My lover and I don't often see each other.  So when we do have an opportunity to
get together, we certainly make the best of it.  One of our favorite things to do
is fulfill each other's fantasies.  While we are apart we talk and exchange
e-mail about our likes and dislikes and what we'd like to do to each other and
our favorite fantasies.  It makes for some very exciting and hot mail as we have
a lot in common!

Both my lover and I have a strong passion for silky lingerie. I love to feel
silky pretty things against my skin, and he enjoys touching it and seeing it on
me.  We love to browse through the lingerie catalogs together, exchanging
thoughts about the bras, panties, and other items (his ultimate favorites are the
stockings and pantyhose), imagining how they would look on me, and sometimes even
ordering some things!

On one of these occasions, as we were browsing through the catalog, we got into a
discussion about how nice the actual stores are and how "convenient" the dressing
rooms are in some locations.  We wondered if it were possible to go into a
dressing room together, so I could give him a private lingerie fashion show. 
Soon, the conversation turned to a mutual fantasy of actually making love in a
dressing room.  The thought of the possibility of being caught added much to the
excitement of the fantasy for both of us.  Little did I know that our fantasy
would come true!

Several weeks after our conversation, my lover was able to come home and spend a
few days with me.  It was wonderful!  Absence does make the heart grow fonder -
and of course, makes us hotter for each other!  I managed to take a few days off
from work, so we were able to spend long hours in bed together playing and loving
and fulfilling each other fully.  Eventually we felt we needed fresh air and
sunshine and decided to spend the day out - have lunch somewhere, pretend like
we're tourists.  We ended up at a mall and enjoyed window shopping and getting
little things for each other.  Of course, the local mall does have a lingerie
store, and soon we found ourselves in there, looking around, smelling the lotions
and perfumes, just browsing the store.

I browsed amongst the robes and chemises, loving the colors and the textures and
the allure of the items I was looking at and touching.  As I was admiring a
chemise my lover came up behind me, surprising me, putting his arms around me,
and whispering in my ear, "umm, we saw that in the catalog, remember?  we talked
about how I'd love to see it on you and how the silk would feel so good on your
body."  I realized we had seen it and remembered how it was an item he had
especially liked and talked about seeing on me for days afterward.  I decided to
try it on and see how it'd really look on me. My lover asked me to look around
and pick whatever else I liked - soon I had a nice pile of bras, chemises, and
other stuff to try on.

We headed for the dressing rooms which were towards the middle of the room and
discovered that all the doors had locks on them - we would need an attendant to
open the door who'd probably assist in the whole fitting process. The store was
not very well staffed, and the salesclerks were busy helping other customers. As
I was looking around for an available attendant, I discovered another set of
dressing rooms - these were set very far back in the store, kind of in a little
nook off on their own and consisted of only two rooms.  A key was in the keyhole
of one of the doors!  My lover and I quickly looked around us and none of the
staff or customers were looking at us or even in this part of the store so we
snuck into the room and took the key with us, locking ourselves in.  All this was
so spur of the moment that at first he and I just looked at each other and then
slowly came to the realization that we could actually have an opportunity to act
out one of our favorite mutual fantasies!

The dressing room was quite large and had an area to place the items that my
lover was able to sit on.  He sorted through the items I had chosen and put them
in order of what he wanted to see and touch most.  The things he liked best he
saved for last.  Soon I started removing my clothes and trying on the bras I had.
 At first I felt shy and self conscious, but my lover soothed me and soon I was
enjoying modeling the different bras for him.

With each bra I tried on, my lover touched my breasts through the material,
pinching my nipples and playing with them.  I could tell that he was really
enjoying himself.  The bra he had saved for last was of the newest variety - it
was made of very sheer, very lightweight material.  I knew this was his favorite
bra - every time the catalog arrived in the mail he would immediately turn to the
pages that had this bra on it - he really liked the sheerness of it and the
colors.  I had chosen one that was very close to my skin color, so once I had it
on, it almost disappeared against my skin.

My lover loved it!  The bra was so sheer, my nipples were clearly visible. They
were hard and aching to be touched and played with.  My lover did not hesitate to
satisfy me.  He couldnít resist tweaking my nipples and soon started kissing
them.   When I felt the wetness of his mouth as he sucked my nipples through the
material of the bra it felt so good I moaned low and tangled my fingers in his
hair, keeping his mouth were I wanted it.  He gave equal attention to both my
breast, his ìTreasuresî, and soon had me extremely hot and wanting more than just
kissing and sucking my nipples.  I pulled away from him reluctantly, hoping to
cool down a bit and be able to continue with the fashion show for him.

Next, I moved on to the chemises.  He particularly liked these, and ran his hands
all over my body with each one, feeling my curves and skin and breast through the
silks and lace.  He also liked that in between taking one off and putting on the
next, I was left completely naked to his view and touch.  He kissed and caressed
me, touching me all over, making me hot and horny.  I noticed he was enjoying all
this very much also and that he was rock hard in his jeans and I decided to turn
the heat up just a bit.

Amongst the items I had chosen were a pair of stockings I planned to purchase for
an event we would be attending.  I had also picked a black lacy garter belt and
bra combination for the ìshowî.  I put them all on and knew that this was my
loverís ultimate fantasy - making love to me in semi-private, with the
possibility of being seen, heard, or caught, and wearing his favorite - stockings
and garter.  My lover really really loved this!

He touched my legs and ran his fingers softly over the silk of the stockings. I
teased him by making him sit so I could run my stocking clad legs on him.  I
straddled his lap and let him touch me and kiss me and I enjoyed touching him as
well.  Soon I couldnít resist opening his zipper and playing with his ìTennerî. 
My lover and I were really enjoying all this now, sharing long passionate kisses
and caresses.  We were both really hot, extremely turned on by the entire
situation.

Soon my lover stood and backed me up against the wall.  He pressed against me and
kissed me and licked me all over my body.  He played with my nipples, sucked them
and pulled them, knowing how I loved for them to be played with. He kissed me all
the way down my stomach, his hands running up and down my thighs, enjoying the
feel of the stockings and the soft skin exposed at the tops and the lace of the
garter.  He kissed his way to my pussy lips, his tongue parting them, looking for
my clit and ultimately playing with it and satisfying me the way only he could. 
He made me so wet and so very horny.  I could only lean back and enjoy the
wonderful sensations and things his tongue was causing and doing to me.  I turned
my head and realized that the wall to my right was a floor to ceiling mirror - I
could see everything!  He soon had me cumming right there!  It was so thrilling!

Next my lover turned me around to face the wall.  His arms circled me so he could
play with my nipples while we both enjoyed a few moments just hugging in this way
and watching ourselves together in the mirror.  This sure didnít last long!  Soon
my babelicious was rubbing his cock softly against my pussy, wetting it with my
juices and getting it ready.  I reached down and held it against my lips, rubbing
it also, making sure it was wet and ready to fill me entirely.  And that it did! 
My lover inserted his long shaft into my pussy, fucking me softly at first, then
slowly increasing his rhythm and strokes until he was fucking me hard and fast
against the wall.  We both watched ourselves in the mirror, our eyes meeting
occasionally, but mostly riveted on the sight of his cock pumping me steadily
from behind while I arched my body towards him, meeting his thrust and adding my
own moves.  I could feel him deep inside me, so hard and long,  I slowly squeezed
him tightly with my muscles, holding him inside me knowing he loves when I do
this.  It was so exciting and sensual and dangerous!  We came together, and
slumped against the wall, catching our breaths.

We realized we couldnít stay in the dressing room forever, so we redressed and
gathered the items I had brought in.  The bra that he loved, the garter set and
stockings we both so enjoyed, some of his other favorites he put in a separate
pile for buying.  Slowly we opened the dressing room door, hoping we had somehow
managed not to have been heard or aroused suspicion.  There was still no one
around, and we were able to slip out undiscovered.  He bought me the stuff and we
headed home quickly, where I once again modeled his favorite items for a longer
and more intense ìsecond opinionî.

Till this day, every time my lover and I pass the store in the mall or receive
itís catalog in the mail, we mentally slip back and remember the wonderful time
we spent in the dressing room fulfilling one of our fantasies.  We both hope to
someday have a repeat performance!