Anybody been shopping with their girlfriend or wife? …. I mean for clothes of course. We have all done it right … sat in some shop on a Saturday about 4pm, when you are more interested in the footy results. Well if you haven’t then you need to go and keep an eye out. So, what I mean by that is some ladies do love to exhibit, an example …. a few years ago I went to Boutique’y shop with my better half. It was a local shop which sold mod clothes for ‘guys and gals’ and some top brands. With my girl friend trying clothes on I was located on ‘the’ chair. The one where I could see both changing rooms, they were in opposite corners and the location of the internal mirrors meant that you could see the whole interior, ‘if’ there was the ‘strategic’ crack in the curtain. This was not lost on some ladies and with the correct failure to fully close the curtain it would be possible to see inside. If you get my drift. Now I am not suggesting that all women are like this though there are some.

While my partner was trying on some gear I decided to sit and take my ‘chances’. Then I watched a young lady, who obviously goes to the gym, take some clothes into the changing room on the left. I wait a minute and nonchalantly look in the direction and sure enough there is a three inch gap to the right and I get just a quick glimpse of her bottom while she tries on some of those shorts that are designed to ‘separate’ a ladies cheeks! It wasn’t for long but when she bent over you could make out her pussy and I felt a twitch in my trousers. Then the assistant came along closed the crack in the curtain asking if ‘everything is all right’. I couldn’t make out if she knew I was watching or not but she walked behind the counter leaving the curtain fully covering the opening.

So fun over I went to look for some shoes. I found some and went to look for someone to help when the assistant turned up asked if there was anything I might like to try. I said there was plenty but I was worried about being arrested. Thankfully she laughed, probably used to that kind of remark. Instead she asked ‘Brown or Black’. I did have a response but thought better of it and laughed. I could tell by the look in her eye she knew why I laughed and she smiled too!

‘Sorry we don’t do them in Pink, - said with a straight face - but the brown is very good and typical of this style they will be tight at first but after some use they will soften up.

Ok let me try them.

I sat and waited while she came back with the brown shoes and some pink socks … thin ones to help with the breaking in.

She took my foot, with no shoe on, and put it in the shoe and with the shoe horn managed to get my foot in. She was leaning over and I could see down her top at a really firm looking pair of tits, but I hadn’t yet realised that her tight skirt had ridden up, as she was squatting and not kneeling. I looked away from her tits as she straightened up and I had a full on view of her pussy bulging out of her tight white cotton panties.

She looked me in the eye, ‘How does that feel?’ … catching me, knowing I was looking at her pussy. Her demeanour nor her expression changed as she looked me in the eye. ‘Want to try the other one?’ .. ‘Oh yes please’ so she stood up straightened her skirt and turned reaching for the box and resumed her position … squatting …. again showing the clear outline of her pussy. Whilst this was lovely, I was getting hard and I didn’t want her to realise. But of course she did, it was all a show. With the other one on she told me to stand … stupidly I did and my cock was now level with her face. A clear bulge was evident. Of course I bought the shoes, who wouldn’t after a show like that. The shoes were taken to the till where they would wait as Celia - GF - was getting my attention with just her head out of the dressing room curtain gesturing for me to come over. So I sauntered over and peered at her as she stepped back. All she had on were her bra, which always struggles to keep things in check, and a thong!.

‘What is that it?’

‘A thong! …. Where have you been? …. Look get serious, what do you think, I need some feed back’.

‘Truely?’

‘Yes Truely … everything let me have it all?’

‘Right well … firstly there is no bra as it’s a ‘thong swimsuit’

‘Correct’

‘Secondly you need a Brazilian, thirdly I think the yellow is better than green with a suntan and finally - as I was looking in the mirror - it shows off your great arse’.

‘Thank you handsome that was exactly the feedback I needed’.

‘Now come in’.

‘What’

‘In I said’

The curtain closed behind me ..

‘Ok I have to buy both then as I have had an accident …. My pussy is v wet’.

Now whenever she mentions her pussy she always looks me in the eye as though I need to do something. Also and this is important as she is very well spoken though not at all snobbish but she has a way with words which attracts me. Also and just as important when she is wet she just can’t ‘wait’.

‘Ok look .. I have stupidly got myself all worked up and would appreciate some help’, taking my hand she guided my fingers into her ‘thong’ and she was indeed very wet.

‘Can you help, only I really am quite frantic despite my calm demeanour’.

My finger were almost sucked inside her as she put her arms around my neck.

‘Don’t spare me just get me off … fast’.

‘Ok’

So I bent her over a bit approached her from the side and finger banged her while fingering her arse. Now there was definitely some noise but my fingers on her beloved g-spot always does the trick when I finger her arse as well. 1.5 minutes, a bloody record and she stifled a moan and flooded my hand.

‘Oh I fucking love you …. you dirty bastard’ she whispered in my ear, here take this and go while I compose myself’. .. and she handed me a wipe, from a small packet she always carry’s. We ‘cleaned up’ and as I was about to exit, holding both the thongs in one hand, to take to the till, and the ‘wipe in the other’, the shoe lady asked…’Is everything ok?’.

I opened the curtain and there she was a foot away from me, I could see her glance over me, no idea what she saw but whatever it was her eyes went back to me as she breathed in, she could smell pussy. Her face took on some super fast expression changes … understanding of what had just happened in there, disbelief, envy …. her eyes never left mine she never looked away she just unconsciously licked those amazing lips. ‘Is your partner ok does she need anything else?’.

‘Yes but it can wait until we get home’ and her eyes widened just a bit almost imperceptible but it was there as she shifted on the spot.

‘Oh okay I will see you at the till’. I walked over waiting for her to join me knowing she knew my partner had just cum in her changing room’.

I arrived and waited and she appeared from the small stockroom, behind the counter, holding some pink socks.

‘Oh no sorry I didn’t …… ‘ and she interrupted, ‘No please … they are a gift from the shop to compliment your shoes please accept them with our thanks’.

‘Oh okay thank you very much very kind’. Then she proceeded to pack my shoes and the thongs and noticed a small mark on the panty liner, in all the swimsuits in this shop, her eyes flicked to mine lingered a bit too long and they ‘smiled at me’ a knowing smile … her questioned answered. Then she took a tin of polish and dropped it in the bag. …’Be sure to use a soft cloth you get a better shine’.

Celia arrived as calm as you like, ‘Hello darling are we all done here? ….. splendid …. Thank you for your help Jules, much appreciated’.

And she turned as we left, looking back and smiling at ‘Jules’.

I caught up outside. ‘I think she knows’ I blurted.

‘Of course she does silly she’s a woman, anyway it was for her really after I saw you staring at her pussy’.

‘Ah’.

‘Oh don’t worry I would be worried if you didn’t especially as she has a lovely pussy’.

‘What? … you mean ..’

‘Of course … wouldn’t you?’

‘Come on we need to get back things to do … Mary is coming for dinner ….. and I will help you do some polishing’.

At home I took the box out of the bag and the socks fell out. I picked them up and there was something inside them and I pulled out a piece of paper with a number and the word ‘pussy’ written on it. Then Celia came in and pushed me onto the bed and proceeded to put the shoes on me.

‘Oh a tight fit ….. now let’s see …. I want to return the favour, one good deed deserves another as she had my belt unbuckled and my cock out in seconds, on her knees and had my knob in her mouth and sucked me until I blew. She took the lot like the good girl she is.

‘Oh my Richie you have surpassed yourself … that was a huge load, thank you so much … now you need to reciprocate get yourself hard again and fuck me, I do believe I am wet again …… oh and I suggest you make the ‘call’ you won’t regret it … now, come and fuck my pussy’.

We managed to both cum again and I fucked her for about an hour before she felt sated. We showered together and made dinner together and had a lovely evening with her friend Mary. Tomorrow I will make the call, see where it leads.

Oh and if you are wondering my relationship with Celia is one of constant surprise, we have done some swapping and she has separately met others for sex and then told me about it …. Which she loves doing. She also let me into her little secret that she and Jules had had a ‘fling’ a few years ago, during a lesbian phase. I know I should have been surprised but I was wasn’t, Celia is a free spirit. So I told her I would make the call and as I suspected she stated she would love to hear about what happens.

The next few days were a blur and if there is some interest I shall share them …. soon ……..