Edited by Notemale.
After I received 2 outfits from my secret sender, I was eagerly waiting for my third surprise. Meanwhile I was getting more daring at home after my hubby gave me a green light not to wear a bra nor panties. One of our favorite get together times has been me telling him what I wore and how man got to see my breasts and pussy. I have to admit many were fictitious, but my hubby loved to hear it. He always became very hard after listening to my story and we fucked like rabbits.
One afternoon before I went out to the mall the bell rang again. The same box appeared and I was so excited I even started removing my cloths at the guest room instead of rushing back to my bedroom first.
It was a mini denim pinafore dress and the back was rather bare. The pinafore was matched with a small body hugging, round neck, white shirt. Nothing else. The tight white shirt was short and ended just below my belly button. I put on the pinafore and found that the front panel covered only half of my chest and also exposed part of my hips from the side.
But there was another item that stirred my imagination, a straw sun hat Does it means that the sender wants me to go outdoor with his outfit? The outfit was pretty modest and with the white shirt inside, I could wear it to the mall safely. So I decided to wear it to the mall, if that was what the sender wanted. I wore my white G string panties. I love the idea that everyone could see the thin white string that wrapped around my hips indicating the type of panties I am wearing.
The mall was quiet as it was a weekday, just after a school holiday. But still a few people did take extra stares at me. It was fun! I aimlessly strolled around and later I went to a cafΓ© and enjoyed a cup of coffee. The cafΓ© was at the middle of the mall on an elevated platform above a pool with a small fountain.
I sat on the bar table that was located at the edge of the platform next to the pool. There was nothing separating the platform and the pool. Sitting at the high chair on the elevated platform made me feel like center of attention.
As I was slowly enjoying my coffee I received a photo from CY, the young man who lives opposite me. A photo that looked like it was taken in a mall.
Me: What?
Soon another photo came.
Me: Sent to wrong person?
CY: Look closer π
I took a more detailed look and I found myself in the photo wearing a pinafore. It was photo of me in the mall when I was doing the window shopping just s few minutes ago.
Me: Hey u around here?
CY: Yes...
Me: Where u?
CY: Around u...
Me: U stalking me? Hehe...
No reply but a while later another photo came. A photo of me sitting on the high chair at the cafe.
I quickly scan around to search for CY.
Me: Where u? Come out...
CY: Nice outfit. I like.
Me: Come out. I belanja coffee.
Then another photo came. This time was zoomed much closer, focusing on my body. I could see some curve of my side boob wrapped in my tight white shirt.
Is CY the secret sender? My heart beat faster after the thought.
Me: Stop stalking me! I report u n u die... haha...
CY: U wearing underwear, babe?
We were often sexting after the nude basketball event and it was common that he asked me about what am I wearing. Sometime I bluffed and sometime I told him the truth.
Me: Yes. G String...
CY: U know what u should be wearing... nothing...
Me: No way
CY: yes way...and why not. ppl can still see everything at the end π
me: No... and pls come out...
CY: Nahhh.. why dont we play a game. π
Me: Game? In mall here?
CY : Yeap! . im sure you'll like π
Me: What game?
CY: remove ur panty
me: What? π
CY: Yeap... U dont need any panty. So not u lah. π
Although I reply with angry face the idea did aroused me. I wanted to remove my panties as soon I entered the mall.
me: No way...π°
CY: Pls michelle... make my day pls...π Make every man in the mall happy pls.
me: Noooooo...π
My pussy became moist imagining that everyone can look down at my hips and can't find any trace of my underwear.
me : OK... u hv to pay for my meal then...hehe
CY: π
me: Let me finish coffee first.
CY: No... remove it now n put it on top of the table π
me: π²What! U pervert π . Crazy? That's a man sitting just opposite me n few more around me.
CY : Thats y u should remove your panty π
me: NOOOOOOOOO
CY: Come on... been awhile not seeing u show off... pls.
Although the idea of putting my panties on top of the table was embarrassing but it was very arousing at the same time. Especially the G string was one of the tiniest of my collection.
me: No photo when I remove my panty. Promise?
CY : Sure π
I scanned my surrounding, other than the man sitting opposite me, there was another young couple sitting on sofa behind me. There rest of the cafe customers were away from me.
I began to reach my G string via the side of the pinafore. Pulling the string down was not easy as the string was elastic and not much space to maneuver underneath the dress. But slowly I managed to pull both side of the string down passed my hips. The string was surrounding my lower body and in between my bottom and the chair.
In order to pull the string off I have to reach my hand into my dress from the hem and at the same time lift up my bottom allowing the string to pass. That would be big and obvious actions.
CY: Go on...
I took another look around and quickly I reached underneath the left side of my dress, slightly lifted my bottom and pulled the string down to my thigh. The string slid over my bum and was released. Left side done and now only the right side!
I quickly repeat the same action on my right side. But as soon as the string slid passed my bum and before I could pull my right hand out of my dress, a man came and sat of the high chair beside me!
I was mortified when I looked up and met him eyes to eyes.
"Hi... hi..."