It was the short skirt you wore that caught my eye. The soft cotton wrapped your flaired hips and full ass and stopped just below the curve of your cheeks. I was sure if you so much as bent at the hips I would have a full view of your panties, if you were even wearing any.
I quickly put my bags into my trunk and turned to follow you back into the mall. Your first stop was the shoe section of a large department store. I pretended to browse some sweaters without ever taking my eyes off of the hem of your skirt.
After a few moments, my diligence paid off and you bent to adjust the straps on the pair of silver heels you were trying on. A subtle hint of white and black flashed from underneath your skirt and I was instantly hard. I slipped my hand into my pocket and began to rub the head of my cock.
I followed you out of the store and through the mall to another large department store. This time you moved quickly to the back of the store to pick out a few items to try on. As I followed you through the store, I began to formulate a plan. I grabbed a scarf and stuffed it into my pocket as I trailed you.
I watched you go into the dressing rooms, then waited until the area was clear.
(Knock, knock)
"Occupied!" Nicole cried.
The handle began to move up and down, but it was locked from the outside.
"I said I was in here, dammit! I'll be out in a minute."
(Knock, knock, knock.)
God dammit, she thought. The entire dressing area was empty when I came in here. There's no way it's full...
(Knock, knock, knock.)
"Look, I told you I was in here. Go find another room!" Nicole shouted at whomever was banging on her door.
The handle wiggled again, and she had had enough. Nicole opened the door with the intention of yelling at the knocker, but as soon as she turned the knob, a swift push knocked her backward into the dressing room. Before she could scream, a scarf was wrapped around her head and shoved into her mouth, gagging her.
"I've been watching you," Tom said.
He shoved her against the back wall of the dressing room and ripped her shirt off, exposing her soft breasts barely contained by the black bra she wore. His hands squeezed her flesh roughly and made her cry out in pain. Fortunately for Tom, the scarf was an excellent gag.
He pulled his long, thick cock out of his pants and began to stroke its length. Nicole's eyes filled with terror as she realized what was to come.
Tom spun Nicole around and forced her face against the wall. A soft snap signaled the end of her white thong with the black polka dots. He pulled the remains of the lace and cotton to his face and inhaled her scent before shoving them into his pocket.
His left hand held her arms above her head will his righthand trailed between her legs and forced them apart. The skirt was riding up now, exposing her bare ass to the cold air of the department store.
Tom slowly slid two fingers along the crease of her shaven pussy. Despite her terror, Nicole couldn't help but let a soft moan escape her lips. His fingers found their way to her sopping hole and he shoved them into her roughly. She was wet enough that he quickly added a third finger.
"You're enjoying this aren't you? You little slut. You've been wet all day, wearing this short skirt, flaunting yourself around the mall, haven't you?" For emphasis, he shoved a fourth finger into her soaking pussy and began to slide them in and out, fucking her with his hand. She moaned again and wobbled in her high heels.
"Fortunately for you, I'm here to do what every single man in this mall wants to do: Fuck the shit out of you," Tom growled into her ear.
At that, she screamed and his left hand came down to catch her throat. Tom squeezed her throat until her eyes watered and she couldn't breath.
"Scream all you want. With that scarf in your mouth, no one will hear you. The store is empty and the staff are all in the back. But please, keep screaming. It makes it so much better for me."
Terror filled her eyes and she screamed again.
"Yeah, that's right bitch. Scream for me."
