Showing Myself

Ok, this story is actually a continuation from part 3 because I jumped ahead to my current situation in part 4. To refresh your memory, I had previously met a couple (the woman's name was Monika), and Andrea had arranged that I meet her downtown the following Friday so she could help me buy some new sexy clothes. Without her husband there, Monika's English was very limited, but I was sure we would figure it out. Also, this story is the least sexual of all of them, but it was a very happy time for me so I wanted to write it all down, plus it leads to changes in me that are very important in future stories and my whole life. There is some sex, but not like the other stories, so I won't be offended if you skip over it or give me bad reviews. The next one will be back to what you normally expect.

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So, on Friday, we met out front at a traditional German department store at 10AM, and I obviously was very nervous although I had no reason to be. Was it the expectation that I was going to act normal today and not just bare myself? She was nervous about her English as well, and we decided to get a coffee first. It was kind of exciting sitting there at a café like two regular people, with each other knowing our most intimate secrets (it made me wonder about other people walking by). Just weeks before, I had seen her being taken by her husband, and exploding in an orgasm of her own, eventually falling back in her seat with his cum trickling down her front. I still think it was the most erotic thing I ever saw.

We finished our coffee, and she waved at me to come. In the meantime, I looked closely at Monika and realized how beautiful and sexy she was. I wanted to be just like her! She was taller than average, had long legs, and very dark hair that draped over her shoulders. I had seen her naked before, but she was even sexier like this. Her skin was perfect, of course. I was so jealous, but not in a bad way! She was wearing a very fashionable dress that made me look like a little farm girl.

We went to the store's lingerie section, and without saying anything, she took a few things off the racks and motioned me to follow her. We entered a fitting room, and she said, "Undress" as she undressed herself. Again, once I saw what she was wearing under her dress, I was so embarrassed to be so boring compared to her. But soon we were both standing there completely naked anyway, so we were even.

She first gave me some very pretty thigh high stockings to try on. She showed me how to put them on without tearing them, and I shivered when her fingers slid between the elastic band at the top so she could adjust them, knowing her fingers were touching my inner thighs where only I had touched before. She then held up the bra she chose, standing behind me and guiding my arms and pulling the cups under by breasts. Again, she adjusted them, but not in an overtly sexual way. She tried on something similar, and took my hand and made me feel how smooth the material was. We tried some silky camisoles, and she smiled as I marveled at the texture of the fabric. I glanced in the mirror, and I could immediately see how sexual I could be, as she again slid her hands over the silk top, saying "Nice, you like?" I nodded yes, and she motioned for me to remove them.

We were both nude again, and she held up two sets of garter belts and stockings and handed me one. I guess I looked confused, because she made a motion that I should just wait and watch her. She had put garters on many times before obviously, and before I knew it she had clipped the garter to the stockings and slipped on a matching bra. She pointed to me and said, "Now you."

I struggled with the stockings again and she stopped me and said "Look." She rolled them up, and then guided my toe into one and firmly pulled it up. She handed me the other one, and I slipped it right on perfectly. Now came the garter, and she showed me the clasps in the back. I hooked the ends together, and stepped into it and pulled it up above my waist. Now, she pointed to the little straps hanging from the garter and said, "Difficult, must practice", and she hooked one very slowly for me while I watched and then motioned me to try it myself. I have tiny fingers, but it took several attempts before I finally caught the nylon over the button and into the loop. The next ones were easier and in a few minutes I had the ones on the front finished. I tried to reach one in the back, but she made a motion to stop and she knelt behind me and took over. I felt her hands pull at the straps, and in no time it was complete. She came back around and looked at me and motioned me to stand straight up, and she pointed out that the stockings weren't even. She knelt down again and tapped the inside of my ankles to imply that I should move my feet further apart.

So now, I was standing there with my feet about a foot apart with Monika's face about six inches from my clitoris. She slid her fingers in between the stockings and my thigh, and pulled them up slightly, and rotated them around a little bit so that everything was even. She leaned back and observed, and I know she was wishing she could lean forward and taste me, but she wasn't pushy. She stood and handed me the bra, and helped me adjust the cups again. It was a push-up bra, and it gave me a look I never believed was possible! She stood behind me and put her hands on my shoulders and turned me towards the mirror and said to me, "Beautiful!" I couldn't believe the transformation, and knew that I would never wear boring underwear again.

But then, she waved her finger at me in friendly disapproval, and pointed between my legs. She spread her own legs and pointed to the lips of her clitoris, and I saw that they were clean shaven and smooth. "Men like this better. And women." How was I supposed to know that? I smiled and just nodded. She just gazed at me, and then placed her hand on her own wetness and started gentle circular motions. She said, "Sorry, I must", and gave me sort of a pleading look to ask for my approval.

I nodded, and she motioned for me to do the same, and in a minute we were in the tiny changing room facing each other and massaging ourselves. The only time she made a motion to touch me was when she reached over to pull my bra down so she could see my breasts, and then she leaned back and continued to pleasure herself. I looked closely at her, and noticed how sexy she really was. Her breasts were full and perky, and her hips complimented the garter belt perfectly.

We were both enjoying this immensely, and she motioned for me to come closer, even though I was at most three feet away. She pointed to my mouth and then to her nipple, and I started to say that I'm sorry, I don't touch, but she waved her finger and made gently blowing gestures, meaning she wanted me to lean forward and just blow gently on her nipples. She had been so nice to me, so I did as she asked, and gently blew only to see her nipple instantly grow erect. She took her hand from her wetness and made her nipple wet and said, "Again", and she squirmed with excitement. After that her hand started moving faster, and we soon were orgasming together.

I must have looked so happy, because she smiled and looked at me and shook her head in wonder! She then took the hand that I was using to rub myself and lifted it to her lips and kissed it.

I started to get undressed, but she stopped me and reached into her purse and took out a little pair of scissors and started clipping off the price tags. She looked up at me and said, "I buy, for you." I tried to tell her not to do that, but she covered her ears and shook her head. I was so touched, that I broke my rule of touching, and gave her a warm hug.

She also bought me the other things we tried on as well as all of the things she picked out, and left the tags with the sales clerk. Then she took me to the panties section and picked out panties for me. I felt so bad because I didn't want her to spend money on me, and I think she understood, but she just pointed to me and said, "Talk to Andrea", meaning that Andrea would explain.

When she went to pay, she started a conversation with the salesclerk, who kept looking back at me and smiling, and although I had done hundreds of other more risqué things, I was so embarrassed! I had no idea what she was saying, but I found out from Andrea that she was just telling the clerk that I was a friend and that I had no fashion sense and that it was her gift to me to get started. To go back to the last story I told when I took off my panties and tossed them at Jim, I had sexy panties on only because since that day with Monika, I wear exclusively very feminine and sexy things under my clothes. It feels amazing!

We took an escalator to another floor, and I know if it had been more crowded, people would have been able to look right up our dresses from the opposite escalator. We went to the dress section, and she asked the clerk something, who then turned towards me and said in English that she would help translate a little bit. In a way, I liked it the way it was with Monika, but I knew this would be easier. She explained that Monika wanted to find something elegant for me, and to follow her.

She asked some questions about what I envisioned, and I said that what I was wearing was typical, and that Monika would know more. They talked for a minute, and then she took a dress off the rack and lead me to the dressing room. I thought she was going to let me try it on myself, but she came in with me and told me to take my dress off. Again, although just days previously I was sitting in front of a group of men with my legs spread wide and masturbating and thought it was perfectly natural, now I was terrified to remove my dress in from of this woman. She sensed my discomfort, and said, "Don't be shy. I need you to put it on so I can set the length. You are lucky to have Monika for a friend. She is very fashionable."

So, I unbuttoned my dress and stood there in the garter and pushup bra that we had just bought. She didn't show any surprise at all, so obviously this attire was normal for women who shopped here. But now I wished I had at least slipped the panties on! The dress she chose was black with a soft sheen and a white belt. I looked in the mirror, and once again I was shocked! She knelt down and adjusted the hem with pins and then told me to take it back off. I asked her how much it was, but she said that was not important because Monika is buying it for me. I told her that I couldn't let her do that because she had already done too much, but she said that Monika was making a special day for me and to enjoy it.

The salesclerk said the dress would be ready for me in one hour, and Monika said that we would now go to the little restaurant on the top floor and have a dessert while we wait. When we went back down, I put the dress on and I can't describe how it felt! I put my old dress in the bag and I felt so proud walking with Monika through the shopping district. We spent a few more hours together window shopping, and then I went home.

After totally shocking my parents with my new look, I went straight to my room and peeled the dress off. I flopped down on the bed so that I could see myself in the full length mirror opposite the bed, and started drawing my fingers through my wetness. I replayed the events of the day through my mind, and stared at myself in the sexy bra and garters and knew that this session wouldn't last long, and actually wished Monika was with me. In minutes I was writhing on the bed with one of the most intense orgasms I had ever had. After I calmed down, I slid down closer to the mirror and looked at my lips to see what Monika meant when she said I should shave it smooth. I went to my bath and took out my razor and shaving cream, and did my best to clean up. I couldn't wait to show Monika!

I went to bed still wearing my garter belt, and felt sexier than ever before. And I was already making plans to start using my newly found sexiness. Monika was now my idol and dear friend, and I wanted to be just like her. To this day, I am still very feminine and am not afraid at all to exhibit my sexuality, and it comes all from her.

Before I close this chapter, I wanted to tell about something funny that happened a couple weeks after the first time I went shopping with Monika. We were walking through the shopping district, and I heard someone call "Jennifer!" I turned around, and it was the two girls I went to the adult theater with that very first time. I had a very nice dress on and nice shoes, and they just looked at me kind of shocked. Monika looked at me, and I said in the best broken German I could that they were school friends and they were always much more popular than me.

They approached, and I said, "This is my friend Monika. We come down here for shopping and coffee a couples days a week and just relax. Monika, this is Lisa and Roxanne."

Monika smiled and was very gracious, and said, "Sorry, English not so good".

Roxanne grabbed my bag and looked inside, and saw some sexy panties and a new bra, and she said, "Wow, what is all this for??"

Monika was dressed so sexy, with leather pants and high heels and a very cute blouse and sunglasses. I said, "Well, look at Monika. Do you think she wears underwear from the PX? She has been helping me with building a wardrobe. And she's my best friend."

She laughed, and said, "I can't imagine you wearing this!"

Monika understood enough to know that I was being put down, and put her arm around me and said, "No, she is very beautiful. You come with us for coffee and cake? We go the same place always. Very good."

We took the elevator to the café we always went to after shopping, and when we arrived she talked briefly with the host, and then we sat down. I found out later from Andrea that she told him that I needed a little lift for my ego and to pick out his most charming server that speaks a little English and make me feel special.

We sat down, and soon an incredibly handsome man came over to wait on us. I had seen him before, as this was probably the fifth time we had been there. He said a few words to Monika, and then turned to me and said, "Miss Jennifer, very nice to see you again. I must say, Monika is our favor customer and she has been coming here for years, but now I admit when we see her coming we look to see if you are with her. You look very beautiful today!"

I said thank you, and my friends just sat there with their mouths open. I just smiled and said, "Now you see why it's our favorite place."

He gave us the dessert menu and took our order for four coffees, and when he came back to get the rest of our order, he said to me, "Miss Jennifer, I spoke to the chef and he has prepared a new cake to serve for the dinner guests tonight, but he would like you to try it. Is that ok, or do you prefer something else?"

I graciously accepted it, and by now Lisa and Roxanne were filled with a million questions! And although the server never would have said those things if she hadn't coached the host, it reinforced her as my best friend.

They asked how we know each other, and I really wanted to say I happened to be watching her suck her husband's cock one day and we hit it off, but I just said something about how we were looking at shoes at the same time and she helped me out with fashion advice and that it's fun to come there ard try on things (if they only knew).

Before we left, she said something to the server and he turned to me and said, "Monika would like to know if your friends would like to join you two at the sauna tomorrow? It would be her pleasure."

Now let me explain a sauna in Europe. Monika and I had gone once before, and it was incredible! It was coed, for young and old, and was not sexual at all. Everyone is walking around completely naked, and it feels so natural. Normally you first take a shower, get in the sauna, then take an ice cold shower, and then relax on a lounge chair for ten minutes, and then repeat this several times. Monika said it's even better in winter because sometimes it's snowing and they have a patio you can relax on instead of the icy shower, and it's so sexy to feel the snowflakes fall on your naked body. I can't wait!

Anyway, my friends had never been to a sauna before, but they accepted, and we agreed to meet there the next day.

We met the next day, and the way it works is there are little changing rooms where you keep your things, and you hand the key to the attendant before you enter the sauna and pick up a towel from him. They each entered a changing room and then Monika pulled me into hers. We started undressing, and her eyes were locked on me. When I got down to my panties and bra, she leaned forward and whispered "So beautiful". I was really liking Monika a lot! We finished undressing, and then paused and looked at each other before we exited the room. I tapped on one of the doors where my friends were. And said, "Almost ready?"

"Yes, just a sec. Be right out!"

Monika and I were standing there naked, and almost simultaneously they stepped out wearing bathing suits! Monika covered her mouth to stifle a laugh, and while my friends stared at us in shock to see us standing there naked, I explained that no one wears clothes in there. Roxanne continued to protest, and Monika walked up to her and put her hands on her shoulders and said, "It's ok, you will like it. We will be with you."

Hesitantly they went back in their cabins and one of them said, "Can we at least have a towel?" and I explained that we would get towels at the attendant's desk. They stepped out, and I looked them over. Lisa had small breasts and very dark pubic hair (I promised myself I would give her a few tips on cleaning that up), and Roxanne had fuller breasts and silky pubic hair more like mine. I definitely thought I had a sexier body, and Monika confirmed it later.

We got to the attendant desk, and Monika handed the keys to him. Roxanne looked and said, "Where's your key? There are only three." I just matter-of-factly said that Monika and I shared a changing room like we always do, and she looked a little puzzled. And although the sauna is not a sexual area, I started to feel that familiar tingling and knew I was getting wet just standing in front of my friends like that.

We got our towels and we showed them the first step of showering before we enter the sauna. This was the first time I noticed that Monika could have a devilish aspect to her, and after soaping up her front and rinsing, she stepped over to Roxanne and said, "I wash your back", and before Roxanne could say anything, Monika had begun soaping her up, running her hands up and down her body and down her legs. Then she said, "Now, help me", and turned around. Roxanne didn't protest, and did the same thing to Monika. I told Lisa to turn around and I would wash her, and she said she could do it herself. I said, "Stop, you aren't going to turn into a lesbian just because I washed your back. And I expect you to do me too. Just loosen up a little bit."

We finished and stepped out in the main area. Monika turned to them and said, "Feel better now? Not scared?" I don't know how Roxanne couldn't feel overwhelmed after letting a drop dead gorgeous woman wash her in the shower, but they both nodded.

About that time, two guys walked by, obviously with their cocks hanging down since they had to be nude too. I turned to them and said, "You'll get used to it. I've probably seen more cocks now than any girl we went to school with, and I don't even notice it now. Just try to keep your eyes in your head." Of course, if I counted the cocks I had seen in the adult theaters, there were many hundreds more.

We stepped into the sauna and sat on our towels and Monika explained that normally we sit ten minutes. After a few minutes, we really started to sweat, and she smiled at them and said, "Feel good?"