The Dressing Room [1/1]

Paula watched him as he shopped for shirts, taking a look at all the different white, gray, and black varieties on the shelf. She giggled as she watched him pick each one up separately, inspecting them as if they would differ in any way. She started moving, walking up behind him quietly and standing on her tiptoes in order to cover his eyes with her hands.
"Guess who," she whispered into his ear, trying her best to disguise her voice.

Simon reached around behind him, running his hands down her slim hips and firm aHer Her lush breasts were pressed tightly to his back and a smile crept to his face, as he knew exactly who it was.

"Pawler," he stated, pulling her hands from his eyes and turning around to face her.

He greeted her with a close hug and a quick kiss on the lips.

"What are you doing here?" Paula asked with a smile.

"What normal people do here Abdul, I'm shopping."

She giggled as she took a look at the clothes laid across his arm.

"Ooh, light blue. Changing it up a bit I see?" she joked, looking up into his deep brown pensive eyes.

"Actually, that one is my least favorite," he replied, taking the shirt from her hands and placing it back on the shelf.

"You here by yourself?" Paula asked casually, looking around for Randy or Ryan.

"Actually, yes." Simon said. "What about you?"

"I'm always by myself these days it seems like," Paula responded with a weak smile.

"Well, we'll fix that," Simon replied. "How about we spend the day together?"

"That sounds lovely," Paula responded, falling into step beside Simon as he made his way to the checkout counter.

After Simon paid for his clothes, they made their way out into the middle of the mall, stopping in a few stores to look around.

They made their way into Bloomingdales and it was Simon's turn to admire Paula from afar. He watched appreciatively as her skirt nicely accentuated the smooth swing of her hips when she walked. His eyes traveled farther down as he admired her smooth, tan legs. Her top was even more appealing; a halter-top with a plunging neckline and the majority of her back left bare. He felt a familiar stirring in his pants as he watched her bend over to pick up the socks she had dropped, revealing her ample cleavage. He followed her as she made her way to a more secluded part of the store, and when he was sure they were alone, he approached her from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist and placing his lips on the bottom part of her neck.

"Simon, what are you..." Paula began to ask as she turned around, but was cut off as Simon moved his lips to hers. She let out an appreciative moan as he pressed his lips harder to hers, beckoning for her to deepen the kiss. She slowly parted her lips, allowing his tongue to invade her mouth. Simon slanted his lips on hers, using the better angle he had found to deepen the kiss. They parted, taking a few moments to catch their breath.

"I want you now." Simon said without hesitation, thriving on the feel of Paula's hot breath on his face.

A smile spread across Paula's flushed, swollen lips.

"I have an idea," she said, kissing him once more before taking his hand and leading him back to the main part of the store.

"Grab a shirt or something," she told him quickly as she randomly picked up a few items of clothing for herself.

"Pawler, what in the world?" Simon asked, puzzled.

"Just do it," she whispered.

Paula sighed as he continued to stand there, motionless, giving her a dumbfounded look. She looked around and grabbed a pair of jeans from the shelf beside her.

"Here," she said, handing them to him. "Now come on."

Simon followed her as she made her way to the cashier, and listened as she asked for one of the dressing rooms to be opened. A smile slowly crept across his face as he finally figured out what Paula was doing.

"One room or two?" the cashier asked as she led themthe the dressing room.

"One will be fine," Paula said sweetly, turning to look at Simon.

"Okay, there you go," the lady said as she swung the door open and began to walk away. "Let me know if you need any help."

"Oh, we won't," Simon whispered to Paula as he followed her inside, closing and locking the door behind them.

Paula immediately pulled Simon's face to hers, kissing him roughly as he opened his mouth wide, allowing their tongues easy access. He weaved his hands through her shoulder length hair, pulling her face even closer to his as her long tongue explored his mouth. He walked forward, pressing her against the nearest wall, and then let his hands travel up and down the curves of her body. Paula could feel his erection against her thigh and wasted no time, her hands already on the belt of his pants as she worked swiftly to unbuckle it. He helped her, untucking his shirt and undoing his pants, allowing his now raging hard on some freedom. Once he shed his pants, Simon made his way back to Paula, running his hands underneath her shirt.

"No bra, naughty girl," he whispered hotly as he fondled her hardened nipples.

Paula let her head fall back, giving Simon full access to her voluptuous neck. His lips made their way back up her jawline and to her lips as they kissed again, this time slow but passionate, as Simon picked Paula up by the waist and moved her over to the dressing room bench. She wrapped her legs around his waist, continuing to place open-mouthed kisses along his neck. He laid her down, looming over her as they both shed their remaining clothing. His erection stood proud between them, and Paula moved her hand down to grasp his hardness. A moan escaped Simon's lips as her small hand began to move up and down along his long, thick shaft.

"Beautiful," he whispered.

"Ohgod Simon," Paula moaned as she laced her hands through Simon's thick, raven hair. He took one of her breasts in his mouth, sucking and biting on her pebbled nipple. He gave the same attention to its twin, then continued his path downward, kissing and licking the flat expanse of her belly. Paula spread her legs wide as Simon moved further down, but he avoided any contact with her most sensitive area. He kissed the inside of her knees and made his way back upwards on her inner thigh, causing Paula to writhe with want.

"Simon," she hissed. "I want you in me now!"

"Not until you beg, love," he said with a smirk, laughing as she raised her head up and gave him her best intimidating look.

Suddenly a knock came at the door.

"Shit!" Paula mouthed as she looked, wide-eyed, at the door and then back at Simon.

Simon placed an index finger over his lips, encouraging her to keep quiet.

"Is everything okay?" they heard the attendant ask, "Can I get you anything?"

"We're fine love," Simon responded, trying not to sound winded. "Thank you."

"You're welcome," the attendant responded, sounding a bit bewildered.

They waited until they heard the sound of her retreating footsteps before they continued.

"Now where were we?" Simon asked with a raised eyebrow, not waiting for a response from Paula before continuing his ministrations. Paula's hips bucked at the contact as Simon ran a finger inside her slippery folds until he found her pulsing clit.

"Simon, please," Paula began to beg as she pulled his face close to hers for another searing kiss, his fingers still fondling the center of her desire. "I...I need you..now."

That was all the begging Simon needed.

"Whatever you wish, love," he said, positioning himself above her as she opened her legs as wide as possible, ready to receive him. The tip of his shaft found her opening, and they locked eyes as Simon slowly pushed himself deeper and deeper inside, allowing her time to adjust to his thick size. He stilled for a moment inside of her, relishing in the tightness of her walls and the feeling of finally being one with her. Then, slowly, he began to pull out and push in again, enjoying the view of Paula's heavy, leaden eyes closing in pleasure. Her face was flushed bright pink with desire, her skin dewy from perspiration.

She's never looked so beautiful, Simon thought as he began to pick up the pace, thrusting harder and faster, Paula's hips meeting his every move.

"I'm going to come soon," Paula warned, doing her best to stifle her screams of ecstasy as she felt her release nearing.

"So close," Simon moaned, doing his best to wait so they could reach their climax together.

Paula dug her nails into Simon's bare back and bit her lip as they exploded together, a moment of pure fervor and satisfaction. They collapsed together; breathing heavily as Simon kissed Paula along the sides of her face, their bodies wet and sticky from perspiration. Paula traced small circles along Simon's back as she fought to regain her strength and composure. Finally he pulled out of her and sat up, his breathing still ragged.

Paula continued to lie on her back, staring at the ceiling above as she continued to ride the final waves of her orgasm. Finally she sat up, retrieving her pocketbook and grabbing some tissues to clean Simon and herself up. After they werne, ne, they took their time, redressing each other in between kisses.

"Who knew shopping could be this much fun?" Simon asked Paula softly as the sneaked out quickly, hoping to go unnoticed. They escaped quickly from the store, bursting into laughter when they were safely far enough away.

They walked outside, the cool night air caressing to their faces, and they both took a seat on the bench outside. A serious look crossed Simon's face as he admired Paula, who was absolutely glowing as she beamed at him. He was suddenly hit with an emotion he wasn't very familiar with. Brushing away a few strands of hair from her eyes, Simon kissed her softly on her lush lips, debating whether to tell her how he felt.

Paula could sense something was on his mind.

"C'mon, just say it," she silently willed him.

He opened his mouth to say something, but just shook his head and leaned in again to kiss her.

She pulled back, giving him a quizzical look.

"What is it Simon?"

"I love you Pawler," he said, his words rushing out as he used his thumb to softly stroke her cheek. "I've never felt about anyone the way I feel about you."

A wide grin spread across Paula's face as his words reverberated in her head.

He loves me, she thought. He loves me.

"I love you too," she said with a smile.

"C'mon, let's go home," he said standing as he took her hand, knowing that Paula Abdul had touched him in such a way that his life would never be the same again.


THE END