I used to be bored when Anna asked me to go shopping with her. The idea of following my girlfriend around the mall while she picks out clothes for work or a dress for a wedding is tedious at best. She wanted my opinion, and that was sweet, but there were many other things I would rather be doing. And then things changed. When Anna discovered her exhibitionist side and started dressing sexier clothes shopping became fun. I think most guys would enjoy watching their cute girlfriend trying on sexy little outfits, especially when you get the give the thumbs up or thumbs down.
It's a Wednesday and we're both off from work. They're having network issues at Anna's job and they closed the office and I took the day off so we could spend it together. When I ask her what she wants to do her eyes twinkle when she suggests we go to the mall.
"Don't you think your closet is full enough?" I tease. She's really not a wasteful spender or a clotheshorse, but I like teasing her.
"A girl can never have too many outfits, can she?"
After a quick shower, she pulls her chestnut brown hair back into a ponytail, slips into a pair of worn, snug jeans and a fitted t-shirt, with one of those soft, plain "t-shirt bras" underneath and we're off. I've always thought she's got a great, tight little ass and these jeans show it off the best. She didn't bother with make-up because she doesn't need it. Anna is one of those girl-next-door, naturally beautiful types. I just throw on cargo shorts, a t-shirt and sneakers. I'm not a bad looking guy, but I am an average guy and don't usually put too much into my appearance unless I'm getting dressed up. I'm in my late thirties, just a hair under six feet tall and have a trimmed goatee. I've always been told my blue eyes are my best feature.
The local mall is dead mid-morning on a weekday. We see some retirees doing laps and some stay-at-home moms pushing strollers and meeting up with each other for coffee. With all those stores laid out before us, I tell Anna to lead on. She kicks thing off by going leading me to New York & Co., where I get to act as a human rack when she piles different selections onto my arms while I follow her around the store. Most of what she looks at here is for work so there's nothing over the top sexy, but still there are a few things I look forward to seeing her slip into. I take up station outside of the changing booth while she goes inside to try on her choices.
It always feels a little creepy standing around outside a changing booth. Sure, the other women going in probably assume you're standing there waiting for a wife or a girlfriend, but I think there's always a suspicion that you're just some creep.
Anna tries on a couple pairs of slacks without showing me, which is cool. I know the kind of pants she favors for work. They're usually tight over her nice, round ass, which gets guys looking without being obviously inappropriate. It's funny to think there was a time, not so long ago, when she never would have admitted she likes guys checking her out. And now she favors tighter tops that show little cleavage over the baggier, high-neck stuff she used to wear to work.
When I think about it, which is quite often these days, Anna was a very different person when we started dating, shy, introverted. In some ways she's still the same girl. She would be embarrassed if she had to confess to her exhibitionist side to anyone but me. I wouldn't say she was a prude when we met, but she was definitely the buttoned down type. And then over a series of months things changed. First, we snuck into a playground for a quickie late one night. Anna was so worried someone would catch us, but when we encountered another couple with the same idea she found it an incredible turn on to be watched. Sensing something, I brought it up as a fantasy in bed and started encouraging her to wear sexier clothing. She's an attractive woman in her late twenties with a nice, petite body, why should she hide it all the time? A few months after our adventure at the playground I convinced Anna to wear a very skimpy outfit to the casino on a trip to Atlantic City and the attention she received from the other guys at the blackjack table had her so horny she couldn't think straight. I was stripping her in the elevator on the way back to our room! I was sure things had really changed when just a little while later Anna snuck into the men's locker room late one night at the gym and fucked me in the shower. It left no doubt that danger gets my girlfriend off.
After trying on her slacks, Anna comes out to show me a pencil skirt with a little slit in the back and a white wrap blouse with a low neckline. The tight skirt makes her ass look amazing, while the blouse is cut low enough for me to see the freckle just above the start of her cleavage. Her breasts are not huge, but with the right bra she'd have the cleavage to do the blouse proud. It's a great, sexy look for work. Luckily, I'm not the jealous type. I get turned on when I see some guy drooling over my girlfriend. It's just a shame I'm not at work with her to see it. After that she tries on a tight black that falls well short of the knee, which she also pairs with a jacket and then a knit sweater that hugs her perfect breasts. By the time she's ready to make her purchases I have a little trouble standing.
Carrying the bags, I follow Anna to the department store, which we find pretty empty. In fact, in the women's department it's only the saleswoman and us. She's an attractive woman in her early forties who offers to help Anna find stuff, but Anna declines. Instead she leads me around, picking up various items. She picks up a couple more things for work, but she also needs a dress for an upcoming wedding. She picks out a couple sexy dresses and agrees to try on one that I pick, although she says there's no way she's wearing it to the wedding. She also makes the rounds in the lingerie section, choosing a couple items I am dying to see her in.
The women's changing booths are in a line down a long corridor past an unmanned desk. We look around for an attendant, but the saleswoman by the register seems to be the only one working the section.
"I guess I just go in. I'll be right back," Anna says with a shrug, taking all the clothes she wants to try on and disappearing into the last booth at the end.
All the dresses she chose for the wedding are little party dresses and I can't wait to see her in them. I'm looking for other things I'd like her to try on when I hear her clear her throat behind me. I turn and can't hide my smile. Anna looks sexy as hell.
"What do you think?"
Anna strikes a pose with a hand on her hip. She's in a little red dress with a halter top that falls a couple inches above the knee. Instead of telling her what I think I pull her into my arms and kiss her. She glances around quickly before giving in to the kiss, opening her mouth to a quick flick of my tongue. After a moment she pulls away.
"So I guess it's a yes for this one?"
"You look hot, baby," I tell her.
"Wait 'til you see the other ones." She wiggles her butt as she sashays back to the changing booth.
The second dress is one she likes, but not for the wedding. It's a snug black dress that just reaches her knees. It hugs her figure well and it shows some cleavage, but the reason I like it is the zipper that runs from top to bottom down the front. I can just imagine all the fun I could have with that on a night out. She wouldn't wear it to the wedding because she knows I would never leave the zipper alone. I give her the thumbs up and she disappears again.
I like the third dress a lot. It's a strapless purple number with a tight bodice and a loose, draping body. It's a couple inches short of the knee as well. Anna's slipped out of her bra to try on the dress, but she doesn't need it because the top is padded and pushing her up quite well. She does a twirl and the dress comes up a little and I know she would look awesome dancing in this little thing. A lot of eyes would be on her and I know that would get her really hot. If she's not going to choose my fantasy dress I think this is the one and I tell her so.
"I like it too, but you don't think it's too short?"
"I think it's just right."
I pull her close and we start kissing again. This time she lets me kiss her longer and I even grab her ass a little. There's not much risk because we're still alone in this part of the store. When she finally pulls back it's reluctantly.
"Of course you don't think it's too short. You don't think anything is too short," she laughs.
"I just like it when you're all dressed up, that's all. Besides, you know you like showing off that body of yours."
"Stop it. You know that's only for you." Anna goes back to the changing booth.
It's part of our little game Anna acts like she's not after the attention, but is only dressing sexier for me. It's only in the bedroom where she admits the truth. I know it helps her to feel safe about our little games so I play along.
