The second one

As the line moved forward, I decided to follow the second woman. Her redhair, pale skin and smart business dress had hardened my cock quickly, and I stood near her, stroking it slowly.

As her turn came, she walked into he narrow corridor of changing rooms and I carefully followed. It took a lot of concentration to avoid the hangers of clothes and the attendant waiting at the entrance. I was so intent on remaining quiet and unnoticed, I nearly didn't make it into the cubicle with the woman. She was already in and reaching to close the long curtain when I darted forward in a **** lunge.

As I slipped through as the curtain closed, I must have made some noise. The woman paused and had a puzzled look. All I could do was to hold perfectly still and wait, my breath held. The seconds dragged, before the woman shrugged it off and moved over to the small chair in the cubicle. Dropping the things she had brought to try on, she moved to the mirror and reached to undress.

As she did this, my hand returned to my cock and I tried to keep my breathing calm as lust and excitement shot through me.