The noon day sun was bright and warm as Monica Gift strolled through town. She decided to enjoy her day by showing up in town unexpectedly. Wearing skin tight white shorts that were once yoga pants but had been cut and hemmed up to be more seductive. Her craftsmanship displayed the well rounded curves of her lower butt cheeks. They almost rode up like boy shorts but not quite. Those combined with a thin white shirt albeit transparent in the right lighting which was held up by spaghetti strings straps. The shirt at least hid very little. Her massive cleavage barely contained by the garment also decided to be tight in all the right locations. There was no mistaking her areolas through the cloth. Her nipples excited and stabbing through. It's hemline rode two inches higher than the waist of her shorts. Offering a sexy peek at her belly button.
The shorts were not quite as visibly ghostlike yet her camel toe was a thing of beauty at the tightness pulling taunt between her legs. Wearing no panties the back of her shorts sank deep within her butt crack.
She loved the looks she got from every guy who spotted her. Some of them literally drove by her at least four separate times to catch another glimpse of this small town Goddess.
Her dark brown locks were pinned up in lengthy pigtails today which were held within red ribbons. If you didn't know better she could have been three years younger than she really was. Amazing what youth brings to the table. Perverts were stalking her by the dozens today.
It didn't help that she was overly friendly with her fluttering fingers that made guys melt. She would stop cold in her tracks to admire herself in storefront windows. Each time seeing the reflections of men agonized by her sensual allure.
"I love this. Guys are so easy to tease." She skips along like a child, her breasts bouncing about playfully.
The down town area had a good number of people roaming the streets today. A classic car show was in town at a small park. People of all ages were in town to support it. She had yet to reach the park, taking her time to absorb the sun and the locals who were eying her. She did see a few appalling eyes from women much older and possessive of their mates. Monica didn't care though, she was friendly to all.
As she made her way across a crosswalk she noticed a Police squad car slowing up after spotting her. It was heading straight at her. She hadn't crossed paths with the local Cops as of yet. The sight made her tense up slightly. Had someone complained about her?
Creeping along side the curb she had just reached she decided to attempt friendliness. A gentle wave at the Officer's was returned with a scrutinizing glare. She had hoped for a big ole smile.
Deciding to a full stop against the curb the passenger side Officer motioned her toward his car door.
"Afternoon Miss." The Cop of at least 30 years of age spoke. She couldn't read his eyes through his dark sunglasses.
"Hello."
"Going to the Car Show?" He questions.
"On my way. The town's buzzing it must be attracting lots of attention." She steps within four feet of the car posing with an innocent naivety.
"That's not all that's attracting attention. You do realize the way you're dressed is making people talk. Some in not so kind words."
"But good in others I bet." She tries for humor yet doesn't smile. Merely offering a doe like gaze..
"I'm certain. While you are fully dressed it's pretty easy to see what's underneath. Kids are out and about. Mothers are complaining."
"Are you complaining?"
The Officer smirks, "I'm not. Just doing our jobs."
"As you said I am fully dressed. Therefore I'm not streaking. Am I really breaking any laws?"
"Not yet. Close enough though."
"Going to arrest me for what I'm wearing?"
"No. Just a warning to be careful."
His partner behind the wheel arches sideways to glance up at her. He was in his early 40's.
"What my partner is trying to say is you just made the day hotter."
She fans herself with a grin, "I am working up a sweat. Might be a wet t-shirt contest going on here soon."
As the two Officer's nod at her she lifts the front of her already short shirt to wipe her neckline. In doing so her entire stomach revealed itself. The faint bottoms of her breasts were also exposed. Not enough to create any real scene but just enough to spark interest.
"Try and keep it clean."
"I'm wearing white. That's impossible." She giggles.
The two men shake their heads, the passenger chuckling, "I'm thinking we need to keep our eyes on you."
"Just your eyes?" She sticks her tongue out at him.
" For now."
"I might have a concealed weapon. Or drugs." She fidgets trying to keep from laughing.
"You hide them well." He laughs.
Monica dares to offer with a beguiling smile, "You can frisk me if you want."
"Maybe later. Try and behave."
"No promises." She smirks coyly and lifts her body upward on her toes multiple times to keep their interest. Each time her breasts shifted about playfully.
Regretting their departure the Officer's pulled away leaving her to flutter her fingers at them.
Once alone she bubbles up into a dance, "Oh my God! I just teased the Cops. They liked it. I'm so going to win those two over."
Moving onward she at least covers her chest with her arms around any kids on bicycles tooling through the streets. Unfortunately she had to shoo away a few brazen 8th graders who made comments toward her inappropriately. She dismissed them easily and kept moving. Even though the kids were tailing her from a distance. She knew they might become trouble. Regardless she wasn't going to let them ruin her day.
Shuffling through the downtown she passed by the Mattress Store of her friend Dave. Peering through the front window at Dave himself whom was attending to a Married couple looking for a new bed. She merely waved at him and jostled her tits about when the couple wasn't looking. Dave merely shook his head.
Stepping next door she walked into the Vapor Shop, "Darth Vapor's" where Proprietor's Nick and Paul were sitting about talking with friends and customers. The winner of her bed raffle was also there. He hadn't had a chance to talk to her about his triumph of winning her attentions for a day.
"Wade Olsen" jumped up from the sofa the store had for loitering the second he saw her enter.
"Hey you!" He shuffled up to her.
"It's too nice of a day to be inside. Why is everyone just sitting around?" She greets him with her hands clasped at the wrist crushing her breasts together vibrantly.
"I'm just here to grab some juice. When can I set up my bed for you?" He grins.
"How about????" She rolls her eyes back in thought before committing, "Is this coming Thursday after school good for you? Say 4:00?"
"That will work. Not too busy on a Thursday but steady enough."
"Great. Set the bed up in one of the carwash stalls. I'll wear my bikini there but you can take it off of me."
"There's glass garage doors on each stall. I'll close it down for privacy."
"Oooooh No! Wide open for everyone to see. I want everyone to be envious of you." She winks, "Getting the hottest girl in town naked on your bed."
He bulges his eyes, "What if people gather around us in the stall?"
"Then, I flirt and you ravage my body. I'm not afraid. Are you?"
"Uhhh! I don't know yet." He chuckles.
