Shopping II (R18)

With several pieces of lingerie in her hands, Sayuri walked into the closed changing room. It certainly had been fun seeing Kyle's face as she asked him which one was good, and which one he liked.

More so because she had been turning him on slowly throughout the day. Well, it was one way to break the monotony of shopping for him, right?

She could see how much he imagined her in them, so it was only fair that she had to make sure the result would be as good as the imagination.

She picked out one and lifted it, looking at it in admiration.

She stood in front of the mirror and placed it upon her body, just to see the overall effect. As her gaze landed on the mirror, her eyes narrowed slightly. She looked at the sides of the mirror, then around in the room and noted the location of the light and its brightness.

Sayuri pursed her lips and then a slow smile formed on her lips.

Hanging up the chosen lingerie, she then took off her outer coat to hang beside it. She turned around, unbuttoned her pants and slowly took it off, letting it slide down her leg as she bent forward.

Her naked butt cheeks came into view as she wore a thong. Sayuri stood up and turned her head to look at her butt, giving it a stroke as she pulled upon the string in between her butt cheeks, as it had ridden up a bit.

Sayuri then reached for the lingerie and took it off the hanger, turned around and placed it on her body again as she looked at the mirror. She tilted her head, her ruby red lips pursed forward a bit and she shook her head with a sigh.

She placed the lingerie on the bench and took hold of the bottom layer of her shirt, pulling it upwards, revealing her flat stomach and soon, her perky breasts in its matching bra. Sayuri looked down at her breasts, then tilted her head as she looked at the lingerie.

She licked her lips, parting them a bit as she reached behind and unhooked her bra. She turned around to pick up the lingerie and, at the same time, took off her bra completely. She slipped on the lingerie, letting it flow down onto her body as she ruffled her hair.

Her hands started running all over her body, as she felt the material … causing the man on the other side of the two-way mirror to grit his teeth.

Why wouldn't she turn?!

His hardened c*ck was in his hands as he was slowly pumping it, watching the lovely scene of the woman in front of him.

When she had entered with that pile of lingerie in her hands, he felt it was his lucky day. The woman was beautiful with a figure that made his mouth water. He was already envisioning her in it … or better, naked … when his eyes bulged wide upon to see that she was actually taking off her pants!

Then her shirt!

And even her bra!

He felt like he had hit the jackpot.

This woman was daring enough to try on the outfit, so she would have to buy it no matter what. Seeing her wearing it was truly a feast to behold.

He was panting, his hand movements getting faster as he willed her to turn around and let him see her in all her glory. Even though he could see her butt through the sheer material of the lingerie, it wasn't enough.

He wanted to see her face him, see those beautiful pair of breasts through the sheer material. He wanted to see her face, so that he could shoot his sperm all over the window, making it seem like he was covering her all over with his cum.

But she didn't turn.

In fact, she seemed to be fixated towards the door.

To his chagrin, the door actually opened - to reveal a rather striking and handsome young man whose face lit up upon seeing the vision in front of him.

The man gritted his teeth.

This is not fair!

He hated men like that.

Men who seemed to have everything in his hands.

Even that woman that he saw first!

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Kyle was outside, flipping through the messages in his phone when he heard his wife call him.

"Kyle, my love?"

His fingers paused on the screen and he slowly closed the interface.

His body was already reacting to her sultry voice, calling out to him. He knew she was doing it on purpose, adding on to what she had done earlier. Teasing him with images of her in that outfit and now, knowing she was in that outfit …

Quickly putting his phone in his back pocket, Kyle dashed over to the dressing room and stood in front of it, answering, "Yes, Sweetheart? What's wrong?"

The door flung open and Kyle stood there frozen for a second while his mouth went dry. He was hit by the lovely vision of his wife standing there in full glory in the sexiest outfit ever.

The real thing was far better than what he had imagined.

He gulped, feeling his erection straining against his pants, causing a very noticeable tent.

His eyes blatantly admired his sexy wife, who maintained her extremely good figure despite having three children.

The entire lingerie showed off her figure well. Her round perky breasts were in the sheer bra-like cup of the lingerie, letting him see the entire fullness with only the nipples being covered cleverly by the red flower motif.

There was a split right in the front of the lingerie starting from the middle of the breast. Thus, he could see her toned stomach and navel, showing the thong she was wearing.

A thong that had a slit right in the middle with an obvious wet patch on it.

His eyes darkened as he then looked at his wife in the eyes and seeing her eyes full of desire, he knew exactly what she wanted.

Kyle was flabbergasted, but not surprised.

Truth be told, though he loved f*cking his wife whenever and wherever - it was in the comfort of the house or in areas that were devoid of people. Doing it in public was not something he would ever initiate and Sayuri, knowing this, never did - or rather, only in remote places where they couldn't be seen (like on top of a tree).

Discovering that Sayuri was a bit of an exhibitionist did not turn him off and it was something he found out when she extracted revenge on the person who had nearly caused her and their kids death.

By making that person watch their lovemaking session all night.

It had been slightly awkward at first but any such thoughts went out his head the moment his wife was exposed naked in front of him.

So right now, his beloved was initiating something she had never done before.

After all, though the dressing room wasn't exactly out in the open, it wasn't truly hidden either. The walls were thin, after all. Still, as he had already promised her that he would accompany her and do everything she asked for - he couldn't very well refuse this request of hers now, could he?

He raised an eyebrow and took a step forward as she then reached out and grabbed his collar, pulling him in. He slammed the door behind him and locked it as she kissed him, plastering herself on him - her soft breasts upon his chest and her leg in between his, rubbing his stiff c*ck through his pants.

Naturally, Kyle returned her hot kiss, their tongue intermingling and both were equally demanding. His hand snaked around her waist, then down to caress and fondle her butt cheeks, feeling utter bliss at the fact that he had free access.

Breaking from the kiss, Kyle's hands started squeezing her butt as she tilted her head slightly to allow him to kiss her neck. Her lips moved slightly, her tongue out to lick his ear and caused him to pause for a microsecond before he continued his meticulous care of her neck - and butt.

Sayuri deftly unbuckled his pants and unzipped it, taking out his already hard c*ck from the confines of the boxers he was wearing.

Without a word, Kyle moved forward while she moved back, and he slammed her against the wall, at the corner of where the mirror was. He lifted up her leg, and using his other hand, pushed through the slit in the thong.

He could feel just how wet she was.

He stared at her in the eyes while she grinned then ran her tongue slowly over her lips.

"So," Kyle asked as he leaned forward and was kissing her all over her face, "Do you want it slow and steady, or hard and fast?"

"Just the way I like it," Sayuri answered as he brought up her other leg.

He thrust himself inside of her throbbing core and sealed her lips as she was about to curse as usual. She wrapped her legs around his waist, and he continued thrusting into her hard and fast, just as she wanted.

As for the man watching, he was also moving his hands around his c*ck in the same movement as Kyle was, imagining himself to be the one doing it instead. He cursed inwardly that all he could see were her long legs around the man's waist and how the man was moving.

Oh, how he wished he could have some sound in the dressing room.

With a groan, he splattered the two-way mirror in front of him with his cum, panting.

But the couple wasn't done yet.

Ah, how he wished he could see better.

He went closer, something he had never done before, figuring that the couple was too engrossed with their f*cking session to notice anything.

Maybe, if he looked at an angle, he would be able to see the woman. See her with her slutty expression, her bouncing breasts, and maybe … maybe … even where her core was being pounded.

Just thinking about it made him salivate again - though it would take a bit of time for the little 'old junior to stand up again.

He leaned forward at the mirror, wiping his own sperm in disgust as he tried to take a peek.

He noticed that the thrusting movements seemed to have stopped for a bit and he wondered if the couple was finally done. Before he could move back, however, there was a breaking sound of shattering glass and a piercing pain at his chest.

He saw, to his horror, a red and ugly gash on his chest, that ran from one end to the other. Blood was oozing out of it and the stinging pain was unbelievable. He screamed and looked up, only to see the couple staring at him through a hole in the mirror.

There were shattered pieces of glass all over - on his side and theirs, with a hole just big enough for a head to go through.

The man was so shocked at the scene that he couldn't think.

His mind was blank.

All he knew was that there were two pairs of eyes staring at him, making him cold all over and the pain filling him up.

Sayuri nonchalantly wiped the blood off the blade from the man's pants and slipped it into the sheath of the hidden compartment at the side of Kyle's pants. Kyle let her down slowly and took off the brass knuckles that were on his hand and put it in his pocket.

He made sure he was standing in front of Sayuri all this while, blocking her from the view of the man that was now screaming like a pig that had been stabbed.

Both Sayuri and Kyle rolled their eyes at the drama.

Sayuri had only sliced his chest, not stabbed him and while it stung, it was not life-threatening at all.

It was like getting a paper cut, that's all.