Lingerie hunting

Candy walked into the store determined to ditch her sweet-girl look. "I'm tired of being the cute teenager," she told the blonde salesgirl. "I want lingerie that screams wild woman. Insatiable." The two blonde heads bent over racks together, fingers sliding across satin and lace. When they ducked behind the curtain to try things on, the salesgirl let her hands wander. Candy's thighs parted on the narrow bench. A slow lick between her legs pulled a sharp breath from her. They tasted each other until Candy's legs shook and the mirror fogged. She left with two bags of sheer sets and a wet souvenir on her inner thigh.