My husband and I made a bet over a boring basketball game. The loser had to do whatever the winner wanted for a day. I was sure I’d win, but now I’m standing in a shopping center like a whore. If I’d known what he wanted me to do, I wouldn’t have made the bet, even if I’d been sure I could win. I feel like a slut, and I do look like one now, but, on the other hand, part of me seems to like it. All the men staring at me were making me feel wetter and wetter between my legs, spurring me on to expose more and more.
I was nervous as hell at the beginning of the day. Crossing my arms over my chest, just afraid that people would see my hard nipples peeking out of my sheer clothing, but then realizing that it would just make people notice me more. I forced myself to act natural. Immediately, I found full enjoyment in the stares that tried to undress me. I even found myself wanting to stare at the men who peeked at me, to see exactly what kind of expression they had on their faces as their eyes rolled over me. Earlier in the day, I’d caught a teenage boy staring at me, but I’d ghosted my arms up high, letting my entire breasts push up against the thin material of my shirt, enjoying the look on the young boy’s closed eyes.
Made a pact with my boss to meet me at the restaurant and then he’ll give me some new instructions. I really don’t know what else he wants. I felt three men following me. When I stopped and pretended to look in the window, they stopped too. When I continued, they followed me right back. I have to admit that while I was nervous as hell, it was also a turn on for me.
Oh, sorry, I dropped my wallet on the floor by mistake. As I bent down to pick up my wallet, the hem of my skirt was raised, and my almost naked ass was completely exposed to the eyes of the three men and everyone else looking in my direction. My excitement grew at the thought of more skin being exposed to the eyes of others. I had never been so aroused!!! I never thought that such a lewd display would make me feel so sexy, so confident, and with a shock in my heart that I had never felt before. I could no longer figure out if I was sweating now because I was nervous or because of the strange excitement. Sneaking a glance at my followers, I realized that they had all stopped. If I wasn’t so excited, I would have laughed out loud. Their mouths were wide open, like that exaggerated look you see in movies. I smiled at them, picked up my wallet, and wiggled my ass as I continued on my way.
I noticed they were getting closer and not hiding themselves too much. I blocked off to the meeting place I had agreed to with my boss. Standing on the elevator, I knew that my followers could easily see my panties under my skirt. Thinking that they could probably see my soaked panties made my bottom itch more and more. I wanted to reach into my panties right away and stick my fingers in my pussy. But I actually controlled it. I was on the verge of an orgasm, and I was already a little unsteady on my feet.
My husband, Cheong, was sitting at a table near McDonald’s. He saw me, smiled, and left his spot. I took a few quick steps to his seat and saw that he had left an envelope on the table. The envelope said, Open it in the restroom.
I knew he was watching me and I remembered our agreement. If I didn’t listen to his instructions, no matter how boring they were, we were going to have to repeat today’s events next week. I grabbed the envelope and headed for the restroom. As I stood up, the three guys following me walked past me. One of them seemed to booze something at me, but I didn’t hear it.
The restroom was empty and there was a couch in there for people to rest on. I sat on the couch and opened the envelope. I almost gasped out in shock as I just realized what my husband wanted from me for the rest of the half day. I had to take off my bra and panties, put them in my purse, and walk to a chair in front of a lingerie-buying store on the other side of the shopping center. I sat there and decided to let our agreement roll over.
Standing up, instead of leaving, I walked into an empty compartment and closed the door. I quickly removed my tunic and bra. After putting my tunic back on, I realized that my hard nipples were really pushing up against the sheer silk tunic. Removing my panties, I realized that they were already wet and warm.
I put my bra and panties in my purse, but I was so excited that I had to taste it first. I sat down, pulled up my skirt, pulled up my eyes, and started touching myself. The feeling of rubbing my clit was amazing. I fantasized that I was performing in front of a crowd of people who were cheering me on. I was shocked that I was powerless in the face of this desire.
Oh, my God! I wasn’t expecting an orgasm, but, oh my God! I came and I heard myself moan. I tried not to make a sound, but I’m sure I wasn’t in complete control of myself.
With my orgasm over, I sobered up a bit and realized how much exposing myself to strangers turned me on. Straightening my dress, I walked over to the mirror and saw how I looked to others. As I walked back and forth, my breasts bounced up and down, my nipples brushing against my tunic and staying hard. The hem of the dress was just a little below my ass. The slightest breeze blowing through would show all the guys how little I was wearing. Since no one was in the restroom, I bent over to see for myself first what everyone else could see when I did.
The skirt was too short, and when I bent over, my whole ass was exposed. I thought I’d better be careful, lest the police arrest me for public exposure. As I lowered my skirt, I suddenly heard some sounds coming from another cubicle. My heart skipped a beat because it sounded like she was masturbating!
Curiosity got the better of me and I stepped a little closer and asked, Are you okay?
She said no problem, but it was accompanied by a moan. I fought down the desire to push the door open and take a look, but my curiosity was so great that I decided to wait and see this woman, and to touch up my makeup while I was at it. It wasn’t long before she came out. I found her covered in han, but with a contented look on her face. She looked about my age, around thirty, with shiny black hair. I stared at her and she smiled in return.
She explained it succinctly as she followed me ……
I didn’t understand her last sentence so I asked her to repeat it. I couldn’t believe it! She told me she followed me because she wanted to have sex with me! She had this idea when I was picking my wallet and then she followed me. I only noticed the men and ignored her.
Not knowing what to say, I could only stand in front of her with my mouth wide open and dumbfounded. She went on to say that she was bisexual and often came to the shopping center looking for bored housewives. She followed me into the restroom and then heard me masturbating and she couldn’t help but touch herself. But when I looked in the mirror, she couldn’t help herself.
I had sometimes imagined what it would be like to be with another woman, but never had that opportunity. Now this opportunity is right in front of me and I don’t know how to cope with it.
She explained to me that a lot of women come to shopping centers looking to be sent. She could tell if a woman wanted another woman, even when the woman herself wasn’t even aware of her own needs. She said that although I wasn’t sure myself, she understood very well that I would enjoy myself very much with her.
I retorted defiantly, but she had stopped me with an irresistible, passionate kiss and I couldn’t help but cooperate. Seeing how nervous and tempted I was, she pulled out a business card and wrote something on it and handed it to me, telling me to call her when I had time. I watched her leave and then looked at the card she had left behind with her mobile, work and home phone numbers on it.
I have to go. Cheong must be waiting for me. After I left the restroom, I looked around and realized that the people who followed me just now were gone. Suddenly I felt a little puzzled, a little lost. I was basically standing naked in the middle of the shopping center, and although I felt hot all over, the desire that had been aroused just now was suddenly gone, replaced by embarrassment and shame. I had to leave quickly. I don’t want to be arrested for being mistaken for trying to pimp. Nearing the place where Achan had gotten better, I noticed that the men who had followed me had reappeared. I felt confident again and relatively relieved. They were strangers, but after all, they were strangers who had met. With my nerve back, I stopped at a fountain. I opened my wallet, took out some coins, and threw one into the fountain. I couldn’t see them at this point, but I could feel someone approaching me. A deer in the body wanted to leave immediately, but my brain told me to stay. Just as I turned around, I saw one of those guys standing right next to me, smiling sexily at me.
Looking at him this close, I could see that he was sturdy, handsome, and his crotch jutted out real big. I smiled back at him. With that smile, he leaned in closer. I wanted to leave immediately, but I couldn’t move. Not out of fear, but because of something else. I need to know exactly what’s going to happen down there. Without saying anything, he takes my hand and places it on his bulge. I can’t believe I actually did that, but I did squeeze his cock a little, just to tease him. My whole body was on fire with desire again and the only thought I had was to get his meat stick inside me.
But I let go of him, and also felt as if a spell of some sort had been lifted. I smiled at him again, but twisted my head away. He snapped, Sure you can leave whenever you want, but please at least let me get a good look at you. Turning toward him, I felt a little embarrassed and sexy. His eyes scanned my entire body up and down as if he was undressing me with his gaze. His gaze stops on my chest for a moment, then tells me to turn around and bend over.
I looked at him in surprise. What do you think I am? I’m yours to play with as you please?
No, of course not. But of course you know what you want for yourself, don’t you. So it’s up to you.