I was getting tired and my mood was quickly changing to aggravation when I walked into the last store for the day. A friendly salesgirl walked up to me and introduced herself as Hope and asked if she could help me with anything. I told her about the upcoming event and how I was looking for a cute dress and some heels to match. She led me down a long row of racks with everything from cocktail dresses to evening gowns. As she walked ahead of me I could not help but notice the outline of the young girls figure. Guessing her age at about 19 or so she stood about 5'6 with short blonde hair and ocean blue colored eyes. We arrived at the rack in the back of the store where she started to pluck some dresses off the hangers and faced me. Her smile gleamed as she presented the dresses to me and I thought to myself "wow such a pretty girl."
As I entered the dressing room Hope followed and began putting the dresses on the bench seat inside. I removed my sundress that I wore and started to go through the outfits Hope had picked for me to try. The first one was a bright red dress however the color alone was not to my liking. I quickly took the dress off and repeated the process for what seemed like an hour when Hope said to me here I think this is the one. I took the dress from her and put it on, it felt amazing. A short dress a little above the knee and was very form fitting, I loved it. I exited the dressing room finding Hope who concurred and after several twirls, we both said that is the one.
I headed back to the stall to change and once inside I lowered the straps and began to slide out of the dress when a crash outside the stall caught my attention. I opened the door to see what had happened and noticed Hope on the floor picking up the bunches of clothes she dropped as she prepared to return them to the racks. I hollered to her to see if she was ok and she said she was fine and was typical for her clumsy self. I peeked once again and there was beautiful hope on her knees picking up the clothes. Her dress was raised somewhat allowing me a view up her soft looking legs to her pink panties.
It was then I felt the warmth come over me, that desire, that naughty feeling of when you see something you shouldnt. There i was in the dressing stall in my black lace panties staring at Hope. My hand rushed to the crotch of my panties as I felt them begin to moisten. I could not help myself the view was getting to me and I needed to see it upclose. I opened the stall door and walked out clad only in my panties and bra and went over to Hope and began to help her pick up the fallen clothes. Her body sort of twitched in shock as she saw my attire and thanked me for helping her. The entire time I was looking up her skirt and could not help but stare at her panties that were somewhat pulled to the side due to her crawling around picking up the hangers and clothing. Her sweet slit peek out from behind the skimpy material giving me a complete view of her soft pink pussy. I was on fire inside and it took everything in my power not to dive right into my panties and rub my wet pussy.
I asked Hope if she was ok and sort of brought it to her attention that she was hanging out! Her face turned beet red as she brought her hands up to cover her lovely pussy. She began to apologize and I interupted her saying it was more than ok and there was no need to. I told her that it happens and she should not be ashamed of her peach, to make her smile I even said I should thank you for letting me see it. She smiled and straightened herself and took the clothing back out to the racks. I went back into the room and once inside i stripped out of my panties and sat on the bench and began to rub my shaven pussy. The thoughts of her pussy in my head had pushed me to the edge of wetness.. I spead my legs wide looking into the mirror and seeing myself rubbing my slit and the wetness glistening from my slit. I took two fingers and inserted them deep into my waiting pussy. As I pumped my fingers in and out I used my other hand to feverishly rub my clit. The intensity was like electric I began to have a hard time keeping quit as I neared my climax. Grinding into my fingers that were stuffed in my pussy I could see Hope through the crack in the door. She was leaning up against the wall waiting for me, little did she know I was coming alright!... I could see her walk closer and asked if everything was ok and my response was yes as I felt myself tense up for the orgasm I was about to have. She was so close I could smell her perfume I fingered myself deeper and deeper as my clit was becoming more sensitive. I could see that she was on one knee again fixing a portion of boxes that fell. Staring at her sweet panties I began to get louder I could not help it I was at the point of no return.
My orgasm lit through me like electric I hollered out ohhh yes as I came feeling the wetness running down my legs I sank into the benchseat still softly rubbing my clit. I looked up to gather my thoughts when there was Hope staring inside the stall. She asked if I was ok and I repsonded ohh I am more than ok. She knew I was a little embarrassed and said well I should thank you for letting me see and we giggled and I repsonded by saying well I could not help it after seeing your pretty pussy. She giggled louder and said well make sure you comeback if you need anymore dresses. I dressed quickly and grabbed the dress and headed home.