So, I just got back from shopping for clothes. Being a guy, I'm not a huge fan of the activity. It seems like the dressing rooms are always so hot that I break a sweat.
There are so many choices and it takes forever to figure out what to buy, however, after tonight, I think I'll go clothes shopping on a regular basis.
I walked into the store around 7:30, about an hour and a half before closing on a Sunday. There were very few cars in the parking lot, so the place was definitely deserted.
I was looking for some new shirts and shorts. I grabbed 3 shirts and 5 pairs of shorts and headed into the dressing room, hoping that a few of them would work.
I started with the shorts. I found one pair of shorts that fit perfectly, AND, they really showed off my package. Seeing how I looked in these shorts started to make things "fill out".
I looked from the side view and it was really obnoxious because my package was so obvious. It would almost be wrong to wear these shorts out in public, but hey, what can you do ya know?
I put my pants back on and took the reject shorts out to put them back. Realizing I was on a limited time frame, I opted to take them back to the main dressing area and just hang them on the community rack for a lucky employee to put back.
I went back out to find more colors of the one pair of shorts that fit and found a black and a darker khaki. As I went back into the dressing room area, there was the lucky employee.
She was probably 25, dark hair, 5' 5", with an in-shape body and an unbelievable smile.
I said, "I hope you don't mind that I hung some shorts on the rack. I usually don't do that, but I'm in kind of a rush."
"Oh, no worries," she said with a big smile. "That's my job. If you need help with anything, like a different size or something, just let me know."
I noticed her nametag said Brooke, so I returned the smile and said, "Thanks Brooke."
She may have just been doing her job, but it almost felt like she was flirting a little.
I took the 2 pairs of shorts into the dressing room, took off my pants and put the darker khaki pair on. They fit the same, really showing off my package, which was growing much bigger by the second.
My cock was not hard, but extremely full, hanging straight down the middle. I couldn't help but start rubbing myself through the shorts. With my hand turned over facing me, I started at the base and squeezed as I went down the length of my shaft. I was completely enjoying the excitement of being in a public place and my bulge was proof of that!
I heard the clink of the hangers on the rack, which meant Brooke was not far away. The rack was at one end of the dressing area and my dressing room was at the other, about 7 dressing rooms away.
She was far enough away from my dressing room that I'm sure she could see my feet. I wondered if she was actually looking to see when I was taking things off and putting them on.
I was just about to take off the darker khaki pair and put on the black pair when she asked,
"Are those working for you?"
I said, "I'm not sure" and in a split second, I decided to open the door and say, "I can't really see how these fit in here".
There was no one else around and there was a 3 way mirror about halfway down the row of dressing rooms. I started walking toward it and she started walking to meet me there.
I stood up on the platform and looked in the mirror. She came in behind me, peeking around my side so she could look at me in the mirror also. She checked out the back of my shorts first, lifting my shirt a little and sliding a finger just inside my waistband above my right cheek. Then she slid it around inside the waistband to my right hip. I was so full I was almost hard at this point, but I contained myself...barely.
I turned to the side and was tingling with excitement, knowing there was no way for her to miss my profile and the fact that I was testing the limit of these shorts.
I said to her, "I think these are a little too tight, but if I go up a size, I'm afraid they'll be too big."
I then turned my back to the mirror, which meant she was about a foot away from my package! I was pretending I was looking over my shoulder at my butt in the mirror, but really I was watching her.
When I turned away from the mirror to look at her, she was looking right at middle of my shorts. Then, to my surprise, she took her finger and slid it inside my waistband on the right side and pulled to see how tight they really were.
She then said, "I agree. The next size up will be too big, but let's see if we can find another pair of the same size that might be just a little more forgiving in the waist."
Off she went out of the dressing area and that was probably a good thing. My cock was ready to spring to the side and then straight up! I went back into the dressing room to cool off and to wait for her to return.
She came back with the same color pair of shorts in the same size. She handed them over the door and I quickly put them on. I had calmed down a little, but was still verge of standing straight up!
This time, instead of positioning myself to hang straight down, I moved it to hang to the right. I looked at myself in the mirror and debated if I should go out. My boxers added some extra padding, but you could clearly see my shaft and somewhat make out the shape of my head.
I decided to go for it.
I went back to the 3 way mirror and Brooke was waiting for me. She pulled at the waistband in the back again and then I turned around.
There I was hanging to the right.
She pulled at the waistband in the front, this time sliding her whole index finger inside my shorts until the waistband stopped her from going any further. I was so turned on.
She stepped back to look, nodded her head and then checked the waistband one more time. My cock was so visible she had to have seen it, but she didn't let on at all. She was playing it very cool.
"I think these are a little better," she said.
I agreed. I then asked her if she would help with the other pair and she said, Absolutely, no problem!"
I went back into the dressing room and put on the black pair. I realized that black didn't really show off the outline of my cock like the khaki color, so I quickly took those off and grabbed the original light khaki pair.
Just as I was getting ready to put them on, I decided to take off my boxers and just wear the light khaki shorts!
As I put them on, I looked in the mirror and you could see everything. The material was a ripstock material, so it's kind of thin. My cock was past the point of being able to hang now. It was still angled down to the right, but was straight...and soon to be angled up for sure.
I walked out and Brooke was back at the rack sorting clothes. She saw me come out and headed toward me.
I hopped up on the platform and "I" was already pointing straight across my side. You could clearly see my shaft and the distinct outline of my huge head. I was so thick and pointing all the way over into the right pocket of my shorts.
She slid her finger inside the waist in back and I knew she then figured out that I wasn't wearing any underwear.
She leaned around me and looked in the mirror while she was pulling on the waistband in the back. She paused for a moment and then turned me around to face her. I was so turned on. Here I was, facing this girl and she was looking at my huge cock in a public place.
She then said with a smile, "I like the way these fit. You'll probably turn a lot of heads when you wear these."
I thought I would cum right there on the spot.
Brooke put her hands on my hips and turned me back around to face the mirror. She looked around my right side again to see me in the mirror and commented, "Your pockets are just a little open, which means the fit might be a bit too tight."
