Mick broke into a chuckle as I stood, picked up my coat and bag.
"I'll be back as soon as I can".
" No hurry Karen. I've got my coffee to finish".
Stepping into the toilet, small, mirror, sink. Absolutely adequate for the things that girls need to do, but, not a changing room. Me with my clumpy shoes and skinny jeans to remove, virtually naked, everything bagged up, I'd need to carry my clumpy shoes as they wouldn't go into the bag without ripping it.
I always get a thrill out of opening packages and putting on new underwear. The black opaque hold ups, pulled high on the leg. I knew the coat at 3/4 length would sit maybe 3" above the knee but would be my only protection from showing my stocking tops so stockings in place red pants, always two sizes smaller to enable me to tuck neatly without a chance of exposing bits that aren't required. The half cup bra, delicious, covering the bottom half of my breaststroke but not the nipple. Again small fit to give a bit of extra cleavage. Stepping into the shoes then pulling the coat on, the mirror was small but I was happy. Hair smoothed, I'd need to reapply my lippy before leaving the cafe, but thinking I'd come shopping as indiscreet as possible then having to step out of the toilet and then onto the shopping centre side walk wearing skimpy underwear, stockings, four inch heels, only covered by a red short overcoat, it was like going from comfort mode to standing out like little red riding hood! But, I was tingling.
Stepping out of the toilet, Mick glanced over having just taken a sip from his coffee cup. He did a double take, eyes wide open and shook his head as he swallowed.
Walking confidently to our table I put my bag down and the shoes, sat down, crossed my legs, coat opening, showing plenty of leg. I picked up my make up bad, reapplied my lippy and again smoothed over my hair.
"Fucking amazing Karen. What a difference" again shaking his head.
Makeup bag placed back in my bag, I stood. "Right Mick I'm all yours sweetheart. H&M next stop".
He picked up my clumpy shoes and shopping bag containing my spare clothes. He allowed me to put my arm through his as we walked the couple of hundred yards to H&M. Making our way to the area where the skirt was hung, I picked one in my size, as I put the skirt against my coat to check the length, Mick stood back.
"Open your coat Karen let me see you try that for length again. I'd like to see that".
I looed him in the eye, placing the skirt back on the rack. I continued to look him in the eyes as I unbuttoned the coat. I left the last button, leaned over and picked up the skirt again.
"Err, can you help me with the last button please, my hands are full".
He did as requested and opened the coat. As he did so I tried the skirt for length again then quickly removed it, exposing myself to his gaze again.
"What do you think Mick. Does it look ok"?
"You are a real fucking turn on. That's what you are. Amazing"
My turn to step in. Putting my hand on his crotch. "I see what you mean big boy. I'll go and pay for the skirt and meet you outside".
He leant forward and pecked me on the lips..... |
