It had been a few days since I’d seen my boyfriend.

I was excited that he was coming to pick me up. Short skirts turn him on. I’d put on a micromini, a low-cut T-shirt, and sandals. I love to catch him looking at my legs.

We went to the mall and stopped at a trendy boutique to admire a pair of sexy black leather boots that looked like they’d been made just for me. The leather felt amazingly soft. My boyfriend was sitting in one of the chairs, watching me with an amused expression. I just had to try them on.

I flagged down a clerk. There was a half-price sale going on, so the store was full and there was no place for me to sit. When the clerk returned with the boots, I asked my boyfriend to hold my stuff while I tried them on. I didn’t want to flash everyone in the store, so I bent over with my back against a mirrored wall and zipped up one boot. My boyfriend was leaning against a table in front of me. When I looked up and caught him staring at the mirror, I realized that he was looking at the reflection of my thong.

I put one boot on and it looked good. Feeling supersexy, I bent over to check the fit and touch the leather again. I really wanted to buy them. I was feeling horny now and hoped no one could tell. I looked up and noticed my boyfriend’s hard-on, which was bulging in his jeans. My nipples became erect, and in my bent-over position, one of them peeked out of my T-shirt. I knew he’d seen it. I was getting wetter by the second, and still had to try on the other boot.

I turned around with my back to him and bent over to put on the second boot. I couldn’t keep my balance, so I asked him to help me. He placed one hand around my thigh and I started to feel tingly. A single chair in the corner became vacant. He took the seat and pulled me back with him. I put my hand out to balance, and it landed right on his crotch. He was rock-hard and straining against his zipper. He slid his hand up my leg and cupped my ass. As he spread my cheeks apart, he tugged my thong to the side and slipped his fingers inside my love hole. I’d never wanted him so much.

No one was paying any attention to us. I sat on his lap and leaned forward, pretending to adjust the boots. He put one hand under my top while the fingers of his other hand continued to work their magic. I could feel his cock against me. God, I wished he’d just slip it in.

I couldn’t stand it. There was a coat-rack near the mirror. We moved behind it and I pulled him close to me. I kissed him hard, feeding him my tongue. Then I got on my knees between the coats and took his shaft between my lips. His cock was so big in my mouth. I felt the tip against the back of my throat. I slipped my hand under my skirt to play with my clit and came in a rush. If his cock hadn’t been in my mouth, I would have screamed loud enough for the whole mall to hear.

Now people were watching, but we didn’t care. He yanked me up by the shirt and pushed me against the mirror. If not for the coats, we’d have been completely exposed. He pushed up against me and slipped his cock into my wet pussy. I felt his hot lips kissing my neck. He pumped in and out, making me come over and over while he cupped my breasts. Sex had never felt so good. He rammed into me over and over until he groaned, pulled out, and came all over my ass. Sweaty and flushed, I looked up to see several men staring, wishing they were in his place.

He zipped up and pulled down my skirt to hide the evidence just as the security guard came toward us. He pulled me out of the store and we made a beeline to his car. We drove home, shocked at what we’d just done but grinning from ear to ear.

When we’d reached my apartment and sat down to catch our breath, I looked down and realized I was still wearing the boots.