was embarrassed to be in a store filled with so many intimate things. This really wasn’t like Jeromy. He was normally so confident. I really didn’t think anything fazed him. It was downright adorable watching him with the boyish grin on his face, trying to speak.

Saving him the struggle, I led him to a large couch towards the back of the store and sat him down there, along with all of our shopping bags from the day. His eyes never left my face, as I walked over to a rack and pulled out a chiffon ruffle babydoll dress. He nodded in excitement. Next I made my way over to the rows of gowns hanging on the wall. I pulled out a full length gown, only the entire bottom half was made of a see-through mesh. One glance over my shoulder towards Jeromy’s eagerly awaiting face and I could tell that this too was a yes.

I would need to find some panties to go with it, so I worked my way over to the center display aisle and picked up a tiny black pair and tossed them over to Jeromy playfully. He blushed and quickly put them to his side, along with the rest of the items I had already picked out. Next I found a simple black slip dress that was trimmed in pale pink lace. I looked over to Jeromy to see what he thought and got yet another nod of agreement.

I was starting to wonder if he was really paying attention or if he was just mindlessly agreeing with all of my selections when I came across a navy blue pleated babydoll dress that had a bow tied just below where my breasts would be. He gave me a sly grin and I added that to our growing collection of lingerie.

I found a few push up bras and matching panty sets that I liked and brought them over to Jeromy as well. Then I decided I should probably get something I could actually wear around the house that wouldn’t be too revealing. I found a cute ruffle tank with a matching pair of tiny shorts. I picked up a pair in black and one in pale pink. It was more cute than sexy and still decent enough to be able to trot around the house in without causing too much of a stir if I happened to run into anyone else.

After we left Victoria’s Secret we were headed to the car, which was parked just outside of Nordstrom's. While traipsing through the store a beautiful black dress caught my attention and I pulled Jeromy over to check it out. By now most men would have completely lost it or died of boredom. But Jeromy wasn’t most men. He was kind and compassionate and wanted to do whatever it took to make me happy.

I grabbed the black dress off of the rack and made my way back to the dressing rooms, Jeromy in tow. I put the bags I was carrying in the stall next to me and then told him to do the same. No reason to carry those bags around while he stood out there waiting for me to try this dress on.

It was a cute dress but it was impossible to really measure the fit because I couldn’t do the snaps myself. I asked Jeromy if he would come in my dressing room and help me. He entered the small room with caution. He looked like he was walking into an ambush and well, perhaps he was.

His hands caressed my shoulders as he zipped up the back of my dress. He slowly began running his fingers down my back, pushing his hips into me from behind. I let out of soft moan and then Jeromy pressed his hand against mine and interlaced our fingers. “No, baby, we can’t. We are going to get caught,” I said softly as he started to kiss my arm and then pushed my head back and began kissing my neck. He knew exactly where to touch me to make me lose all sense of reason and logic.

When he sat down on the bench, I straddled him like the wild stallion that he was. I ground against him as he pushed my head back and licked the front of my neck in a slow but forceful motion. While he nibbled on my ear I took a deep breath and inhaled the musk of his manhood.

I did my absolute best to stay quiet during our secret tryst in the dressing room, but at times he did have to cup his hand over my mouth to help. I couldn’t believe what I was doing. Someone could walk in and catch us at any moment; but then again that was also part of the excitement.