The weekend had finally arrived and I was looking forward to getting up Saturday morning and going to the lake to get some sun. As luck would have it, when I woke up Saturday morning it was to dark clouds.
I knew I would not be going to the lake, nor was I about to spend it at home. I decided to spend my day at the mall shopping. In a few weeks I am going on vacation and although I have a lot of clothes I wanted a few new things.
I looked through my closet taking inventory. I noticed a top with the tags still on it. I thought this is cute and wondered why I had not worn it yet. I tried it on and immediately knew I would be wearing it shopping.
It had an extremely low cut v-neckline. The v was well below my breasts and almost to my midriff. It not only showed my cleavage, but it showed the curve of my tits.
I put on a short blue jean skirt and felt a shiver of sexual excitement go through me knowing that I would not be wearing a bra or panties. A dressy pair of flip flops completed my outfit.
I got my keys and purse and left the house. I turned the ignition and put my seat belt on. The thought crossed my mind that this day could present many opportunities to expose myself. I felt a shiver of excitement run through me and I rubbed my clit and slid my finger deep inside my pussy. I immediately became wet. Exhibiting myself in public turns me on. I get sexual gratification when I let strangers see my boobs and pussy.
Exposing myself to strangers is still relatively new to me and I feel a need to share my experiences, but not everyone understands so those people are limited to one person at this time. I took my phone and took a few pictures. The pictures revealed the amount of cleavage and tits showing and also how short my skirt was. I sent them to my trucker friend.
He's probably the only person who understands me and my need to expose myself in public. He encourages me to grow and points me to areas I need to explore. I have taken several of his suggestions, acted upon them and have never been disappointed. I am not sure if he realizes that my need to share and send pictures gives me the courage to act out my fantasies. I never thought I could venture out on these adventures alone even though I wanted to and that is where the courage comes in.
As soon as I sent the first picture to him, I felt sexual anticipation and I could not wait to get to the mall. I didn't need a response from him like I did in the past.
It was Saturday morning and the traffic was light. I also love flashing truckers and was disappointed not to see any trucks on the road.
I knew the mall would be crowded because Mother's Day was Sunday. There would be an over abundance of men shopping and that thought also caused a tingle to shoot through my pussy and caused my nipples to harden. Once again I rubbed and played with my wet pussy all the way to the mall.
I pulled into the crowded parking lot and immediately found a great parking place. I parked, locked the car and walked into Macy's.
I went to the Clinique counter first and bought some eye liner. You rarely see men shopping in the makeup and perfume department so I knew there would be no opportunity to satisfy my need to expose myself. I was feeling anxious and impatient and needed to finish my shopping.
I hurried to the women's department and picked out some shorts and tops and went to the dressing room to try them on. Everything I tried on fit but, I wanted the opportunity to at least flash my boobs to the dressing room attendant. I planned to get her to get me another size so I opened the dressing room door totally nude and leaned out looking up and down the hallway. She was no where to be found.