In the locker room..

 We strolled along the shopping arcade. The mood was great. You
had already bought a pair of shoes and were keen to buy a nice blouse as well, I had bought myself an ice cream cone and was busy making sure the ice cream didn't drip onto my fresh shirt. I looked left into a men's store and saw that you suddenly stopped and stared straight ahead.
I also stop and suddenly, as if bitten by a tarantula, you push me into the shop and explain to me that you saw two of your girlfriends and that they shouldn't see us either, in order to avoid curious questions.
What, you want me to take the ice cream to the store? And that was it, we were both fed up with blueberry ice cream!! You on your top and me on my shirt. You make me rush to the back of the store while wistfully mourning the cookie crumbs that lay on the floor. You keep looking back and... No!!
Your girlfriends are coming to the store too!!!
You look to the right to the left and pull me into one of the two changing rooms, whoops, first of all safe... in the hurry I had quickly taken two t-shirts off the rack into the changing room... Now let's examine it Damage and you get annoyed because your favorite top of all things was messed up and I see that you also have blueberry ice cream stuck to your neck.

From inside the cabin, you peek out to look out while I stripped off my shirt to examine it more closely and was about to put on one of the shirts, I sat down on the uncomfortable three-legged thing that others refer to as a stool... How ridiculous, why am I sitting here in the cramped cabin in the stuffy air and irradiated with halogen from above.

Now you could hear two female voices and you could see from your reaction that they were your friends and had to try out different things in the cabin next door. It could take hours and full of tension, I had already sat down on the tripod, you sit on my lap. You look at my displeasure and start to ***** off the remains of the blueberry ice cream first with your finger and then with your mouth. That excited me so much..
At this point I refrain from further details and that's how fate took its course and while my brain function was already listing, your cell phone suddenly rang,
you were about to answer it, but it was your girlfriend, the one right in front of the other changing room.
ping! What works?? she finally asks via WhatsApp, hi hi, funny, someone has the same ringtone as you..!!

After a short break, we continued, the air was cutting and everything was on slow motion and then suddenly there was a hit and we both sat on the floor.
We remain for now, none of us could get up and didn't want to, and
ping!
Your girlfriend texts you that she thinks someone is having sex in the changing room next door and she would love to pull the curtain aside and take some real pics.....
Your pulse was still boiling.

After a while we both got together again and I saw
that all the metal legs of the stool had broken off... after the
strong back and forth, it's really no wonder...

Free at last !! Your girlfriends were gone... thank god!! we cleaned up with the shirts that I had fetched and left the fashion store... We finally got to the car and wanted to drive to the hotel, your girlfriend was on the phone again, do it again! ping! I saw you, you're shopping? And who is this man?!