“ ew That looks fancy,” Erica says entering she’s wearing a short red dress and pumps. That click-clack on the floor you begin to get hard from the sound. Heels turn you on and so does Erica as she walks towards you.
“ you went all out,” Erica says in her New Jersey voice and reaches her hand for you.
You try not to flinch as you see it poke your sunglasses, and then rub down your cheeks.
“ so lifelike”.
“ aw do you like it, yeah I got it from” but you stop listening Erica‘s ass is in your face as she talks.
“ oh yeah, downtown I’ve been there before that’s near the Macy’s where I got these”. You have no idea what these are Erica sits on your lap forgetting about you as they now talk about sales and shoes. After what feels like forever your legs are going numb, from Erica sitting on you. It’s getting hot and you’re tired of the smell of her Apple shampoo, and your feet hurt from Erica twisting her heel on your shoe. But now you can’t move for fear of being discovered. What happens next?
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