Chapter 10 - Shopping for Exposure
Introduction: This is the continued story of Gina who has reverted to her younger days of being quite uninhibited exhibitionism. If you haven't read the earlier installments, you might want to catch up before you proceed. Little of this story is based on actual events and memories, except maybe the rain and the blouse. Feel free to comment or make suggestion!
It had been a few weeks since she had sent the video links of her Pornhub video to her husband where she was roller-skating naked down the sidewalk in Haulover Beach, another of her drive-thru at Checkers and showing off for trucker's adventure. She suspected there was a video or two from the frat party she had attended with the guys next doors, but so far no links have shown up from her college guys next doors, she didn't know if that was bad or good.
She was still a little uncertain as to what happened at the party, having woke up naked and quite sore on the sofa with no sign of anything she had worm that night. Lucky for her, John was still sick in bed and she had the opportunity to clear herself up.
None the less, thinking back to her skating video Gina had gotten herself off several times in the shower, back yard sunning, and while driving just thinking about what she had done and then had it posted to a porn site. Even watching the video on her iPhone, not knowing how many times Brian had shared it with his friends at the college, the thrill excited her each time. Wondering if John was brave enough to share it with any of his buddies.
Two of her favorite celebrities on-line had become Lady Lada and Jeny Smith watching their naked public adventures, which only made her fantasize about what her next adventure would be, even though their adventures were in Europe, where it is more acceptable or tolerated is maybe a better word.
The need to expose herself had gotten to the point that was all she could think about, and she needed a new fix, beyond the truck drivers and college guys next doors.
Days later she was on the way home from a lunch date with one of her more conservative girl friends, when she saw the flea market lot off to the left on the interstate and it reminded her of a couple in France that had hit a similar market with her trying on clothes, without using dressing rooms.
This was not one of those small side of the road markets, it actually covered close to 60 acres with out buildings, tents and open-air booths. It was still early; her husband would still be at work.
Unlike most days, the sun had not peeked out all day and it had been threatening to rain all morning making it hot, humid and sticky as soon as you step outside which only added to her frustration.
Understand, it is a great place to people watch as well, lots of crazy and sleazy can be found at these places. This market is no different and Gina knew it. However, she was not really dressed for showing off even though there was nothing under her conservative flowery pattern sundress that buttoned up from the waistline down and she was wearing a sheer bra today, something she rarely does.
She also was wearing her nude color thigh-highs with pretty lace band tops and white heels that made her feel a little sexy, she knew that making herself a bit more sexy or slutty was easy to remedy at the flea market.
She exited the interstate at the next exit taking the frontage roads back to the market where she parked in area "Q", where she always parked for quick stops for produce at the quite large Latino vegetable stand, a slight drizzle had started to wet her windshield which only made her mind work in overtime as she plotted her own exposure for today.
She was three rows from an entrance near the area where the Latino vendors had a huge produce area set up, she had been through these areas many times before, shopping for good deals on good fresh vegetables and fruit imported from around the world. Those were planned visits where she dressed, a lot less inappropriate than today.
Before exiting her car, she reached back and unfastened her bra, pulling the straps down her arms and over her hands, pulling it from under the dress through the armhole. Not wanting to look overly slutty, she only unbuttoned the bottom of the dress to mid-thigh to show off her short firm tanned legs.
She took a minute to massage her now freed boobs through the material. She pulled two twenty-dollar bills from her wallet and folded them up and stuffing them in a dress pocket before exiting the car and heading inside.
Walking through the produce vendors area, a few of the men, most of them knew very little English, saw her and waved to her smiling having recognized her. They had always tried to assist her with her selections, apparently massive amounts of firm exposed cleavage and short skirts draws help, even if it is not needed.
Gina knew exactly what she needed today, and it was not veggies. She could feel the eyes watching her as her rather large "D" boobs moving gently under the sundress with each step on her short petite frame. She hurried as the light drizzle started to turn into a steadily light rain, making her dress start to become heavy and hug her body. Her hair sticking to her face, she moved from row to row headed into the main covered building.
She found the booths she was looking for, but could not find what she wanted for today, they were all thin flower and colorful patterns scarfs and sundresses not even close to what she desired. Although there were several scarfs made of the material she wanted, that would make interesting tops, but not today, so she moved on in seek her outfit.
She came upon a secondhand type shop with several racks on clothes on hangers that had a few items she thought might work, the younger woman there was happy to help her go through the dresses she had on the racks until she found a white gown that looked more like a piece of lingerie or a night gown. It was white, had two panels front and back, and open all the way up both sides forming a halter type top that would cover her boobs, two thin ties on the sides kept it in place.
Gina asked the girl if she could try it on, she giggled telling her there was no dressing room that she knew of on this wing. That was just what Gina wanted to hear. Only feet off the main isle way, Gina moved her hair from her back and turned around, "Will you unzip my dress for me?"
She was a good head taller than Gina, "Well I guess," as she reached out and started to lower the zipper. "Oh my, you're not wearing a bra, I thought maybe you hum."
Gina just giggled, "I'm not wearing panties either; would you take the zipper all the way down so I can get it over my hips," she asks her, "Here hold this dress while I slip this one off."
The young woman unzips it until the top of her ass crack was showing and then just watched as Gina slipped her arms from the dress as people walking past turned to watch her as her large, tanned boobs being exposed as she was pushing the wet dress down, sliding it away from her body.
"Ummm, ma'am, people are watching you and, oh my!" as she stepped from the dress, laying it across a table of clothes facing the isle way, standing there in just her thigh highs and heels, her nipples hard from the cool material she just removed.
She took the dress from the girl pulling it over her head letting it drop down over her body. She adjusted the panel around her chest just under her boobs before lifting the two halter-top triangles up asking the girl to tie it for her.
Gina looked down at the sheer dress, a lot of cleavage exposed from the center, with an opening below the panel around her waist almost too where her pussy would be exposed. Twisting, the back panel hanging down in the back over her ass, that started at the back waist band to the floor.
"I don't know, it's a bit too long for me, and well, not as sheer as I was hoping," as a good three inches laid on the floor at her feet. Gina walks to the other side of the table and back. She lifts the material from the floor as she moves, flashing her pussy to more people who have stopped to watch her.
"No, I don't think this is what I'm looking for today," she lifts her hair again, her back to the girl facing the small crowd of people now watching her. "Would you untie me please?"
Gina's heart pounding with excitement, smiling at her onlookers as the two triangles dropped off her now bare breasts. She lets go of her hair and wiggles the dress down over her hips stepping from the garment and handing it to the shop owner. She takes her time stepping back into her cold wet sundress, pulling the straps back up to her shoulders. "Woo this is cold!"