I need a rest. Sitting on a bench near the shopping centre stairs, I drink my takeaway latte. I'm feeling the tension ebb...for reasons I'll explain later. I clutch my shopping bag of shampoo and shower gel, the plastic is really soothing. Plastic is the only thing on my fervoured mind right now.
I swig from the steaming cup and look up. A hot woman is coming down the stairs. She stops, right there in public, and hoists her mid-length skirt up. I gasp at the sight of her hot pink, hot PVC panties. She smiles, descends the steps, sits next to me and makes me blush.
"Yes. You might want to pull your jacket down," she says. "I can see your black wet-look knickers."
I go from red to reddest - deeper in hue than her deep shiny pink PVC knickers. She nudges me and beckons. I follow her through the throng of shoppers to her car.
Her name is Fiona. She has the darkest brown eyes and looks great without make-up on. She drives me to a secluded picnic area where she suggests we swap knickers.
I ease myself into her kinky pink full panties and she pulls my black shiny plastic bikini briefs to one side of her bottom. I take her doggy style as our kinky panties rub and become wetter. They cling to every heaving muscle. I work her harder in heady pleasure. Her wet pussy feels smoother when contrasted with our shiny knickers. She pulls me in to her bottom as I explode inside her. Then I realise how loud she moans. I pull out and spin her round to finish her off with my tongue. I can taste my own salted cream as she reaches a climax.
My chin drips with both of our juiced passions as she lets go of my hair. A car parks up as we hastily straighten our clothes up. My anxiety of going out in public in my noisy knickers has abated. I couldn't have dreamed of this adventure in my wildest dreams.
