Maria wandered the mall wearing one of her standard scandalous outfits. She was seemingly oblivious to the heads turning to look at her as she walked by. Her platform shoes made a clopping noise as her tiny pleated skirt swished around her hips. Each step threatened to make her tits bounce out of her strapless bandage chest wrap that exposed her midriff. If it had been wrapped any looser she would have certainly bounced out.
Mark was among the many men to take notice of this walking sex appeal, but unlike most men stopping to gawk, he knew Maria from the local community college they both attended. Well, knew was a stretch as his girlfriend Karen was in a class with her. The only time the two of them had talked was when he'd seen Karen talking to her after class and Mark had inserted himself into the conversation. Karen had been pissed afterwards as she called him out on hitting on 'that stupid slut' and not being able to stop staring at her tits.
Mark saw Maria enter the lingerie store and decided that was a perfect opportunity to go talk to her. He entered the store and looked around at the assortment of women perusing the stores wares. He grabbed a couple of skimpy lingerie sets as he looked around for Maria.
He found her in the back of the store picking thru the thongs already holding a couple of bras in hand. He imagined her wearing, and then not wearing, the various items. Licking his bottom lip he wandered over to the same display she was at and began to browse.
"Excuse me," he said as his hand made intentional contact with hers as they reached for the same piece of lacey underwear.
"Oh sorry," she giggled pulling her hand back.
"Oh, hey," Mark said in a friendly and familiar way. "How are you?"
As he went in to hug her, she still wasn't quite sure who he was but he was cute so she hugged him back. He held her tighter and longer than she would have normally liked but she was horny, she was always horny, so she let him, feeling herself get more turned on.
"It's my anniversary with Karen this weekend and I wanted to get her something 'fun'," he shared with a wink. He'd only been going out with Karen for a few months but he doubted Maria would know that.
"How is Karen?" she asked trying to remember who she was.
"She's good. Just busy with that project for your econ class," Mike said.
Maria remembered Karen now. She was the bitchy blonde who seemed nice until her boyfriend, this guy, started talking to her. She didn't know what the problem was as she had never done anything to her. Maybe, Maria thought, if she helped her boyfriend she'll end up being nice again.
Maria looked at the lingerie Mark was holding and said, "Those look like fun. I'm sure she'll like them."
"Are you sure?" Mark asked taking his eyes off her cleavage to look at the assortment of sexy outfits he was holding. "I don't know. I always find it hard to pick the right stuff. I wish there was some way to see it on a model..."
"Isn't that one," she pointed, "on the mannequin over there?"
"Yeah, but you know they fit mannequins different than real people. I wish I knew a model to help me out."
Maria had modeled different outfits for boyfriends and some of her girlfriends in the past so she said perkily, "Maybe I can help! Karen and you deserve to have a great anniversary."
"Really!? Thank you so much! Do you think there is anything else she would like?"
Maria looked at what he was holding as he held them up for her to see. There was a blue babydoll with matching thong and a strapless black corset with matching garter and stockings. Maria looked around but wasn't sure what Karen would like.
Mark was looking at her body again as she looked around. She turned around to continue to see if there was something else that she thought would be nice allowing him to look at the way her skirt fell over her round ass. He couldn't believe his luck. This sexy slut was going to be trying on lingerie for him.
"I don't know," she trailed off unsure what to suggest.
"Hopefully one of these will do then. Let's go," he said, taking her by her hand.
"What?" she asked, confused. "I thought I would try them on here."
"Yeah, but I can't go into the changing room with you," he said matter-of-factly. "And you know pictures don't do outfits justice."
She nodded knowingly. He was right, she did find the pictures of outfits never fit the right way when she ordered stuff online.
He lead her by hand to the register, stopping once to quickly grab another outfit that she didn't get a good look at. As they checked out he got the four outfits and she bought the thongs and bras she had picked up before running into Mark.
"Can you drive?" she asked.
"Of course," Mark said, leading her out of the mall and through the parking lot to his Honda.
"How do we get to your place?" he asked as he pulled out of the parking space.
"My place?" she asked.
"Yeah, I don't want Karen to come home and have the surprise ruined, right?"
"Good point," she said, as she began to direct him to her parents house.
After the short drive, where they discussed school and their families, and a lot of ogling by Mike, they pulled into the driveway of a nice single family home where she lived with her mom, sister, and little brother. She had already told him how her mom was working and her sister and brother were at their respective schools.
"Okay," she said, as they entered the living room, "I guess I'll go get changed, then."
"Sounds good," he said as he began to follow her up the stairs.
"You aren't going to wait here?" she asked looking to the living room.
"I wouldn't want to cause any problems or confusion if someone came home early," he said, placing his hand on the small of her back and escorting her upstairs.
"No one is expected home, though," she said, getting excited about the idea of having this man in her room, sitting on her bed.
"I'd rather be safe than sorry," he smiled.
"Okay," she said, taking him by the hand and leading him to her room.
They walked into her cutely decorated room and Mark looked around closing the door and sitting down on the edge of her bed rather than the desk chair.
"Let's get to it," he said, looking at her hungrily before looking down into the bag to make his first selection.
Mark pulled the black corset out of the bag. It had a matching pair of stockings, a thong, and a garter belt. Maria felt herself grow damp looking at it.
She took it from him and walked over to the otherside of the room to change. Mark's eyes followed her preparing to watch her strip down and change.
"Uh... turn around," she said.
"Oh right," Mark said, running his eyes up and down her body one more time. Mark turned around and noticed that Maria's room had a mirror set up so he adjusted himself to watch her reflection.
Mark watched as Maria undid her top and her skirt and then bent over to pull off her black thong. His dick throbbed being so close to this sexy babe.
She pulled on the garter belt, the stockings, the clips making a loud clicking sound, and then the panties. As she pulled the corset on, she realized it would be an understatement to say it was too small. She closed all of the side clasps she could but realized Mark would have to help with rest. She turned to face him again, noting that he had stayed facing away, which made her wonder if he thought she was attractive as she found him.
"Could you clip this?" she asked, standing close to him, but turned to the side as she held her hair up.
Turning back to her, his hard cock strained against his pants. He ran his eyes over her body again. She looked better, or rather the outfit looked better on her, than he had hoped.
"Sure," he smiled at her before placing his hands on the bottom of the corset and pressing it against her as he moved his hands up her body. "Gotta make sure it's on tight."
Once his hands were on her back and the other squeezing the corset to her tit he slid his hands to the clasps. He was able to close a few more but the top few proved to be impossible.
"I guess that's gotta do," she said, stepping away from him, with her nipples barely covered by the outfit.
Maria stepped back turning to fully face Mark, showing off the sexy outfit. Mark's cock stained against his pants as his eye's moved from her stocking covered feet, up her shapely legs, panty covered mound, her wide hips, to her petite waist and the beginning of the corset, up to her tits, bulging out of the too small top, and then her beautiful faces.
"Well?" she asked, as she walked toward him and then turned sharply showing her thong eating ass as she preened like a model on the runway.
"So fucking hot," he said, pulling his phone from his pocket and beginning to film her.
"What are you doing?"
"I'm getting some pics so I can compare later," he said matter-of-factly.
"But you said pictures don't do outfits justice," Maria said, stopping and placing her hands on her hips in what was meant to be imposing but just came off as overwhelmingly sexy.
"Yeah, but I've seen it on someone so the pics will help jog my memory."
