[Department Store Wife] (Wife Mature Adult Fiction)

I can't believe I actually did this.

Walking in the shopping mall, she was wearing a black silk mini skirt, a lace T-back, and only a very thin lace bra matching her underwear under a thin white silk jacket. The nervousness made me feel itchy and covered with goose bumps from time to time.

My husband and I made a bet over a boring basketball game. The loser must obey the winner's orders within one day. I was sure I could beat the boss, but now I was standing in the mall like a whore. If I knew exactly what he wanted me to do, I would never have made the bet with him, even if I was sure I could win. I feel like a slutty woman, huh? Well, I do look like one now, but on the other hand, part of me seems to like it this way. All the men staring at me made me feel increasingly wet between my legs, stimulating me to expose more and more.

At the beginning of today, I was so nervous. I crossed my arms over my chest, afraid that others would see my hard nipples sticking out from the transparent clothing, but then I realized that doing so would only draw more attention to me. I forced myself to act natural. Immediately, I found that I quite liked those looks that wanted to take off my clothes. I even found myself wanting to stare at the men who were peeking at me, to see what expression was on their faces when their eyes moved around me. Earlier, I caught a teenage boy staring at me, but for some reason I raised my hands high, letting my entire breasts press against the thin material, enjoying the boy's grinning expression.

My husband, Achang, was sitting at a table near McDonald's. He saw me, smiled, and left his spot. I walked quickly to his seat and saw that he had left an envelope on the table. On the envelope it said: "Open in the bathroom." I knew he was watching me, and I remembered our agreement. If I don't follow his instructions, no matter how boring they are, we'll have to repeat what we did today next week. I grabbed the envelope and headed to the bathroom. As I stood up, the three guys who had followed me walked past me. One of them seemed to say something to me, but I didn't hear it clearly. The bathroom was empty, with a sofa for people to rest. I sat on the sofa and opened the envelope. I almost screamed out loud because I just realized what my husband wanted me to do for the rest of the day. I had to take off my bra and panties, put them in my purse, and walk to a chair in front of a lingerie store on the other side of the mall. I sat there and decided to let our agreement go. He stood up, but instead of leaving, he walked into an empty cubicle and closed the door. I quickly took off my outer clothes and bra. After putting my coat back on, I realized that my hard nipples were actually pushing up against the transparent silk coat. When I took off my underwear, I found that it was wet and warm. I put my bra and panties in my purse, but I was so turned on that I had to taste them first. I sat down, pulled up my skirt, closed my eyes, and started touching myself. It feels so wonderful to rub my clitoris. I imagined myself performing in front of a group of people, and they were cheering and cheering for me. I was shocked and helpless against this desire. , oh my god! I wasn't expecting an orgasm, but, oh my god! I had my orgasm and I could hear myself moaning. I tried not to make any sound, but I was sure I didn't have complete control of myself. After the climax, I came to my senses and realized how excited I was to expose myself to strangers. Straightening my clothes, I walked to the mirror and saw how I looked to others. My breasts bounced up and down as I moved back and forth, my nipples rubbing against my tunic, staying hard the whole time. The bottom of the skirt is just below the buttocks. The slightest breeze would let everyone see how little I was wearing. Since no one was in the restroom, I bent over to see for myself what others could see when I bent over. This skirt is so short that when I bend over, my entire butt is exposed. I think I'd better be careful to avoid being arrested by the police for exposing myself in public. As I put my skirt down, I suddenly heard some noise coming from another small compartment. My heart was pounding because it sounded like she was masturbating! Driven by curiosity, I walked closer and asked, "Are you okay?" She said she was fine, but she groaned. I suppressed the urge to push the door open and take a look, but my curiosity was too strong, so I decided to wait and see this woman, and also take this opportunity to touch up my makeup. She came out after a while. I found that she was covered in sweat, but had a satisfied expression on her face. She looked about my age, around thirty, with shiny black hair. I stared at her and she smiled back. She explained briefly as she followed me. ． ． ． ． ． I didn't understand her last sentence, so I asked her to repeat it. I can't believe it! She told me she followed me because she wanted to have sex with me! She had this idea when I was picking up the wallet just now, and then she kept following me. I only noticed the man and ignored her. I didn't know what to say, so I could only stand in front of her with my mouth wide open. She went on to say that she was bisexual and often came to the shopping mall to look for bored housewives. She followed me into the bathroom, and when she heard me masturbating, she couldn't help but start masturbating as well. But when I looked at myself in the mirror, she couldn't help herself. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to be with another woman, but there has never been an opportunity. Now the opportunity was right in front of me, and I didn’t know how to handle it. She explained to me that many women go to the mall to look for lovers. She can tell if a woman wants another woman, even when the woman herself doesn't know she wants it. She said that although I didn't know it myself, she knew very well that I would enjoy myself very much when I was with her. I protested unconvinced, but she stopped me with an irresistible kiss, and I couldn't help but cooperate. She saw my nervousness and temptation, so she took out a business card, wrote something on it and handed it to me, asking me to call her when I had time. I watched her leave and then looked at the business card she left behind, which had her mobile, work, and home phone numbers.

I have to leave. Achang must be waiting for me. After coming out of the bathroom, I looked around and found that the people who had been following me were gone. Suddenly I felt confused and lost. I was basically standing naked in the middle of the shopping mall, and although I felt hot all over, the desire that had been ignited just now suddenly disappeared, replaced by embarrassment and shame. I have to leave quickly. I don't want to be caught because of being misunderstood as soliciting. When we were almost at Achang Yuehao's place, I noticed that the people who followed me appeared again. I regained my confidence and felt relatively relaxed. Although they are strangers, they are strangers who have met each other after all. As my courage returned, I stopped at a fountain. He opened his wallet, pulled out some coins, and threw one into the fountain. I couldn't see them at this time, but I could feel someone approaching me. Part of me wanted to leave right away, but my brain told me to stay. Just as I turned around, I saw one of those guys standing next to me, smiling at me sexily. Looking at him so closely, you can see that he is very strong and handsome, and there is a big bulge in his crotch. I smiled at him too. With this smile, he moved closer. I wanted to leave immediately, but I couldn't move. Not because of fear, but because of something else. I want to know what's going to happen next. Without saying anything, he took my hand and placed it on his bulge. I don't believe I actually did that, but I did give his penis a pinch, just to tease him. The desire in my body was burning again, and the only thought in my mind was to insert his penis into my body. But I let him go, and I felt as if some spell had been broken. I smiled at him again, but turned away. He suddenly said, "Of course you can leave at any time, but please at least let me have a good look at you." Turning towards him, I felt a little embarrassed and very sexy. His eyes scanned my body up and down, as if he was taking off my clothes with his eyes. His eyes rested on my chest for a moment, then he turned around and bent down. I looked at him in surprise. "Who do you think I am? Can I be played with by you as you please?" "No, of course not. But you certainly know what you want. So, it's up to you." I didn't want to argue anymore and just did what he said. I bent over and felt the breeze caressing my wet, exposed pussy. "Now spread your legs and let me take a good look at you." I didn't hesitate, nor did I look around to see if there were other people watching. I spread my legs as he ordered. I just felt that his gaze had turned into a meat stick that was inserting into my little hole. Now rub your pussy with your fingers. "Immediately my hand moved between my legs and I was fingering myself while a stranger watched. As I realized I was masturbating in public, I couldn't help but moan and felt another orgasm coming.