He sat patiently in the women’s boutique. His wife always too hours deciding what would look best on her. As he sat his eyes were drawn to the changing room. A tall red haired woman had just taken an armful of clothes in. she hadn’t pulled the curtain across properly and there was a reasonable gap. John could see all that was happening and with the full length mirror he noticed he could see everything that was on display. The woman pulled down her jeans and stepped out of them. As she bent down to pick them from the floor john had a great view of her bum. It was heart shaped and peachy. She ha… 阅读更多内容