Shopping Trip
Stepping out of my car I smoothed down the skirt of my red Marilyn style dress and picked up my matching bag. I chose the smaller trolley, dropped my bag into it before entering the supermarket. Heads turned as my black heels made a distinctive click clack sound on the shop floor. Women looked at me with disdain while most men looked me up and down as if there was a chance they could see what I had underneath.
Ok so I was slightly overdressed. My dress more suited for a cocktail party, expensive sheer stockings and 4 inch heels completed the look. As for the bits that could not be seen my underwear was the finest silk and a delicate pink.
As I went around the aisles putting things in my trolley I could feel eyes following me as I accentuated my hip movements causing my dress to dance and sway in a sexy way. So I am a flirt, sue me. I love doing this kind of thing.
I eventually reached the checkout with half a trolley of shopping and the girl looked up and forced a smile. I was about to reach for one of the carrier bags to pack my items when a shaky voice said 'Please allow me.' It was a young man who could be no more than 20. I gave him a big smile and let him carry on.
I paid for the shopping and as I was about to take the trolley with 3 full bags in from him when he headed for the exit. 'Where are you parked?' he asked. I gestured to the left. 'The red Jaguar over there.' I had parked on the far side of the car park from the store. He followed me across the tarmac and I could not resist adding extra wiggle to my walk.