t1. a love poem to my sensual barok

the sales lady smiled at me when i entered the store and sort of like giggled. i don't know if it was just my imagination, but i thought i saw her giggle. if only niNa wasn't inside the fitting room waiting for me, i would have stopped for awhile and chat with the sales lady and would have asked her what she found amusing.

i instead said a faint hello and gave her a nice smile and a wink. hahaha. she gave me a much wider smile now. i approached the fitting room when at the left of the store, i saw a nice proud and loud red lingerie. it was tiny. i wondered if niNa would like another one. i stopped and looked at it. imagined her body and wondered what size will fit her. i asked the sales lady to give me small and medium sizes so i can compare them. while she looked for the sizes i had requested, i sent niNa a txt. i told her i was inside the store and asked if she was inside the fitting room. after a few seconds, i heard a cell phone's sms ringer go off from inside the fitting room. after a few more seconds, i got her txt. she said she was inside the dressing room and she asked me to tell her again what she is supposed to do.

did alarm bells ring? no, it didn't. i didn't read that txt of hers as hesitation. i interpreted it as some kind of a foreplay. so i sent her a long text giving her detailed instructions on what to do exactly. i also emphasized that she should do it slowly, to look at herself in the mirror often and enjoy it. she sent me a reply - she said yes. and she said please hurry, lots of things were building up inside her.

i decided to take the small size. i thought if its a lingerie, the best is to get the smaller size. well, ok, its best from my perspective. haha. i sent her another txt - i asked if she was following the instructions. she replied that she was but if i kept on texting her, it will take her a long time to get it done. and asked me to shut up. hahaha.

with the red number in my hand, i went to the fitting room. the sales lady looked at me in a surprised kind of way. but she stepped aside to let me pass. as i passed her, she walked away towards door. to keep distance? good girl! hehehe

quick check in my mind --- my cellphone on mute? my hankie in my pocket? i wet my lips, then got hold of the velvet curtain that was concealing niNa. looking behind me to check where the sale ladies where, felt glad that both were by the door. and no other customers around. i could see niNa had her back turned towards me. i could only see her hair. she looked at the mirror in front of her to look at my reflection on the mirror.

i slid my hand inside the fitting room, and put the red lingerie on a hook by the wall. i smiled at her. she smiled back. then i told her maybe she liked to try that on too. after my hand placed the red lingerie on the hook, niNa turned her head and kissed the back of my hand.

she had her body turned a bit towards me. i could see the side of her left breast, after she kissed my hand, i slid it down and put it in front of her. i cupped her breast. i felt her quiver to my touch.

this was the first time she had seen me. she had heard my voice on the phone but we had not met nor have i sent her a picture of me. the whole thing was so sexy - she practically allowed a stranger touch her breast. this was our first meeting and there i was feeling her breast on my hand, it was firm but her nipple was soft. she stepped back to move closer to me, still facing the mirror. i moved my eyes from her breast, looked at her back, down to her behind, her legs and the high heels shoes that she was still wearing. and in one corner of the fitting room was her handbag, a blazer.

niNa was naked except for the lingerie i had bought for her. she was wearing it.