OK, so let's see, let's go shopping. Would you like that?
I take you by the hand as we stroll through a nice big mall, lovely shops to look in with lovely fashions on display. You are in your lovely striped dress that hugs your shape so nicely.
Let me know if anything catches your eye, any shop you want to go into we can do that.
We stroll around the mall looking in at window displays until you see a boutique that you want to go into.
There is lovely red top that took your eye that you want to try on, so we make our way to the change rooms. The shop is not very busy, there are one or two couples shopping in the store. We find that the change rooms are the type where they are a simple stall with a curtain drawn across the front, there are three stalls to change in.
You go into the stall on the left with the top to try on and I notice that the middle stall is already occupied I assume by a woman, as there is a guy standing there waiting. He looks like a third wheel, there is no way he wants to be here shopping.
I see your hands go up, over the top of the curtain and your dress seemingly raises itself off your arms and hands.
After a minute you call to me that you need a smaller size as the top is a little big on you, I ask if I can look. "Sure." you reply.
I open the curtain just a few inches and poke my head in to see you standing there just in your panties and the nice red top, but you are right it is a little big on you.
"Come here" I say, "turn around and look in the mirror." As I reach in and snug the top at the back so you can see what one in a smaller size might look like. "Do you want me to grab one in a smaller size for you?"
I look past you in the mirror as you try to decide and I can see past me to see the guy waiting for the woman in the next stall has moved over and is trying to pretend that he is looking at clothes on the rack but I can tell that from his position and the way his eyes are darting about he is surreptitiously looking at your legs and your butt in your panties through the gap I have made in the curtain.
Well, it looks like you have an audience. I cannot say I blame him, I like everything I see so no doubt he will too.
"So what do you think sweetie? Do you want me to get you one off the rack in a smaller size?"
"Sure", you say.
"Ok, take that one off and I will grab you another one."
I close the curtain over but I make sure I leave just an inch open, in the hope that the random guy gets a little look through the gap at you taking off the top.
I make sure I do not make any eye contact with him and I purposely go in the opposite direction to where he is to go to the racks to get you another top. I position myself in such a way that I can see him still pretending to be looking at clothing as I rummage through the rack trying to find your size. He appears to be looking at the clothing rack but I can tell from where he is standing he will have a view of you through the small gap I have left in the curtain.
He is doing a good job of pretending to be looking at clothes, but I can tell, you have his undivided attention.
I make my way back to you with the top in a smaller size and I can just make out that you have taken off the top waiting for me there in just your bra and panties. No wonder random guy was having himself a good old look.
I open the curtain slightly more than last time to hand you the top and then close it over fully to allow you to slip on the top. Then his partner calls for him to give his opinion on the outfit that she has been trying on. He pinches the curtain and makes a hole for his face so that he can look in without showing anything of his partner to the outside world. So he is very aware of how revealing these curtains can be.
I slip my head and chest into your stall and whisper in your ear, "did you know, you have an audience watching you?"
You look at me very surprised and a little embarrassed. "Don't worry." I say and I move forward to kiss you, at the same time I slip my thumbs into the hem of your knickers and slide them down over your hips, then thighs and knees to slip them off your ankles. I bend and pick up your panties and slip them in my pocket.