I sat on the bench as crowds of people hurried back and forth. I didn't want to go to the mall, but my entire family wanted to go for the after-Christmas sales. I walked around for a bit and window shopped, but quickly became bored so I found a bench and started reading the book I just bought.
After a while, I sat up straight, lifted my head, and stretched my neck around. Then I saw you. You were beautiful. I didn't realize I was staring until you looked directly at me through the window of the store you were in. It was in that moment I realized you were in a ladies intimate apparel store. I planted my nose right back into my book so fast I almost hit myself. I wondered to myself if you were actually looking at me or just in my direction.
A few moments passed and I peeked over my book to see if you were still there. You were. And you were still looking at me. You waved your fingers and smiled. I return a nervous smile. I think you giggled before turning around to continue shopping.
I went back to my book, but couldn't focus and looked up again. You were standing in the window again, this time holding a skimpy bikini in front of you. You looked at me, tilted your head, and shrugged your shoulders. My body felt numb, but I'm pretty sure I nodded my head.
You walked away for a moment before returning with a bra and panty set. You gesture again with your body. I'm not sure what I did with my body. You point a finger at me and curl it, indicating for me to come to you.
I didn't tell my body to stand up, but it did. Then it started walking towards you. I'm not sure whether it took a million years or happened instantaneously, but I found myself standing in front of you.
"So?"
"..."
"What do you think?"
"It's... nice."
It was beyond fantastic, but my expansive vocabulary betrayed me.
"Oh, well then, I guess I'll need to find something better."
You flipped through a rack and pulled out what looked like a tangle of black strings and red lace. You hold it in front of you and look at me, waiting for a response.
"What... how... umm..."
You laugh. You can tell I'm not sure what I'm looking at. You grab my hand and pull me along as you walk towards the back of the store. My body followed and my mind continued to calculate whether this was real life or if I'd fallen asleep on the bench while reading my book.
We get to the back where the changing rooms are and you sit me down on one of the waiting area seats. You check in with the changing room attendant and walk back to your stall.
A few minutes go by and my panicking brain is about to stand my body up to leave, but I hear you whisper a "psst" down the hallway. Your head is peeled around the door. You point and curl your finger at me again. I look towards where the attendant should have been, but she must've walked away. I stand up and walk over towards you. You grab my arm and pull me in.
Black strings dance across your body as three patches of red lace just barely cover your nipples and pussy. I guess my mouth was hanging open because you put your hand under my chin and closed it. You push my gently into the corner and I fall onto a small seat.
"Is this one better than nice?"
My head nods, but my voice is mute.
You smile big, turn around and wiggle your hips. You bend slightly at the waist and shake your ass. It is inches from my face. You lower your ass, now hovering just above my crotch. It was then I realized I had a massive erection. Before making contact with my lap, you stand up and turn around.
"You don't talk much, do you?"
"Sorry... I... uh..."
"Don't be, I like a challenge. Now, stand up, turn around, and don't peek."
I stood up and turned around. I'm not sure if you realized I could still see you in the reflection of the mirrors, and before I could attempt to say anything else, you start taking the mess of strings and lace off your body. In the reflection, I can only see your back. When you bend over, I catch a glimpse of your pussy between your legs. My erection grows larger somehow.
I start trying to discreetly adjust myself, but you stand up quickly and ask what I'm doing. If you didn't realize before, you realized then that I could see you in the mirror.
"How much did you see?"
"I didn't... I mean... well..."
You grab my shoulders and spin me around. You were completely naked. My arms fall to my sides, leaving my rock hard cock poking a tent out of my pants. My heart is about to punch out of my chest.
As I use everything I have to maintain eye contact, you look down at my pants tent and grin.
"It was that much better, eh? Well you've seen me. It's only fair that I get to see you now."
"Uhh..."
You grab my pants and yank them down. My jeans go straight to my ankles. My underwear almost follows, but gets caught on my cock. You pull my underwear gently and my cock springs out and jerks upward.
Your eyes widen.
"That's..."
Your hand slowly reaches towards my cock.
"... big..."
Your fingers grasp around it.
"... thick..."
Your hand strokes up.
"... hot..."
Your hand strokes down.
I can't seem to breathe. I'm not even certain I'm in my body.
All this time you've been slowly lowering your body until your face is level with my cock and it twitches in your hand, still slowly stroking it.
