It was a typical Saturday morning. We got a chance to sleep in a little, and my boyfriend, Chris, had planned to go help his buddy with something for a few hours today, so I decided I could head to the mall and get some long overdue shopping completed.
Of course, as a young 29 year old women, I loved shopping just as much as any other women, but with expenses and everything lately it seemed like the only true shopping I did was for essentials. Things hadn't changed for this trip, but Chris and I were invited to a wedding of a long time mutual friend and I knew I needed to pick up a new little black dress.
After jumping out of the shower, I jumped into a pair of comfy panties and pulled on my favorite jeans. They were snug but not necessarily too tight, and they accentuated my tight ass I work so hard to keep up. A pair of comfy sandals and a bright cotton top completed my ensemble. Off to the mall I went. It was a big mall, the ones you see now a days, with tons of stores, multiple levels, etc, etc. It had been a while since I had been there and I was happy to see some new stores. After searching thru some small boutique shops and various other stores, it was finally the big chain store Macy's that I found the perfect little black dress. It was nothing too special, but it fit great and was flexible to wear to the wedding and use for other opportunities down the road as well. You know, every women needs a little black dress.
I thought about it and figured it was only proper to get new undergarments for the wedding as well. I didn't splurge on these item's as much as I'd like to and as much as I did when I was younger, but I thought what the hell, I deserved it. I proceeded over to the lingerie department and was pleased to see it was as huge as if I just stepped into a Victoria's Secret shop. I wanted a matching combo panty and bra set. I am 5'6, and very toned , so there were plenty of options when it came to a 34B bra with a matching size 5 panty of some sort. I found many, but a lot were bikini style and I wanted to be a little more sensual for the wedding, without telling Brian of course. I finally found a sexy black set, perfect amount of lace around the soft cups of the 34B bra, and the the small panty was a sexy g-string with lot's of lace and a little skirt stitched around the hem. It was only when I was holding them up admiring them that I noticed him. There was a very well to do man, maybe upper thirties to lower forties that was obviously watching me as I admired my matching set. At first I didn't think too much about it, but I continued to notice him hanging around watching me. One would think I would get nervous in a situation like this, but I was in a crowded mall and knew I was in no danger.
I continued to the check out clerk and bought my new little surprise for Chris. He would see the dress before the wedding, but the undergarments were to going be my little surprise for that night.
The rest of the day went on as usual, Chris and I enjoyed a nice dinner and a few drinks, which probably assisted in the sensual nature as we went to bed and made mad passionate love that night. I was more into sex that night then normal and it wasn't until a few minutes into our love making that I thought of that guy at the mall eyeing me. I know when your boyfriend is deep inside you you should not be thinking about someone else, but I couldn't help it. I had never been an exhibitionist before, but the thought of a sexy guy eyeing me made me feel like I was 18 again. We had a great night of sex and I slept soundly.
The next morning over coffee, I kept thinking about the day before, the panty shopping, the sexy guy watching me, and I was getting excited again. I couldn't get my mind off of it and finally finished the thoughts over a mind blowing masturbation session in the shower. Wow, I needed that.
