Jenny had decided to spend her Saturday in the shopping mall enjoying a little bit of retail therapy. After all, she deserved it. Her useless husband was a waste of space and her part time job was bringing in more income than he did full time. It was only fair that she was able to spend some of it on her.
She'd placed most of her shopping in a locker of the Gold lounge of her favourite department store. Then she'd gone off in pursuit of some sexy lingerie. In her mind, she imagined the hunky contractor, Steve, she'd recently enjoyed the company of. Until then, she'd never been unfaithful to her hubby but not only was he a loser in life, he was a loser in bed, too. Shame she hadn't realised before she said "I do".
Jenny had bought herself a skimpy matching set which included a pretty, lacy black G string with an equally skimpy black lacy bra. She was imagining Steve helping her out of them at some point and the thoughts were making her wet between her legs.
Barely concentrating on her surroundings, she reached to top of the escalator and bumped into someone.
"Sorry" she said as though on auto pilot, looking up and seeing a pair of eyes she recognised instantly. It was Dave, her first real love and bed mate.
"Oh, Hiya" she beamed, her smile as the recognition struck her. They hugged like you would a long lost relative at the airport, Dave was as excited about seeing her. They'd met a few times since she'd been married, he even went to their wedding but the last time he'd seen her, she'd been with hubby (who was looking like a lost puppy).
They talked as they walked, their conversation as open and chatty as it had ever been, like they'd been away on holiday, not a decade since they last spoke (or made love).
"Say, why don't we go for a coffee?" she suggested and Dave was in complete agreement. He had only come to the mall to kill time until the pub opened at lunchtime. Maybe he could get her to come for a few drinks afterwards, the thought to himself.
Jenny lead the way to her favourite department store which had coffee shop, heading for the lift as the café was on a different floor. Dave couldn't help but notice just how radiant Jenny looked. He still fancied her a decade (a marriage and two kids) later on and his eyes glazed over as he recalled the time's they'd spent together. It was the fear of commitment that drove them apart, she rebounded straight into the arms of Mark who she'd also date for many months before finding Mr Right (Yeah, right!) and getting married.
The lift emptied of shoppers and the pair of them entered the lift before hitting the button for the lower ground level. The doors closed on them and began its descent. Jenny was just about to reopen the conversation when the lift lurched and juddered, overbalancing her into Dave's arms. He caught her and she looked up at him, noticing his pale blue eyes and rugged smile. God, she still fancied him. Visions of Steve were superseded with memories of her and Dave romping between the sheets, a porno movie on in the background as they "joined in!"
"Are you OK?" he enquired, genuine concern in his voice. Jenny nodded and stood herself up. Dave pressed the alarm button and a few moments later the intercom was activated. Dave explained the situation and the security officer switched off the system whilst he made a 999 phone call.
Dave and Jenny made small talk, joking with each other. She wasn't great in enclosed spaces and Dave was thinking he needed a drink, some thing stronger than coffee, that's for sure.
Their general chit chat was interrupted by the security guy who had the misfortune of telling them that the fire service would be with them as soon as possible but, because of a fire at the local general hospital, there were no spare appliances to attend and it could be n excess of an hour before they arrived. He switched off the intercom before either of them could swear at him!
"What are we going to do for the next hour?" she asked him. Dave knew what he wanted but he held himself in check for the time being.
"What's in the shopping bag?" he enquired. Jenny showed him the skimpy underwear she had recently purchased and Dave looked impressed.
"Let's see what it looks like on" he urged her. Jenny declined at first but she was secretly excited about meeting Dave and the damp feeling between her legs from earlier had moved from damp to dripping. Dave convinced her that she hadn't got anything he hadn't seen before and, anyway, he'd look the other way. Almost convinced, she turned her back towards him and whipped her top of, unclipping her bra and putting the new one on in a movement so swift, if changing underwear was an Olympic sport, Jenny would have won Gold! She lifted her skirt and pulled down her briefs, stepping into the new ones and pulling them up. Dave got a brief glimpse of her buttocks and remembered the noise his balls had made bashing against her beautiful bottom as he'd entered her from behind. And the trouble he'd had entering her anus, she at the time was an anal virgin.
Jenny unzipped her skirt and it fell to the floor as she twirled round and Dave saw her in the flesh, some black lacy material barely covering her modesty. He felt the stirrings in his lap of an erection and all he could say was "Wow!"
"You like?" she said, licking her lips seductively. Dave smiled and was about to speak when the lift lurched momentarily, making her fall into his arms again, the suddenness taking them both by surprise. Dave threw his arms out to catch her and as he hugged her close, his actions had unclipped her bra. Neither of them knew this until she stood up and her bra fell down her arms to her feet.
