Changing rooms

I wandered almost aimlessly, following a sexy ass in jeans until I was distracted by sleek legs sticking out of a short skirt, then a tightly outlined bubble butt in shorts. Eventually, I found myself walking into a big clothes store. It was filled with sexy women of all ages, with the occasional man being dragged along by their girlfriend or wife.

As my eyes moved up from the sexy ass I had been admiring, I noticed the ladies changing rooms nearby. I seemed a perfect target - so forbidden and intimate - and I quickly headed over to three women waiting outside the curtained off cubicles. Slipping in with one of them appeared my best way in, and I eyed each as I decided who it would be.

The first was the most obvious - probably early twenties, slim figure, tanned skin, long blonde hair and trendy clothes. Behind her was a slightly older woman - maybe mid to late thirties I guessed - who was dressed fairly professionally in a shirt and knee length skirt. Her skin was paler than the first woman's, and she had red hair tied up neatly in a knot. The third woman was probably mid twenties again, but that was where the similarities to the first woman ended. Her skin was a dark brown and her black hair was cut short. She was clearly the curviest of the three, despite the fact that her loose, casual clothes didn't reveal much of her shape.