Fitting a gown for the Charity Gala
Dave and Julie had been inseparable since the sailing date. Dave's shop was in between yacht restorations and Julie had quit the restaurant job, so nothing competed with their time together. Dave loved the way Julie embraced life, so he took her to all kinds of events and activities just to see the joy on her face.
Dave also encouraged her exhibitionism and provided her with additional wardrobe that a young woman with an incredible body could tease others with; miniskirts, daisy dukes, and light summer dresses. They were careful to make any flash of skin seem accidental. No overt or blatant exposures, Julie was becoming a master at providing strangers with discrete peeks at her private parts. She gave Dave peeks as well, keeping him hard much of the time. Dave took to wearing absorbent boxers to prevent his leaking erection from causing telltale wet spots. Seeing other's reactions to her body kept Julie constantly horny. One unanticipated turn-on for Julie was the look on women's faces if they happen to see Dave's bulge and realize its size. There was no fear that men would take notice because their eyes never left Julie.
Julie wanted to explore this new thrill and troll Dave's erection publicly in front of more women. She asked Dave to go with her to an up-scale mall in the city. Since the stores were predominantly woman's apparel, a mid-week visit at lunch time would see working women on their meal break and friends shopping and dining together. Dave had recently received an invitation to a black-tie fund-raising ball. This mall would have a selection of formal evening gowns that Julie could pick from in order to attend that Gala. They could combine the two purposes.
Julie dressed with great care for this adventure. She decided on the school uniform look. A white blouse with ruffles on the cuffs and collar, buttoned all the way up and tucked into her waist, was her top. It was tailored to show every curve, but not bind tight or gap anywhere. A pleated plaid skirt that belted high on her narrow waist and looked conservatively long because of that but only came partway down her thighs. A matching plaid tie, correctly knotted, covered her blouse buttons from neck to waist. She wasn't going for the slut or porn star schoolgirl look, so her shoes were flat, patent leather black, sensible school shoes. Short socks with lace tops left most of her shapely tanned legs bare. She chose a tiny transparent G string so she could flash her bare butt and wet pussy. The overall look was very proper at a casual glance. It could be an official prep school uniform. A closer look revealed she was braless, and her dark nipples could be seen through the blouse. While normal movement would not allow looks under the skirt, it took little effort for Julie to flash some ass. She put on large dark rimmed glasses and a small leather backpack to complete the outfit. She applied her makeup to suggest a studious demeanor.
She asked Dave to wear his white linen coat and pants with a pastel green button-down dress shirt. This well-tailored summer suit accented his physique and, with the coat unbuttoned, did little to conceal any erection he may have. One look at schoolgirl Julie got Dave's cock in the state she preferred.
The mall was the kind of place that many women dressed fashionably to visit. The shops also expected their employees to dress well, often from articles available for purchase in the shop. The styles ran the gamut from timeless classic to bleeding edge risk. While most complemented the woman who chose to wear them, it was clear a few paid way too much just to end up looking bad.
Julie kept rushing ahead and calling for Dave to keep up. They made their way to the second-floor food court. It overlooked the central plaza, a four-story open space filled with gardens and fountains. The sun streamed in from skylights overhead. The food offered in the court reflected the clientele. It was either healthy, overpriced, or both. The portions were always small. Dave purchased a tray of sushi and they found a high-top table on one of the edges of the dining area. Standing behind the tall table gave them a good view of all the other diners.
Julie prattled endlessly about nonsense while Dave affected a glazed over, polite inattention. Julie had one hand resting on his erection and used the other to eat. In reality, she was scanning the crowd. Using reflections in windows and her peripheral vision, she sought for women alone looking their way. When she found one, she would run her hand up and back down the length of Dave's cock. Her hand movement would draw the woman's eyes down, and then Julie would enjoy the expressions. Neither Dave nor Julie gave any indication that something had happened. Knowing that the cock she stroked was larger than most women even fantasized over, and all of this was happening in public was getting Julie so excited. Her nipples were stiff, and her pussy was moist. She knew she couldn't keep it up much longer. She would need the cock in her hand pounding her soon.
*****
Sarah was taking a break from shopping and sitting in a quiet spot eating a salad. She noticed a very attractive couple standing on the far side of the dining area. The man was about her age, the woman was slightly younger. The man had a presence to him, a confidence that resonated with her. Sarah was sexually submissive and needed to be dominated. This man could do it. It made him the sexiest man she had ever seen. Then she saw the game they were playing, occasionally drawing attention to his erection to select women in the crowd. She took a second look at the young woman. Sarah usually found women to be too passive to be attracted to them, but there was something unique about this beautiful lady. She found herself lusting after both. Then she noticed that she had their full attention. She dropped her head into a submissive posture.
*****
"Do you see the redhead in green on the other side of the court?" Dave asked.
Julie looked over and saw a tall thin woman in her early thirty's. She was wearing a button-down green blouse that complemented her hair color perfectly. She had a matching color straight line skirt that came down to her knees, black high heal shoes, and gold accessories. There were a couple of shopping bags at her feet that were from the more expensive shops. Julie liked everything she saw. In fact, the redhead reminded Julie of her first lover. Just then the woman's body posture completely changed.
"She's a Sub" Dave stated.
"Huh?" Julie questioned.
"She wants to be sexually dominated. Could you do that?" Dave replied.
Julie's mind flew into a tempest. In her aroused state, a woman that looks like a former lover, the enjoyment she got when Dave took charge. Could she dominate another?
"Yes!" Julie stated.
*****
Sarah saw them end their discussion in the affirmative. The man then made eye contact and commanded "Come here". She couldn't hear it, but there was no question in her mind what was said. A shiver went through her and she felt her nipples stiffen. She collected her bags, rose and headed directly toward the couple through all the tables.
*****
Julie watched the redhead approach. Graceful. Willowy. She had no tits. She was braless, she didn't need a bra. Her nipples were poking out! So yummy. The redhead stopped in front of their table and dropped her bags. She assumed a submissive position, head bowed and hands behind her. Julie came around the table to stand facing the redhead's side. She spoke into the redhead's ear,
"Name" Julie demanded.
"Sarah" Sarah meekly stated.
"Can you see my man's cock?" Julie asked.
Sarah looked down at the massive erection and sighed.
"Yes" She replied.
"Do you think your cunt could handle it?" Julie inquired.
"I know my cunt could" Sarah stated bashfully.
"Know?" Julie asked.
"I've dated physically large black men with cocks that size for the last couple of years." Sarah replied, blushing.
"Oh . . ., and how was that?" Julie wanted to know.
