SHOE SALE
My husband Reese and I were on vacation in the Caribbean. We were having a great time with a lot of sex, sunning, sightseeing and shopping. We were all over each other every night and I loved the attention I was getting. He was close to wearing-out his poor little pecker. I would jump him every time we got back in our hotel room. We like to read erotic stories about people screwing or exhibiting themselves in unusual situations, so our imaginations were running wild given where we were.
The previous day, I had worn a very small bikini and took the top off on one of the beaches. I walked around nearly naked with a lot of men, and women, watching. It felt really good to walk around topless, feeling the breeze on my sensitive nipples. Reese liked watching me being watched and had to hide his hard-on to keep from being embarrassed. I was rewarded with a full night of sex by my loving husband.
The next evening, we had driven into town and parked in a small garage. We walked through a shopping area and stopped number of places. I bought a few souvenirs. I was wearing a loose-fitting sundress with only thin shoulder straps and no bra. Whenever I bent over, whoever was looking got a good view of my breasts. I was teasing my husband and gave a good show to a couple of other guys who were shopping with their wives. I was titillated by all the attention.
We were window shopping when we came to a shop that sold shoes and said there was a sale. These weren't cheap sandals and such, but were expensive European shoes with high price tags. I'm a shoe woman. I must have close to fifty pairs at home. I liked the look of some of the shoes, particularly a line of high-heels that were very chic and very sexy. Reese wanted to look at a nearby golf shop, so we agreed that I would look at the shoes while he looked at golf clubs and balls.
It was late in the day so the shoe shop wasn't crowded and a nice young man came over to help me. I started to look at the different pairs of shoes and he was telling me about them. He had a delightful island accent. Things progressed and I asked to try on a few pairs of shoes. He gathered up a few boxes of different colors and styles and brought the boxes to me. Now, I can try shoes on without any help, but when he knelt before me while I sat in a chair, I decided to let him assist me in trying the different shoes.
I should tell you more about what I was wearing. In the tropical climate, I wore very little. The sun-dress came down to my knees, and I wore panties and sandals. I would lean forward to look at the shoes and the young man got a nice view of my sun-tanned breasts hanging free and jiggling when I moved. I imagine he could see all the way to my nipples; I know Reese had seen my little hard nubs when I bent over in front of him earlier.
In addition to showing my breasts, the young man was getting a nice view of my tanned legs. As I tried on the different shoes, my dress fell back along my legs and he could see my thighs and probably my panties. Being in a randy mood, I let my legs fall open to be sure that her could see the crotch of my white underwear. They were probably wet from my perspiration and maybe a little honey from my pussy.
I really liked the shoes and began to narrow down my preference. I asked about the prices and was not surprised that most of them cost well over one hundred dollars. With designer-name fashions, you pay a lot for the name. I had bought other expensive shoes and Reese and I were well enough off to pay more for things we liked. I did act surprised at the price and showed my reluctance to pay so much.
The young man said, "Well missy, the shoes are on sale and I could offer you a discount."
It took me a minute to realize his meaning. I asked, "How does the discount work?"
The nice young man said, "We give a discount to preferred customers." He rubbed his hand under my legs up above my knee and onto the underside of my thigh. I was surprised at him being so bold.
I always like to bargain for things, so I smiled at him and asked. "How do I get the discount?"
He had his hands on my thighs, holding my legs apart. He looked under my dress and then nodded his head toward the side and said, "That's the dressing room if you would like to use it."
I smiled again at the young man. He was quite charming. "How much of a discount are we talking about?" I asked.
He said, "I manage the shop and can give up to seventy-five percent."
I decided to take him up on his offer. I got up and saw that Reese had walked into the shop. He had been watching the nice young man with his hands on my thighs while he was looking up my dress. I motioned for Reese to stay where he was and be quiet. He stood behind a display of men's shoes and acted like he was looking at them.
I walked to the dressing room and closed the curtain. I reached under my dress and after a moment of reflection, decided to be bold. I pulled my panties down and off my feet. I walked back into the shop and sat down in front of the nice young man. I set my panties on the chair beside me. I looked at Reese and knew that he saw.
The nice young man had gotten another pair of shoes. They were red, high heels, definitely CFM (come fuck me) shoes. They had a strap that went around the ankle. The young man slipped one of the shoes onto my right foot. I let my legs fall open and he got his first glimpse of my hairy pussy. If I could get a nice discount on the shoes just for showing this kid my cunt, I was all for it.
As he moved to put the strap around my ankle, I pulled my foot back toward me so my knee was fully bent with my foot on the chair. My cunt was gaping open to his view. He slowly fastened the buckle and rubbed my ankle, then my thigh.
"How does this feel? Is it too tight?" He asked.
I moved my leg around so my foot adjusted to the shoe. I asked him to try the next size up.
He unbuckled the strap he brushed the back of his hand against my cunt lips. When I didn't do anything to stop him, he lightly caressed my labia and ran his finger over my clit.
He got another shoe and I put my other leg down for him to place the shoe. Again, I pulled that leg back toward me and he rubbed the underside of my thigh.
He asked if I knew the "gentleman standing behind the shoe display at the entrance to the shop."
"He's my husband." I told him. Now the young man had the added thrill of playing with a woman's legs and pussy while her husband watched.
The nice young man continued to rub my intimate parts. He began to rub my clit with one hand while rubbing under my thigh with the other hand. My pussy was wet and getting more and more excited.
