Do You Know Your Enemy, Darling?

~*~ Zoey ~*~

Tom ran out and hugged onto me whining.

I giggled.

"What?"

He shook his head and we went into a shop. Tom wanted to buy me a shirt. We picked out a few and went to the dressing rooms. We walked in a small one.

I took off my shirt and he handed me the first first. I put it on and modeled it for him smiling.

"It's kinda big." he chuckled.

"Okay." I giggled.

I changed and Tom pinned me against the wall.

"Tom." I giggled.

"Yes?"

"Let me get dressed." I smiled.

"No."

He kissed me hard. I kissed him back. His hands went right for my chest and I like him. He slid his hands in my bra and massaged my breasts.

I moaned softly against his lips. I ran my hands down and unbuttoned his jeans. I slide my hand in them and rubbed him gently.

He moaned and slid his hands out. He went for my jeans button. I giggled and let him. He undid them and wiggled his hand in my tight jeans and rubbed me. I moaned.

How classy of me, in a dressing room almost having sex with my boyfriend.