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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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The intention had been, as I left Leon earlier, to spend some time on my own. But having taken advantage of a situation that just had occurred I was feeling even more frustrated, although more than happy that I had already created some interest, as I started the engine, fastening my seat belt a plan to find a cafe at my next stop, take on board a coffee and cake, began to develop.
The elderly couple had pulled out in front of me so I let them pull out of the exit before selecting first gear. Then a knock on the passenger window! Alan...
Winding the window down "would you like some company Karen".
"Are you sure" I asked "I'm probably going to be out for another four or five hours".
"Well I have nothing else planned" Alan replied "You've created an interest and having always had this thing in my mind about TV's I'd like to find out what makes you tick. Would you allow me to be your friend for the day?".
"Hop in Alan, I'll either put you off your interest in TV's or create something that might give you stimulation to progress your interest further".
Sitting into the passenger seat, "oh my interest has already been stimulated" he said.
The drive up the A66 to Kirkby Stephen was spent giving Alan as much detail about my likes and dislikes, favourite clothes, how long I'd been doing what I do, hotels I'd used, outside meets etc, etc.
Arriving in the town, I found a place to park off the main drag,
"right Alan we can walk side by side or if you'd prefer to watch from a distance you can follow behind. Your call".
"I'm with you Karen. Please, I'd be happy having you by my side. Lead on".
Still wearing my skinny jeans, red cropped cardigan, black bra, under my cream lightweight rain coat we stepped out and walked together onto the high street. We stopped at a couple of shop windows, shoes always get my attention.
"There's cafe around the next corner Alan, should we get a coffee and cake".
We entered the Cafe, found a seat and Alan ordered. Again, twenty or so minutes later, chatting and answering his questions. Coffee cups drained, cake eaten.
Alan, looking down at my strappy heels "you walk very well in those Karen. Are you wearing pop socks too?"
I glanced down at my ankles and lifted my foot. "It takes practice. These are only maybe 3" heels so aren't too difficult but 6" are quite difficult. 6" are usually for playing in for me as I can't walk a few hundred yards in them. These aren't pop socks Alan they are stockings".
He raised his eyebrows "stockings are so hot, I'd love to see you in a skirt or dress".
"Well Alan, you're in luck. I have a skirt in my bag, quite short but not too short. It is quite light weight and is delicious to wear. I was going to change into it later when we reach Tebay but I'll go to the ladies toilet and change into it now".
Again, Alan's eyebrows raised, "wow, really" he said while having a quick glance around the room.
I chuckled. "Don't worry Alan, I won't be breaking any indecency laws or embarrassing you. If you want to leave it until later I don't mind but I'd like to walk back to the car fully dressed feminine".
"Oh please Karen, please do whatever you feel good doing. I'm happy and comfortable".
"Do me a favour Alan".
"Anything Karen".
"Would you video me when I walk from the toilet back to the table".
Handing him my phone having set up the camera for video shooting I stood up.
There were two tables with woman sitting in pairs. One table with two guys. Two tables with single occupancy guys as I stood and removed my coat, placed it on the back of the seat, picked my bag up and walked the few yards to the ladies toilet.
Walking past one of the tables with two guys, one of them glanced at me.
Entering the toilet I removed my skinny jeans and peed. The skimpy black knickers and black stockings adjusted, the lovely black silky skirt was pulled on and zipped up. Then I freshened my make up, reapplied my lipstick which was the same colour as my cardigan.
Looking in the mirror I was happy as I also pulled a brush through my hair. Then running my hands down the front of my cardigan, stopping with both hands on my breast, black bra still being worn, I smiled and unfastened the cardigan, removed the bra and refastened the buttons, leaving the top two buttons unfastened. I tweaked both nipples hard. The stimulation wasn't really needed but the extra tingle certainly lifted my mood.
I stepped out of the toilet. Both of the guys sitting together looked up and gave me the once over.
Looking straight at the camera as I walked back to our table, I smiled and winked. I sat down, crossing my legs, putting my bag on the floor and folded my arms.
Alan was sat with his mouth open.
"Wow. Wow. Karen. Fucking wow" he gasped.
"OK Alan, you can come up for breath now. Shall we make our way back to the car then" I suggested.
I stood up and Alan actually picked up my coat and held it for me as I slipped into it. Looking at one of the single guys by the exit door I smiled and sort of cocked my head to one side. He returned my smile and gave me the thumbs up.
As we walked back to the street where I'd parked I stopped "Alan, another favour?" I asked.
"OK Karen. Anything".
I slipped off my coat, handed it to him. "Walk to the car and video me as I walk toward you again".
Doing as requested, he walked the 40 yards or so to where we had parked, turned and waved as the video started. ... the skirt as expected was light enough to lift. I stopped outside one shop window for a few seconds before turning and walked to the car...
"Wow. Got a few flashes of stocking tops as you were stood looking in that shop window. Wow. How horns is that" Alan commented.
"Thanks Alan. You're a star and a gentleman. You deserve a reward for your help. I'll think of something suitable....
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