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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Thursday night late night shopping for dresses, with your wife is the last thing you want to be doing, especially as there's a game on. You've lost interest at the third dress and after number four you spot a seat by the shoe department and make a beeline for it. Your wife mumbles something about going to the changing room and that you've to follow her over in five minutes to see the next one.
You're checking your emails on your phone as you watch my long tanned legs walking towards you and looking over the top of your glasses you continue to run your eyes up towards my curved hips and round ass in my tight black pencil skirt, to my tight waist and beautiful round breasts.
Your eyes fixed on my deep cleavage as one of my shirt buttons seems to have been opened further than what would have been usual for work. You continue to run your eyes upwards to see the face that goes with this heavenly body that has transported your mind to very filthy thoughts in what was just another boring shopping trip with your wife.
I catch you staring and flash you a smile, my blonde hair caught up loosely and my blue eyes twinkling. I stop in front of you at the shoes and stepping out of one of my black stilettos I bend over to select a pair of sandals from the bottom shelf. Your mind now racing as you imagine me in just my underwear and taking me right there over the shoe rack in the department store.
I know you are watching me as I feel your eyes fixed on my ass as I bend over. I turn around now facing you and from somewhere you summon the courage to say "very nice! The shoes I mean." as you blush. I smile and say "thanks, now I just need a new dress to go with them" as I smile, giving you a cheeky wink. You think to yourself now i'd definitely be interested in helping her try on that dress and you swallow hard, "well if you need help deciding, I'm happy to help and give my opinion!" you say giving me a wink as you put your phone away realising that it's been more than five minutes and your wife will be looking for you.
I turn back to put my shoes on and you head towards the changing room to find your wife. Very handsome I think to myself, I love the suited and booted look as I watch you walk away. I have no need for a new dress but something inside me wants to see you again. I grab the nearest dress in my size that will match the sandals and quickly make my way to the changing rooms.
The changing rooms are empty as I walk in and see you seated at the other end, telling your wife that the last dress was lovely and it'll do. I catch your eye and you give me a smile as I make my way into a cubicle opposite from where you're sitting and pull the curtain across, leaving it open slightly. I want you to see me undress, to tease you! I unbutton my blouse and unzip my skirt hanging them up on the hook. Standing in just my underwear I manoeuvre myself so that you can watch me in the mirror through the opening in the curtains.
You swallow hard as you feel your cock twitching, moistening your lips as you admire my body in my two toned Champagne silk French knickers and matching bra and you imagine peeling them off. Uncrossing your legs to let your now hard cock grow and stiffen, your heart racing as you feel yourself get hot and you loosen your tie and collar.
Watching you squirm and wriggle in your chair I turn to face you, caressing my breasts then slipping one hand over my stomach and under my silk knickers and begin to stroke my pussy. Swallowing hard, your heart pounding out of your chest, now aware that I know you can see me as our eyes meet in the mirror.
Your wife steps out to show you dress number six, oblivious to the show you are getting behind her. You cross your legs quickly to hide the bulge of your throbbing cock. Her voice a distant sound as you watch me unclipping my bra and my large round breasts now on full view to you as I play with my nipples suggestively, biting my lip. They are now rock hard as a thrill moves through my body and my clit moistens as it throbs making my silk knickers damp.
"Do you like this one?" your wife asks as you are jolted back to the conversation. "yes it's lovely" you say "get that one" as you strain to control your bulging cock I lick one of my nipples and continue to finger my pussy, sliding two fingers inside.
Your wife goes back into her cubicle to change and I open the curtain further, motioning you to come in with me as I put a finger up to my lips and whisper "shhhhh". You call to your wife that you have to make a call and that you'll meet her in the restaurant in ten minutes. She calls "ok" as you slip into the cubicle with me and close the curtain tight behind you.........
Part 2 to follow
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I'll maybe spoil you today with another one later!
