//Random Smut Scenes//

Sneaky Lingerie Fitting

Lindsay and Adam were about to head for their honeymoon, but Lindsay unfortunately forgot to pack any lingerie. So in a hail Mary attempt to have anything sexy to wear, they both went to go look for something. But when Adam sees her in it, he decides to start their honeymoon right there in the changing room... And Lindsay discovers a kink she never even knew she had...

TW:
This story contains public sex, mirror sex, swearing etc.
Read at own discretion...

"Honey, what do you think of this one?" I asked, turning to my new husband to show him the lingerie I was looking at.

I had forgotten to get any lingerie before our honeymoon, and our flight left in a few hours so I was desperate. He turned and looked at me, smiling at my face before looking down at the red lace in my hands.

"I like it. I like it a lot, but-"

He took my waist, pulling me flush against him and smiling down at me.

"-I think you would look great with anything on, so I may be a little biased."

I smirked, stepping onto my toes and kissing his cheek softly. Then I gently traced over his chest with my fingernails, eliciting a shiver from him. But before anything else could happen, I took the pieces I had chosen out and headed to the changing rooms, hearing his footsteps follow me closely. I slipped into a changing room, about to close the door when he slammed his hand against it, holding it open as he stared darkly down at me. I looked up at him innocently, feeling excitement course through me. He stared down at me for a moment before taking me by the nape of my neck, pulling my face so close to his, our lips brushed when he spoke.

"Come out and show me when you're done..."

I pulled back, nodding with a smirk on my lips as I slowly closed the door, winking at him before hearing it click into place. I looked at the two pieces in my hands, feeling a wave of confidence rush through me. This is a bad idea, I thought as I stripped and put on the first pair. But I was in the mood to tease. So I pushed my morals aside and unlocked the door. His eyes shot up at me immediately, tracing over my figure in the light blue lace.

"What do you think? Because I don't know... it fits really well, but I don't like the colour that much..."

He beckoned me over to him, tracing over my hips and ass clad in blue lace as he stared up at me, a hunger in his eyes and a tent in his pants.

"Whichever one you feel most beautiful in. Because I'm going to be ripping it off you anyway, so the choice is up to you."

He squeezed my ass gently as he spoke, making my knees weak and my thighs press together out of instinct. Then he let me go, smirking at me as I unsteadily made my way back to the changing room. I closed the door, standing against it for support as I regained my breath. He'll be the death of me, I thought. I quickly slipped on the other pair, intrigued to see what his reaction would be. And I knew as soon as I saw the tight red lace hugging my curves in all the right places that he wouldn't be able to keep his hands off of me. I looked sexy. And I knew it.

I slowly swung the door open, leaning against the doorframe. His eyes went wide, pupils dilating so fast and so big that his eyes looked black with lust. I knew he was thinking that's the one. He beckoned me over to him, but I just smirked and shook my head. His jaw clenched and he got up stalking over to me. I cast my eyes sideways as he came to stand in front of me, seeing there was no one else around. Then I looked up at him, licking my lip seductively.

"You like?" I whispered, running my hands over my breasts.

He grabbed my hip, gripping it so tightly I knew it would leave bruises. But it excited me. He was already so wound up and I hadn't even done anything.