Jake leaned in through the car window to kiss his beautiful wife goodbye, playfully ruffling her shoulder length corn blonde hair as she turned the ignition, purely because he knew how it irritated her. He watched as she drove off, and waited until she turned the corner before getting into his own car and driving to the shopping centre. At the halfway mark he ran into traffic, heavily banked by an accident ahead, and he sat tapping the steering wheel impatiently. If it didn't clear soon he might miss Zoe putting on her usual Saturday night show, which had become the highlight of his weekends. After sitting seething for almost an hour, the line of cars finally started to inch forward, but by the time the road was finally clear he was another twenty minutes later.
He burned rubber in his haste to get to the mall, screeching into the first available parking space and racing inside, hoping he wasn't too late. There was little more than thirty minutes remaining until the shopping centre closed, when he dropped panting into a seat outside a coffee shop. With a sigh of relief he saw Zoe sauntering unhurriedly along the mall towards where he was sitting, and he felt the tension dissipate. She was wearing a tight white midriff top and an impossibly tiny black leather miniskirt, which showed off her long legs to perfection, and the overall stunning effect was completed by long dark hair draped over her firm high breasts and falling almost to her waist.
She knew she was the focus of several pairs of male eyes, and as she scanned the faces he felt a familiar stirring in his pants. He knew the routine by heart, but no matter how often he watched, it never failed to affect him. Taking a seat on a wide padded bench seat opposite, Zoe placed her shopping bags beside her and leaned back against the dividing backrest, displaying a generous expanse of tanned leg.
After some minutes basking under the openly lustful gaze of the men, and the envious eyes of more than a few women, she rose lithely to her feet. Keeping a careful eye on her bags she bought a coffee and returned to her seat, eyes roving ceaselessly until they settled on a couple of guys at a table near Jake, and she flashed them a lazy smile. It was uncanny to Jake how she always seemed to pick the right target, or hopefully in this case two targets. Certain that she had their attention she turned to face them full on, and casually flicked her long dark hair back over her shoulders, revealing the swell of her breasts with their clearly defined nipples under the not quite see through top. As the pair stared, she ran a provocative tongue along her upper lip, and casually brushed imaginary specks from the front of her shirt, making her nipples stand out even more.
With a slight flicker of an eye, and a barely perceptible twitch of her lips, her mobile features were saying far more than any words could convey, and with her sultry gaze firmly fixed on the two men, she slowly parted her knees, enough to entice but not enough to reveal too much. Arching her brows she hit them with a smile loaded with suggestion and promise, and Jake grinned as they scooted across to join her on the seat.
