The Fitting Room – a fantasy – another version.

( I wrote a previous verson of the fitting room fantasy, based on some real events. I had a fantasy dream about the same experience, but involving someone else I met at the store. I hope you enjoy this story too.))

*This story begins with real events

Yesterday, I was buying some clothes and saw a soft black robe for sale. I like wearing a robe when hosting. It’s a wonderful way to greet and get the passion started.

As I walked into the store, I walked past a well-dressed lady, an employee of this well-known mid-priced clothing shop. A short distance down the aisle, she called out to me, telling me about their special sales. She asked if I had their credit card, which would entitle me to access the sales. I responded that I did, and she said that if I needed any assistance, she would be around. It was brief, and I found her attractive and friendly.

I often miss signals or opportunities, and on the other hand, she was helpful. I didn’t think about her until last night, which became this fantasy.

I wrote a Passion Story about the same visit, when I noticed a man standing in the aisle. He smiled when I looked up, and then he walked away. He appeared to be around the same age, slightly taller, and decent-looking.

This happens occasionally, and it gets my mind wandering. I am never good at giving or receiving signs, and so far, I have never had a spontaneous hook-up.

*The fantasy

When the lady called out to tell me about their sales, I turned and responded that I was not aware. I walked back to her, and she told me of the special prices on selected items. Her nametag read "Maria," and she was an Assistant Store Manager. She was attractive, close to my age, and had an engaging smile.

She asked if I had their credit card, which unlocked deeper discounts and I responded that I did. I thought, if she weren’t so friendly and attractive, I would have thanked her and moved on. Yet, she wasn’t selling anything, and I liked looking at her, listening to her sweet voice, perhaps Colombian. I always had a thing for Colombian women.

She told me that I could use their credit card outside the store, for groceries and gas, which was news to me.
I felt a sudden burst of confidence and blurted out, “Maria, would this credit card allow me to get your phone number?â€

I thought to myself, “Whoa, did I really say that?â€

I have a live-in girlfriend, and here I am trying to pick up Maria. Yes, I have lovers, men and women, but they knew the score. I wish I were single again, but now I wait for her to turn-me down. She must get passes all the time.

She looked at me and said, “Maybe, can I see your credit card?â€

Now what, I thought, but I started it, so let’s see it through. I got my card out and handed it to her, with slightly shaky hands. The confidence disappeared as soon as I got brave and asked.

She took the card and went to the counter and returned. She handed me the card and a slip of folded paper. She smiled and told me she had to attend to some business in her office, but if I need assistance, look for me.

She left and I unfolded the paper; it read, “Maria, 609…. “ and included a smiling face.

My goodness, she gave me her number.

I went about my shopping, but was numb and nervous, and thought of Maria.

*True Events

I found some jeans and socks that I needed, and noticed some robes, which I wanted to buy. I needed a soft robe to wear with a lady lover, and when I have my bi-urges and host.

The robes were nice and were $50-$60. I was looking through the rack when I saw a sticker on one for $9.99. This was one of the hidden sales that the lady told me about earlier. I took the robe and headed off to the fitting room.

In the fitting room, I was horned up from the thought of the man I saw earlier, and recalling an old fantasy. I stripped down, put the robe on, and looked at myself in the mirror. I was semi-hard, as I stroked myself.

*Back to the Fantasy

I was curious, was this really the price of this robe? None of the other robes had this sticker. I looked around for Maria but didn’t see her. She did say to look for her if I needed assistance.

I reached for the paper she handed me and said, “What the hell?â€

I texted her, “Maria, this is Stephen. I have a question about the price of a robe that I liked.â€

She responded right away, “Where are you?â€

I responded, “I am in the fitting room.â€

She responded, “Give me five minutes. Why don’t you try the robe on, make sure it fits.â€

I was already wearing the robe. My cock was semi-hard from stroking. I heard her walk in the fitting area, so I quickly tied the robe tightly. I was nervous that I was naked under the robe and semi-hard. I didn’t want to offend Maria. Plus, I expected her to text me.

She called out softly, “Stephen?â€

I thought about saying I would be out in a moment, and quickly changing, but heard the booth door open.

She looked around and asked if she could join me. She looked nervous, and at that moment, my heart began to race. I nodded, she looked around again, and she stepped in.

She said, “You had a question about the robe price?â€

I was confused. She entered the fitting room booth to answer my question? However, I lifted my arm and showed her the tag with the lower price over the regular price. She said, “Oh yes, that was what I was telling you about, the special prices on merchandise. You got lucky, those are expensive robes.â€

She inspected the robe, over my naked body. I was slightly embarrassed, as she told me to turn around. She ran her hand over the soft robe, down my back. My cock twinged but her movements seemed professional, as someone would do to check the fit. She said, “The robe looks wonderful on you, Stephen, and I glanced in the mirror as she undid her blouse. She said, “I hope you don’t mind.â€

Before I could respond, her blouse fell to the floor. She was not wearing a bra; she had taken it off before coming to the fitting room. I started to turn, but she wrapped her hands around my chest, pressing against my back. She moaned, saying, “Mmmm, this is a nice robe, so soft, it feels so good. You feel so good.â€

I responded, “You feel good too.â€

Her hands began to untie the robe, and as it opened, my cock was fully erect. She moaned softly and began to stroke my now aching cock. I started to tell her how amazing this was, but she put a finger against my lips. Message received, as I licked the finger, taking it in my mouth.

I reached my hand around and could feel her bare skin and moved down to feel her ass. She was pressed hard against my back, so I could not touch her small breasts.

As I squeezed her bottom, she wiggled and sent waves of pleasure through my body. Then she stepped back and undid the button on her slacks. She took my hand, still behind me, and placed it on her wet pussy. My finger went in, and I felt for just the right spot. Found it quickly, and she muffled her moan into the soft robe. I slipped two fingers, and she again dug deep into the soft robes, moaning.

I think she realized where she was and pulled away. I thought she was going to leave, as she said, “Shit, I have to be back on the floor in 10 minutes.â€

I knew this was too good to be true, but I thought, “What an amazing woman, and hoped she would see me again.

Just as I was resigned to the wonderful tease, she came around, and we kissed, deep and passionately. Her small breasts looked wonderful, and her nipples were fully erect. I wanted to kiss and nibble them, but she stepped back and quickly knelt.

She asked, “Please come fast.â€

She took my cock in her mouth and stroked my shaft and sucked me like a woman on fire. Her other hand squeezed my balls, and I leaned against the wall. I closed my eyes. I pride myself on my holding power, but knowing her urgency, I didn’t hold back. Then she suckled and licked my cockhead, and I felt a stirring in my balls, a sure sign I was going to climax.

She must have sensed this or tasted my precum and locked her lips around my cockhead and licked the soft flesh, and I came. I grabbed her head and she swallowed all of me.

I would have normally held her head, forcing her to continue to lick and suck my spent cock, but I knew her urgency. I didn’t want her mad or to get in trouble, as I wanted to be with her again soon.

She withdrew and gave my cock a soft kiss, and then rose to her feet. We kissed deeply; I could taste my come on her tongue. I gently caressed her chest as she reached for her blouse. She put the blouse on and we kissed again.

My robe was still open, and she said, “I sure hope you enjoy the robe.â€

She checked her hair and makeup and said, “Damn, I hope no one sees me.â€

As she opened the door slowly, making sure no one was nearby. She looked back and said, “Aren’t you glad you are a member?â€

And added, “Hope you text me soon.â€

She was gone and I could not believe this day. I changed and composed myself, and yes, I bought the robe and thought, I am glad I had their credit card.