I divorced a youthful consultant for lovemaking right in the fitting room

It was like a scene from a romantic movie. The two of us were alone in the fitting room, the door locked shut. We were both a little bit nervous, but the electricity between us was undeniable. Our eyes met, and we both knew what was about to happen. We quickly shed our clothes and embraced in a passionate kiss. We explored each other's bodies with eagerness and desire, moving together in perfect harmony. We were both lost in the moment, and the pleasure we felt was indescribable. When it was all over, we lay together in each other's arms, feeling content, connected, and liberated. We had just experienced something special and we both knew it. We had found love in the fitting room.