I'm no prude, well I did not think so. I had to do some clothes shopping and went to the mall department store. The store was pretty empty on this weekday. I picked out three of pairs of jeans. I walked to the women's changing rooms, which was manned by a disinterested young woman, who was texting.
"Excuse me..." I said before being cut off.
"How many articles?" she said, as if was being rude by approaching her.
"Three pairs..." I could not finish this sentence when I was again interrupted.
"Here," she said not even bothering to look in my direction, while handing me a card with "3" written on it.
I stepped inside and there were eight stalls with doors. All but one stall door was open. I went to the stall near the end, where the closed door was. I stepped in and put down my purse. I unbuttoned my pants and could hear a woman, "uh, uh, uh." This noise was in a regular pattern and continued. I found this strange and figured someone lacked good judgment and trying skinny jeans when they weren't. I took off my jeans.
I then heard an out of breath woman's panting, "Do you like it?" I then a different woman's voice, "Fuck, yeah." Neither one was loud, but I could hear this conversation one stall over.
I wondered why these two women were putting on clothes this way. I could not help myself, I wanted to know what she was trying on. I stood up on the bench. I know it's wrong, but I tried to peep over the wall. The noises kept coming. I got to the top, but was not tall enough to look over. I had worn heels that day and quickly put them back on. I got back on the bench.
I looked over and saw a blonde bent over with her hands on the bench. She was naked. Behind her was a brunette, who was wearing a pink bra and what I first thought was panties with a garter belt. The brunette thrusted back and forth into the blonde. I noticed a white dildo or at least part of one sticking out of either the pussy or the ass of the blonde.
I quickly hunched back down. This is ridiculous! People should not be having sex in public places. I thought I should tell and then I thought the lady at the front would just look at me like I was bothering her. I could make a lot of noise and that might stop them.
I banged on the wall, out of anger. I wondered why I was angry at them. They we not bothering me, but they looked like they were having fun and I was just jean shopping. So, I guess I was jealous.
I'm heterosexual. I've never been with a woman. I've seen lesbians in porn and I enjoy it. Why am I having these thoughts? Just try on the clothes and go.