It was past midday when I eventually woke up, alone in bed, a little sore and really desperate to pee. I struggled up from the mattress and following a quick trip to the bathroom where I grabbed an old t-shirt from the laundry basket I made my way downstairs.
"Hi!" Liam was in the kitchen, sitting at the table with a steaming mug of coffee.
"Going to make me one?" I asked, desperate for a drink, as I dropped into a chair next to him.
Handing me a mug my husband sat back down, "God, you look a mess."
I put my hand up to my face, "Oh my make-up, I forgot to take it off last night. I'll do it when I take bath."
He grinned, "Apart from looking like a Medusa how are you feeling?"
"Like I said, a little sore but otherwise ok." I knew why he was asking, "I'll be alright though, I can go back out tonight. That's you want to know isn't it?"
He didn't reply, just lifted his coffee and took a sip as he looked at me and smiled, the two of us settling into a companionable silence for the moment.
"What would you like to do today, well this afternoon now?" he finally spoke again.
I thought for a moment, "I'll need to buy more condoms and I wouldn't mind getting some new stockings. So, a trip to the shops is probably in order."
"Fine." Liam agreed, "We can do that."
I finished my coffee and headed upstairs to the bathroom, leaving my husband to fix me a sandwich. Sitting in the kitchen I had realised just how hungry I was and decided to combine my soak with a quick snack.
"Why don't we make the trip a bit more fun?" he suggested to me when he brought my lunch up to me as I lay in the bath.
"What have you got in mind now?" looking up from a sea of bubbles my response was cautious.
Liam leant in, almost conspiratorially, and outlined his scheme to me.
"No way!" I told him firmly when he had finished, "I'm not doing that."
Despite my instant refusal I knew I would do as Liam had suggested. It wasn't selling myself on the street but it would potentially be humiliating and leave me feeling embarrassed which, in the end, was what I really craved.
"You know you will Katie. You'll enjoy the shame." he grinned at me, "And besides it'll be fun".
I felt myself flush, he knew me far too well.
Noticing the stubble at my crotch I took some time to shave my vulva again, wanting it totally smooth for our little outing. Then once I had properly relaxed, cleaned off my make-up and eaten my sandwich, I wrapped a towel around me and went into my bedroom to get myself ready.
As usual I applied my make-up. Not heavily, as I would if I was going to work the street, but more than my normal everyday mascara and eye shadow.
Brushing out my hair, I put on my underwear. A matching black lace bra and suspender belt but without the panties. Then I turned my attention to selecting my clothes, deciding on tight black skirt that came to just a couple of inches above my knee with black stockings beneath. A sleeveless leopard print top in amber and black set the finishing touch to my outfit. Finally, I slipped on a pair of 2" heeled black shoes and I was ready.
Liam was waiting for me downstairs, grinning, "I knew you'd do it."
Pulling a face at him I reached for my bag, "Shall we go then?"
I felt a little over dressed as we headed out to a shopping precinct that we don't normal frequent, to play Liam's little game. The all too familiar sensations of nervous anticipation soon had my stomach in knots and when we pulled into the car park, I almost demanded we go home, but I didn't.
Liam had been right when he had told me I would do it because I enjoyed the feelings of humiliation and indignity. I was already damp between my legs and we hadn't even got out of the car.
A few men glanced my way as we walked to the entrance, more just openly stared, their eyes following me as I passed them by, and my cheeks began to colour.
"Well, you certainly have their attention." Liam commented after two older men had blatantly eyed me up.
"That was your intention, wasn't it?" I giggled as we pushed through the doors and into the shopping area.
Our first port of call was a pharmacy for the contraceptives I needed.
Browsing along the aisles I picked up 2 packs of 3 durex, much to my husband's disapproval.
"Put those back and get the mega pack. A working girl needs plenty of rubbers." he insisted.
Swapping them I picked the jumbo box of 24 condoms and looked over at the checkout, slightly alarmed when I saw that there was a young guy serving on the till.
"I can't go to the counter with 24 condoms. He'll think I'm a tart." I protested.
"Exactly." Liam smirked, "And he'd be right, wouldn't he?"
Blushing profusely, I took my purchase to the desk, as my husband sidled away, and handed it across. The assistant glanced at the box then looked up at me, his eyes roving up and down my body with lustful interest, and I thought for a second he was going to ask me how much I charged.
"If you buy one you can get the second half price." he informed me with a grin, "Shall I get you another box?"
I cursed under my breath, certain that my husband had known this.
"Umm, yeah I guess so." I wanted the ground to open up and swallow me, especially when he called to his colleague 'another mega Durex pack at till 1'.
Paying for the contraceptives I hurried out, keeping my head down trying not to look at anyone. I felt totally humiliated yet my pussy was so wet I could feel the moisture forming at the top of my thighs.
"Bastard!" I hissed at him when I got outside, "You knew about the offer didn't you?"
He laughed and accepted the blame, "Of course I did. But didn't you feel humiliated?"
"Yes. Now let's go." I grabbed his arm and marched him away.
"Did he say anything to you? The cashier." he asked.
I sighed and stopped to face him, "No. But it was obvious what he was thinking. I mean what sort of woman buys 48 Durex?"
"One that's going to get fucked a lot?" he grinned, "So, stockings now?"
Nodding, I led him off to a department store, somewhere that would stock the variety I was looking for. The purchase of several pairs of stockings proved to be quite mundane but I did come away with 2 pairs of seamed black hose, 2 fishnet, one red and one black, a single tan pair and a white pair.
