Angela had made reservations for us Saturday night, at one of the nicer restaurants in the city. I usually try not to work past noon on Fridays and when I came home she told me, “We are going shopping this afternoon.”
She was ready to go so we immediately headed to the local mall. After driving a little way I noticed that she was wearing her tan skirt that she had bought earlier in the year, she didn’t it wear very often because she thought it was a little to short.
I said, “I like your skirt.” And she just replied with a mischief’s grin.
She was also wearing only a cotton spaghetti strap shirt. The kind that she normally only wears under her more conservative button up shirts. Her cleavage was distracting me to the point of wreak less driving.
This was more revealing than she usually dressed. But every once in a while she will wear something a little more risqué knowing that it drives me crazy.
I enjoy seeing my wife wear more reviling outfits, not only for my eyes but so that I can enjoy the clandestine stares of the men trying to sneak a look at her beautiful tits and ass.
Since it was close to lunch time we stopped at a restaurant close to the mall for a quick bite before the shopping began. Other than me staring at her though out the meal, lunch was uneventful.
As we were paying the check I asked, “What are we shopping for.”
She replied, “I want to pick out something special for dinner tomorrow night.” This sounded reasonable to me; however I was shocked when she added, “First we will have to go to Victoria’s Secrets to get some underwear and a bra because I’m not wearing either right now”.
I needed to pick my jaw up off the floor after that statement. I was immediately excited knowing that she was sitting across from me in that short skirt with nothing on underneath.
I was watching her with renewed interest as we walked out to the car for the short drive across the street to the mall. Just to prove to me that she was telling the truth she lifted the back of her skirt on the way to the car, showing me just a glimpse of the bottom of her ass.
The drive to the mall was sweet with anticipation of what was going to happen in the next few hours.
Arriving at Victoria’s Secrets she said, “I need to get a pretty push up bra and maybe some thong underwear, would you like to help me pick them out?”
My head was spinning as I looked at all of the sexy lingerie and mentally pictured it on my wife.
After picking out a sexy black push up bra and some thong panties she told me, “don’t you wander to far from the changing room door. And keep your eyes open.”
She then proceeded into the changing room closing the door behind her. After a few agonizing minutes she slowly opened the door giving me a wonderful view as she stood there in the bra and panties.
She asked, “Do you approve.”
I stammered, “They look great.”
She looked past me as she said; “Now I need something sexy to wear after we get home from dinner. Why don’t you see if you can find something for me to try on.”
I turned to scamper off on a search for something for after dinner. And noticed what Angela had been glancing at as she talked to me. There was another man in the store about fifty feet away browsing the sale racks. I was not sure whether he had witnessed Angela’s fashion show or not. But I had the more important task of finding a suitable outfit on my mind.
In just little while I returned with a thin peach colored silk chemise and a transparent blue sleep shirt. I handed them to Angela over the door and waited.
After what seemed hours she opened the door to reveal the chemise. It was outstanding her erect nipples were straining against the silk begging to be set free.
She did that over the shoulder look at her ass that women do so well and stated, “It is too short if I bend over you will be able to see everything.”
As she said this she turned away from me and bent down as if to prove her point. She was right it was short not only could I see that she had removed the thong I could also see that her pussy was getting wet from teasing me.
She said “I think I will try on the sleep shirt.” And back she went into the dressing room.
A moment later she opened the door to show me the see-through sleep shirt. As I was drooling I said, “I think we have a winner.”
As she looked past me she replied “It might be a little too see-through, I need to see for myself.”
With that she walked past me heading to a mirror on the wall to have a look.
As I turned to watch her I now saw that the gentleman I had noticed earlier was much closer, he was holding up a slip as if he was inspecting it. I could tell that he didn’t even see the slip but was looking past it at the show my wife was providing.
He watched as Angela walked over to the wall and stood in front of the mirror in all of her glory. And what a show it was, she was right it was very see through. She stood in front of the mirror for a little while turning this way and that then walked slowly back to the changing room saying, “this one will do.”
As Angela changed I paid for our selection and gave the guy in the store a wink and he broke into a grin so wide I thought his head might split in half.
We then headed for a department store with a wide selection of women’s clothing. Angela said “be looking for something sexy.”
After we had both looked through dresses, tops and skirts we had picked out three different outfits and some black strappy high heels, all of which in my opinion were sexy. Off we headed to the changing room.
