Chapter 4

John was naked, sitting at the table, listening to the chug-chug of the coffee brewer. Madeline had seemed distant, resisting any cuddling, but she said she had a surprise for him. John decided to play it cool. If she walked into the kitchen in the lingerie he bought her last weekend, that would be a good sign.

Mmmm, Madeline had looked delicious when she strutted out of the change room on those three-inch heels, wearing a red MAPALÉ Cage lace wireless bra and garter set. The mesh, crotchless panties cupped her young swells of pussy, making them bulge with each step she took.

She stopped in front of him, spun on one foot, and did a runway model walk back. The garters cutting across her bare cheeks added a new dimension to sexy. It was impossible to resist, and even though Madeline said no and swore at him, John insisted on getting into the fitting room with her. She swatted at him and whispered, “There’s a salesgirl lurking about. She’ll hear us.”

As wild as Madeline had been up until that point, letting him fuck her in the car, in a bathroom stall at a club, in the backyard, and blowing him in the parking garage at the mall, John didn’t take Madiline’s protests seriously.

Already in lingerie, with crotchless panties, all John had to do was start finger-fucking her while lowering his zipper, and it was on. In minutes, he had her ass in his hands, her legs wrapped around his waist, and John got his cock inside the girl’s tight pussy. He bounced and fucked her hard, with her back banging off the fitting room wall. As always, Madeline was vocal, crying out with pleasure.

Once thoroughly fucked and filled with cum, Madeline dressed without saying a word. They opened the door to the white-faced high girl who had listened to the whole thing. Madeline stayed mad at him for the rest of the day before finally admitting it was herself she was mad at. It had been too dangerous.