I had awakened that morning and didn't feel like working. It was Friday and I decided to start my weekend early; they wouldn't have missed me, so I called in sick. I proceeded to take a hot shower and make breakfast. Still wearing only a towel from my shower, I walked about the house pondering what to do with my day. Walking over to the fridge I glanced at the calendar, and taking a second look I realized- "Oh shit. Christmas is in two weeks and I still haven't gotten anything."
I went off to my room to throw on a few things before I left for the morning. I threw on some boxers, a gray t-shirt, baggy jeans, and a blue and red flannel shirt with the buttons missing. It was my day off and I didn't care how much of a bum I looked. Grabbing my jean coat and a hat I left my house. It hadn't snowed yet which was odd for this time of year, so I decided to bike over to the mall.
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I had been walking about the mall for two hours now, still unable to find anything for anyone on my list. Then again, it did not help that the place was packed. "
Screw this
," I thought to myself and headed off to the food court for a bite to eat and to rest a bit. After waiting 20 minutes in line just to get a shake, I turned to see every last table, booth, and stool had been taken. All, that is, except for one in the corner. A beautiful young girl sat at a table alone with two chairs. She sat there reading the paper; her long red hair blew about from a wind coming from the corridor, occasionally wiping the hair away from her glasses.
I walked over to the girl and asked her if she had a companion or if she minded my sitting with her. "No, I'm alone. You can sit if you want.". Her voice rang out like an angel to me, and I pulled back the chair to sit.
As I ate I pulled a pencil from my pocket and started to draw on a napkin, and she continued reading her paper. After a little while I felt as if someone were staring at me. I looked up and sure enough, this girl had her eyes set on my hands as I drew.
"I'm sorry," she commented as she saw me look at her. "That is just so good; it looks like one of those new dolls my niece wants."
"That's alright," I responded. "It most likely is. My niece wants one too but I cannot find them anywhere; in fact I can't find anything for anyone."
After talking with this girl for a while I had found out her name was Stacie and the two of us had much in common. She wasn't reading the paper after all. It was the comics she was looking at. The two of us were both looking for the same type of people and decided to go about our shopping together.
When we left the table, I watched her as she grabbed her coat and threw it over her shoulders. It was long, down to her knees, and covered up the skirt she was wearing. From behind it looked as if the coat was all she had on. I felt weak in the knees as she arranged herself, getting ready for our stroll through the mall.
We walked from store to store looking at toys, lamps, china, just about anything there was as we walked. We took a stop in a lingerie store because she said she wanted to get something for her sister. She looked about the place at this and that, as did I, trying not to make it obvious. I stopped a second and looked at a black and navy blue outfit; blue stockings held with a black garter, blue panties and bra with black straps and a lace coat to match. Stacie had seen me looking. "Yeah, it's nice, isn't it? Not very Christmassy though." I turned and looked at her face and smiled. "Wouldn't you like to see me in that." I didn't answer, just smiled as my cheeks raised and turned red. "Oh, I see." She said taking it off the rack. "Maybe I'll just have to try it on for you." My entire face turned red and I could not say a word. Was this really happening? This beautiful red head I had just met was heading for heading for the dressing room with an outfit that would floor me. Turning back to me she had seen my pitch red face, "Oh, too cute." She smiled and continued. "I'm just pulling your chain dear." She put the outfit down and grabbed me by the arm to head off to another store.
We walked around the mall for another half hour aimlessly, Stacie hanging onto my arm the whole while. She was leaning her head of soft hair against my shoulder. As we passed people we casually talked and commented on the things we saw. We walked into the area of the mall where all the candy machines, video games, and coin operated rides were. It was afternoon by now and all the kids were still in school so the area was absent of all but Stacie and I. We sat together, removed our coats and talked, her sitting on a small fire truck and I on a giant duck. In the middle of our talk, Stacie jumped up and pointed. "Oh look!" I turned to see her pointing to a photo booth. "Let's go, she said excitedly and pulled me off my duck. Running like a child towards the booth she tugged me by my fingers.
Stacie flung me into the booth and followed behind to shut the curtains. I lay there on the floor of the booth, my legs still hanging outside. "Silly boy," she said to me as I looked up at her standing over me, one leg on either side of me.
"You must really like these things." I said to her as I looked up at those eyes looking down at me. Her smile almost turned devilish.
"Oh trust me, you'll like these in a few minutes as well." She knelt down and sat on my stomach, her skirt pushing itself up as she did. I propped myself up onto my elbows trying to get myself into a sitting position and my legs slid farther into the booth. Stacy leaned in and kissed me to which I embraced it. Her hands moved back along her body and down her legs. When she reached the bottom of her skirt her hands disappeared underneath and she slowly removed her panties. To do this she had to stand up which allowed me to stand as well.
