Erin in the theater with wearing only her coat.
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Early November in Atlanta. Sometimes it is wicked cold; sometimes it can be barely sweater weather. On this particular Sunday afternoon, it was in the mid 60s with a gentle misty rain and perfect for Erin to wear her new coat.
A birthday gift from her parents, it was the classic trench style: epaulets, double breasted, belted, just at knee length, and to be different, it was pale blue in color. She wore it well, looking quite classy.
Lenox Square is the epitome of the Upper Scale mall. Macy's, Nieman Marcus, many high-end shops and boutiques, and the cars parked in the lots give evidence that there is money around. This was back when there was still a multi screen theater in the lower level; only two years later the theater would close when a re-model of the mall gave rise to a third level and an expansion of the food court.
I parked the car at the opposite end from the theater, near the entrance from Peachtree Road. Erin and I had gotten there quite early for the movie's start time and I told her that we could just walk around and window-shop for a while. It was fun, seeing the fancy clothes and the jewelry stores, and seeing the people walking to and fro. We were both dressed nicely, me in jeans and a navy blazer, her in a mid-calf length blue patterned dress that flowed around her when her coat flapped open.
Erin did not question and probably did not even notice when I grabbed a shopping bag from in front of Macy's. I folded it under my arm as we strolled. As we got closer to the food court, I guided Erin to the hall leading off the main corridor, down to the public restrooms. At first, she took it that I had to visit the facilities, but I stopped her outside the Ladies room.
"Here you go, sweetheart," I said, and I held out the shopping bag to her. She took it and looked inside with a quizzical look on her face.
"What's this?"
"Well, here's what I want you to do. You're wearing your coat, which is quite nice by the way, and that's enough. You're going to go inside, into one of the stalls, and undress. I want you to put your clothes in this bag and then we can go on shopping with you wearing just your coat."
"Ahhh..." Erin started to say as I put my finger to her lips.
"No questioning, just do as I say, OK?"
As was often the case with Erin, we had a little discussion, her protesting and me telling her how much fun she was about to have, and as usual, she sighed and acquiesced.
I had realized that when Erin tried to resist me it was just a symbolic response. She always ended up doing what I wanted, so her resistance was her way of telling herself that she was not truly submitting to me. That way, whatever happened, however she ended up, no matter how much she enjoyed her situation, she could say it was all my doing. There was never an argument, never any threats on my part, just little discussions. And then her saying, "OK, whatever you want."
And, believe me, I made sure she enjoyed herself. Immensely. After all, if she did not enjoy, I could not enjoy.
Erin took the bag and pushed open the door and disappeared inside. Not sure how long she would take to "change," I wandered back to the food court and got a coke. After about ten minutes the door to the ladies room opened and she appeared.
Her coat was now buttoned and the belt tied (I had taught her that one never clasped the belt on a trench coat; it was always tied in a single overhand). Her legs were bare, no dress visible and she stood proudly in her high heels. The shopping bag swung from her right hand and her purse was in her left. She had brushed her hair and it fell to her shoulders.
I smiled. 'You look great, sweetheart, let's go." I took her hand and we re-entered the mall proper. I handed her the coke, sharing with her.
After a bit, I took the shopping bag from her and lifted it. I peeked inside, only out of curiosity. Hmm, I did not see a certain couple of brightly colored pieces of filmy cloth. I lowered the bag and took her hand again. This time I guided her to a little alcove between two stores.
"Erin, something's wrong, something's missing here." I stood facing the mall so her back was to the people. "Open your coat, show me that you listened to me." I reached and unbuttoned two buttons on her coat.
She got an embarrassed look on her face. "I, uh, did what you said, I undressed and put my clothes in that bag, didn't I?"
"I don't know that you did, show me."
"But you know I did, you can see my clothes in the bag..."
"C'mon, sweetie."
"Mmmm," and she lowered her eyes. I tugged on her belt and drew her closer to me.
Erin undid the belt and then slowly loosened each button. She looked over her shoulder and then spread the coat, not wide, but enough to show me. She was still wearing her bra and panties. I noticed that there was a slight wet spot in the crotch of the panties. She closed the coat and held it around her.
"Now, repeat to me what I told you to do."
"You said for me to take off my clothes and that I was going to walk around wearing my coat. But I thought you would like it if I were wearing just my lingerie under my coat, don't you like this, huh, don't you?"
"Yes, I do like what I see, but this is not what I want. I want you to be naked under your coat. I thought I was clear, but that's ok, easily fixable." I stroked her hair. "Let's go back to the restroom."
She started to close the buttons, but I said, "No, just hold it closed." She shivered at that.
So, Erin holding her arms across her middle, we walked back and she re-entered the ladies room after I handed her the shopping bag.
I leaned against the wall and waited and smiled to myself. I just knew she was going to try to change things somehow. I did admire her for trying. It made this all the more fun.
Then the door opened and she exited the room again, buttoned and tied. She handed me the bag and took the coke and took a big sip.
"Ok, now show me."
"Here? Can't we go back to where we were?"
"No, here, now."
Erin's eyes widened, because we were not at all in a secluded area. She walked to end of the hall and faced the wall and I moved to stand in front of her. She unwrapped the belt, unbuttoned everything and spread her coat, wide this time, a little defiant look on her face.
Nice. She was wearing nothing, no panties, no brassiere, nothing but skin was to be seen. Her nipples were as hard as they would ever be, her breasts rising and falling with her rapid breathing. Her pussy was a little swollen and there was a faint sheen from the moisture seeping out.
"Perfect, sweetheart, now let's go." I stepped around her and started down the hall and out of the corner of my eye, I watched as she closed the coat, and rapidly buttoned up and tied the belt and trotted a little to catch up to me. I held the bag in my right hand and took her hand in my left and we resumed our walk down the mall.
We strolled and went into stores and looked at stuff and soon, I think, Erin seemed to slowly forget how she was dressed. We smiled and laughed and wandered around. Several times I walked behind her and there was no hint at all that the only thing she had on was her coat. Of course, the vision of her body from just minutes ago echoed in my head.
Soon, we had done the circuit of the mall, nearing the doors wherein we had entered. I steered her to the glass doors, where we could see my car parked in the distance. I dug in my pocket and got out my keys.
"Here, you go. Take the bag out the car and leave it in the trunk, ok? Then came back in and we'll head for the theater."
Erin again looked at me with her eyes wide, then a little moue' crossed her lips and she took my keys. I held the door for her and watched her walk across the lot to my car. She opened the trunk and put in the bag containing all of her clothes. She looked left and right, closed the trunk and returned to me. As I held the glass door open again, she entered, giving me a sideways glance and walked down the mall. I smiled to myself and caught up to her, taking her hands and planting a kiss on her cheek. After a moments hesitation her smile returned to her face.
I had decided we should see a movie that had been out for a while and was nearing the end of its run, so I knew there would not be a lot of people sharing the auditorium with us. As you might guess, I wanted a little bit of privacy.
I paid for the tickets and we entered. I had thrown away the coke that I had gotten and went on past the concession stand. I would come back for some popcorn, but there were other things to do first. I led Erin down the hall and into our theater. As I hoped, we were alone, so far. Taking her elbow, I guided Erin up the steps to the last row and then down to the center, directly under the projection booth. We sat, Erin on my left, as was proper.
I gave her a light kiss, and she turned and met my lips. Her tongue flicked out and my tongue went deeper into her mouth and she let loose a small moan. Her hand rose and cupped my chin. I reached into her coat and cupped her left breast. I found her nipple and gently squeezed. She drew in a breath and her back stiffened.