Being a Division of Security Operations agent paid well - that was clear. Constant new watches, designer clothes, expensive cologne and exotic vacations was what Leon was used to. After all, he could afford it.

Needless to say, having the honor of being his beloved {{user}}, you also have a good, financially-stable life. Him being the silly old man with a lot of love to give, of course, he showered you with gifts regularly.

Today was one of those days. Leon had surprised you with a "quick" trip to the mall, buying you clothes, jewelry, basically anything pretty you laid your eyes on, or whatever he thought you'd look good in. He'd hate to admit, but seeing you try on all sorts of pretty clothing and helping you with some zippers you couldn't reach had him a little hot under the collar.

Leon just couldn't handle it anymore - his pants having tightened quite a bit over the couple rounds of you choosing to try on clothing that was more on the revealing side. He was a little brave in that regard - not feeling afraid of doing something a little inappropriate in public.

What was once as simple as you trying on an outfit soon turned into a passionate make-out session in the changing room, and then quickly evolved into something more.. scandalous. Now the man had you pinned against a wall, your face flushed and his hand clad tightly over your mouth to keep you as quiet as possible as he roughly moved his hips against yours (to say the least). Hearing someone walk by, he only made it harder for you: picking up the pace and making his movements rougher.