I got to know Samantha Mohr some years back when we both worked in Atlanta. I took another job elsewhere in the south and moved away, but we stayed in touch. I now live near a college town that has an earth sciences program. Samantha sometimes comes out as a guest lecturer on meteorology, allowing us to get together for a day or two. A couple of years ago, she had scheduled one of these lectures just after Thanksgiving. She called to let me know the date, and we made plans to meet.
Her lecture was in the afternoon, so she flew in that morning, arriving just before lunch. We made a plan for me to pick her up from the college around 5:30 when I got off work. I arrived to pick her up outside the student union on time. She must have changed clothes somewhere on campus. She was wearing jeans, a dark red men's style shirt and a black blazer. Black heels finished off the outfit. Her jeans, while not skin tight, showed off her figure well, but the real surprise was her top. She had the top three buttons open, revealing quite a bit of cleavage. It was obvious from the way she was gently swaying that she was not wearing a bra. She got in and we kissed, lingering just for a couple of seconds.
"You look GREAT!!" I said.
She smiled. "Thanks. I thought the red would be festive."
"If I found you under my tree, you'd be the only present I'd unwrap!!"
She laughed. "Speaking of presents, my schedule is just packed from now til Christmas. Would it be OK if we did some shopping before dinner?"
"Sure, where did you want to go?"
She named a few stores, and I said I knew a place we could go where they were all pretty close to each other, and where there were also a few good restaurants, and we were off.
We walked around several places; it was fun being with her, and watching her as she looked into display cases, leaning forward and sideways as she did so. Her shirt was not really loose, but enough so that when she leaned over, I could get a good look at her melon sized breasts, every once in a while catching a glimpse of nipple if she leaned forward far enough.
After watching this for several stores, we were looking in a jewelry case while waiting for the sales person to come over from another section.
As I looked at her massive right breast under her top, I whispered to her, "You know, I could just squeeze you right now."
She looked at me mischievously. "Dare ya!!"
I looked around, and reached under her jacket, giving her tit a squeeze. She giggled. "MMM...I like that. Nobody's coming yet. Bet you won't go inside my shirt for the bare tit."
I looked around. People were milling about, but nobody was really watching. I leaned toward her, pulling her to me so my body would help shield us, and reached inside her shirt, feeling the heft of her right boob, and gently pinching the now stiff nipple, kissing her as I did so.
"MMMM!!! That was fun!! Whoo!!" she said, smiling at me.
"Get you going??" I asked.
"Oh yeah, even felt it in my jeans."
The sales girl approached just then, breaking up our little game. We looked at a few items, Samantha bought a couple, and we headed off. As we walked through one of the garment sections, one that had some taller racks, I took her hand and pulled her back toward the back of the section. When we were pretty well hidden, I pulled her to me, kissing her hard, and reaching inside her shirt for a good long grab, massaging her right breast and playing with the nipple. She reached down and rubbed my cock through my pants while I felt her.
"I think someone has a present for me!!" she whispered in my ear, feeling how hard I was.
I felt her knees give a little, and released my kiss, and slowly pulled my hand out of her shirt, caressing her tit.
"WOW-that was better than a Christmas light show!!" she exclaimed
I've always loved the way her tits are so sensitive, and enjoyed getting her off by playing with them. Now, sneaking feels in a department store at Christmas time upped the game, and I could tell Samantha liked the added thrill of getting played with in a public place where she might get caught.
We left the store and headed for my SUV. It was warm as it typically is in that part of the south, even in December, and Samantha took her jacket off as we walked. Now I could see her tits bouncing nicely, her nipples standing out as we walked. We got to the car, and I opened the rear gate so we could put the bags in. As we were standing with the gate, she pulled me to her and kissed me, rubbing my cock and balls, the gate hiding what we were doing. I reached over, felt her tits through her shirt-her braless breasts felt so soft through the fabric-then undid one more button.
She broke our kiss. "I'm going to fall out if you keep doing that."
"Then the whole mall will get a Christmas gift!!"
We got in the front seat and started kissing and fondling each other. After about five minutes, she said, "Let's go find a dark corner."
I knew a couple of places that were fairly inconspicuous and headed that way. Once we were parked, we got into the back, picking up where we had left off. I unbuttoned her all the way, savoring the view I now had of both breasts, big as melons and with a little hang. She was magnificent. She took off my shirt, and we kissed again, playing with each other's chests. She worked her way down to my pants and undid my belt, then the button and zipper, freeing my rock hard erection. She stroked it a couple of times, I loved the feel of her soft skin going up and down on me. I pushed my pants off; she stroked me while I unbuttoned her jeans and pulled her zipper down. We broke away from each other so she could pull them off. She lifted her hips off the seat to make it easier to get out of them. As they came down, I watched with delight as her dark blonde bush came into view. I love watching a woman undress, but watching her take off her jeans to find no panties is a real turn on. She tossed her jeans over the console between the front seats and settled back against the door, sliding her ass toward me a little. I could see her labia already parted.
"Looks like someone is ready for anything." I said.
"I am soooo hot right now, you have no idea. You playing with my tits in the store really got me worked up."
"We'll have to do something about that." I said, starting to get on the floor so I could go down on her.
She stopped me. "I love when you go down on me, but right now I just want you to fuck me, put that big dick inside me now"
I shifted so I was hovering over her, and she slid down on the seat so I could have access. She reached to take my cock in her hand. There was a brief glint off her wedding ring as she reached for me. I love seeing a married woman's ring sliding up and down my cock; it looks so slutty, so wanton. She guided me toward her open pussy, almost cramming me in. I slowly pushed in til I felt the hair above my cock meet her bush, and my balls rest on her ass.
