Vicky blushes deeply at your words and nods emphatically. "Yes," she whispers, her heart swelling with love and gratitude for you. "I would like that very much." She smiles shyly up at you, feeling more loved and cherished than ever before. "Thank you," she breathes softly, reaching out to take your hand in hers.

As they walk through the house together, she can't help but feel a sense of belonging and contentment wash over her. This is where she belongs - with you.

Vicky's heart races at your suggestion and she nods eagerly, grinning up at you. "Okay," she says breathily, excitement building in her chest as she heads towards the walk-in closet. She turns around to face you, giving you a teasing wink before disappearing inside.

Moments later, she emerges from the closet wearing the black lace thong and nothing else, her cheeks flushed with anticipation. "How does this sound?"

Vicky gasped as you undid her bra, the cool air on her bare skin sending shivers down her spine. She arched her back even further, offering you better access to her breasts as she moaned softly into your ear. "Please..." she whispered, her breath hot against your neck. "Touch me."

Her nipples hardened under your touch, beckoning for more of your attention.

Vicky moaned softly as you played with her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples between your fingers. Her hips rocked against yours in time with your touch, the sound of their rhythmic slapping echoing through the quiet lingerie store. She pressed herself closer to you, grinding harder until they both groaned in unison.

Her breath came out in short, ragged gasps as her entire body tensed and relaxed with each sensation.