Sexy in Public Vol. 02

In life people always like to partake in a little bit of risk. Just enough to feel a rush, but not enough to get caught or noticed.

Jamie's encounter with the unknown businessman left her feeling satisfied and enthralled. Her bathroom rendezvous was the appropriate next step in her pursuit to be more daring in life. She not only looked forward to thinking of more ways to dress provocatively, but she also looked forward to the next lucky man who she would let play this game of tease and please.

Proving that beautiful people are more successful, Jamie received a promotion and a big fat raise and bonus at work. This newfound income allowed her to advance her wardrobe, which meant more miniskirts, camisoles, tank tops, tube tops, dresses, stockings, and of course a whole new closet full of shoes.

The sex games and the revealing wardrobe made her a new person entirely. She felt so free and open. Jamie now made a regular habit out of going out in public without wearing a bra and panties underneath her outfits. Somewhere along the way, in her quest to be more daring, something she never would have imagined happened. Jamie had become a full on exhibitionist.

It had been a few weeks since her last public display and Jamie was anxious to have some more fun. So she decided that her next day of fun would occur on a random mid-week day. That day she didn't feel like going to work, so she called in sick. It would be perfect, since everyone she knew would be at work. But she had some difficulties trying to decide where would be a fun place to dress up for. She'd already dressed up as the sexy businesswoman, so she didn't want to do that again. Besides she wasn't going to work anyway. Then an idea struck her. A fantasy of hers from her high school and college years.

Jamie was going to take a trip to the mall.

It was another beautiful mid-70 degree day outside, sunny with not a cloud in the sky. Jamie scanned through her wardrobe in her walk in closet trying to find the right outfit to wear. She took out a floral embroidered strapless top that hugged her perky 32C tits in place, while showing off her nice, toned shoulders and arms. A pleated denim miniskirt complimented her top perfectly. The skirt was just the right size; barely long enough to cover her ass, but short enough to make it known that she wasn't wearing any panties if she bent over. Just the way she liked it. Her tan, toned legs lead down to a pair of sexy opened toed heels that showed off her freshly manicured feet. The heels were one of her favorites in her collection. They were gold colored in a dress sandal style, with a thin front, T-strap with rhinestones, a full heel cup, and a stacked four-inch tapered high heel.

She took a quick look in the mirror to make sure the outfit was appropriate. Ample cleavage showing: Check. Nipples popping out through the thin fabric of her top: Check. The bottom of her round, heart shaped ass showing under her skirt: Check. A couple of quick sprays of her favorite perfume under her skirt, between her thighs, and she was ready to make someone's fantasy come true.

Since it was working hours on a mid-week day, Jamie arrived at a very quiet and empty mall. A few shoppers here and there: mostly stay at home mothers, mall employees, and other customers who worked nearby. She was a bit disappointed, as she wanted an audience. A part of her felt like she was wasting such a sexy outfit. Maybe today wouldn't be another chance to have some fun. Feeling a little down, she considered leaving, until she saw a Victoria's Secret store just ahead. Immediately her spirits lifted up. Victoria's Secret was one of her favorite stores and maybe picking up some more sexy outfits or undergarments to wear would make her feel better.

Walking into the store, all eyes immediately darted towards her. Not only because of her outfit and her beauty, but also because she was one of the only customers there. The muscular security guard stood by the door. He had his hands crossed trying to look imposing. A young blonde female was sitting at the cash registers waiting for someone to buy something. A couple of other young female employees were cleaning up items around the store or just chatting amongst themselves. Jamie paid them no attention as she slowly made her way through the store. Stopping to take a look at some panties, then skirts, and finally some bikinis. Nothing really sparked her interest, until she came to the sleepwear section.

There were several slips and camisoles that looked intriguing. As she sifted through a pink satin ballet length chemise, the front door swung open and a man entered the store. Again, all eyes in the store focused on the man. He was alone, so that could only mean two things. He was either there shopping for a gift for his wife/girlfriend/mistress or he was a pervert. Maybe both. At first Jamie didn't pay him any attention, until he walked toward the sleepwear section right near where she was standing.

He was a very handsome man, early 20's, with dark hair, and an athletic build. He was dressed very casually with a button down shirt, designer jeans, and white sneakers. Jamie thought he was probably a college kid.

The young dark haired man stopped and looked at a real sexy black lace-up satin slip a couple of feet away from where Jamie was standing. Their eyes met for a brief moment and he made an awkward, embarrassed smile. Right then and there, Jamie decided that he would be his next play toy. She seductively made her way over towards him, making sure that he noticed her. When she arrived at the same rack containing the black lace-up slips he was looking at, she purposely walked around him and sifted through a couple of sizes as if she were looking for her size. She circled back around him again before looking up and making eye contact again. But this time Jamie flashed her mesmerizing smile at him.

He was instantaneously hooked.

"I'm just looking for something for a friend." The man blurted out.

Jamie smiled back, keeping the sly comeback to herself. She simply kept up her flirtatious game and asked in a very coy manner, "Do you see an extra small over there?"

She knew that there was an extra small right in front of him. The man unassumingly picks up the extra small size and goes to hand her the slip. His mind was racing, trying to think of something witty or flirty to say back, but by the time he thought of something, Jamie had already grabbed the slip from his hands. She thanked him with a quick bat of her eyes and was gone just like that.

He watched as she headed towards the fitting rooms, presumably to try on the extra small slip. At the entrance to the fitting room, he saw her stop and took a quick peek back at him. He suddenly looked away, trying to conceal the fact that he was standing there watching her every step. But he was pretty sure that she saw him. She did. She was really good at this game after all.

As Jamie walked into one of the dressing rooms and out of view, the man just stood there with an uncertain look in his eye. He scanned around the store and noticed that no other customers were in the store. The store employees were all busy handling their normal job responsibilities and one of them was keeping the security guard occupied. Figuring nobody would notice, the man began taking a few steps towards the dressing room.

When he arrived outside the fitting rooms, he sneakily peers in to see if there is an employee working the room. Just as he hoped, there is not anybody there. He quietly takes a step into the room and begins to walk in very short steps to prevent the sound of his shoes hitting too hard onto the floor. As he nears the first set of dressing rooms, he peeks underneath to see nothing there. He makes his way to the second set of doors, and again peeks underneath. This time he sees a pair of lovely tanned legs stemming from a pair of expensive high heel gold sandals. Those legs were unmistakable. They belonged to the incredibly sexy girl from outside.

The young dark haired man ponders his next action for a second. Should he knock? Should he say something out loud? What would he even say? After much deliberation, he decides to just walk back outside and wait.

As he begins to walks away, the soles of his shoes screech against the tile floor of the room. Like a burglar who has made too much noise, he freezes and prays that she didn't hear him. His heart rate jumps when the dressing room door opens up ajar. He panics and considers making a run for it, but he is caught red handed as Jamie pops her head out of the small crack in the doorway.

"Excuse me", Jamie says with a smile.

The man feels embarrassed. But much to his shock, she doesn't scream. Automatically, he begins to apologize profusely. But before he can finish, Jamie flings the door open and steps out in only the extra small black lace-up satin slip and her gold high heel sandals.

The black lace-up satin slip snuggled against her body like it was made for only her. The laces on the slip ran up and down the side of her body and they were purposely left untied. The straps were barely holding the slip on to her shoulders, like a pair of jeans with the belt unhooked. One wrong move and it would fall off her leaving her fully exposed.

Jamie stood there posing for him, giving him a perfect view of her spectacular body covered in nothing more than a pillow case. She watched as his eyes looked her up and down. She continued to pose for him, making sure he got a good look, before she spoke again.

"Do you mind tying these laces for me?"

The man gulped, unable to force words out of his mouth. He felt paralyzed. He couldn't believe how sexy this woman was standing in front of him. This was a million times better than any porn he saw on the internet.

Jamie made her way over to him until she was standing right in front of him. She turned to her side and fumbled with the laces, driving him even wilder as the sight of her side boob came into full view.

"I can't seem to reach them."

The man tried to contain himself, as he reached over and grabbed hold of a lace. His hand shook with a mixture of excitement and uncertainty as the thought jumped into his head. One simple pull and this gorgeous woman would be standing there completely naked. But the gentleman inside of him got the better of him, and he instead tied the laces together tightly. He did however; sneak in a caress of her exposed skin, as he tugged on the laces to make sure they were extra tight.

After he tied on the laces on the other side of the slip on, he took a step back and stared at her in silence. They both stood there about a foot apart, staring at each other, neither saying a word, each waiting for the other to make a move.

Jamie took the initiative; it was her game after all. She took a step towards him and reached out and began to run her hand down his chest, and then down his stomach towards his cock, which was already pitching a tent through his jeans.

"Thank you so much." She said as her hand came closer and closer to the bulge in his pants. "I don't know what I would have done if you weren't here?"

They made eye contact, each one trying to read the other's mind. Jamie had a playful, teasing look in her eye. He had a lust filled gaze. Grabbing a hold of her, he leaned in and shoved his tongue down her throat with reckless abandonment.

Suddenly a voice shouted back from the entrance to the dressing room area.

"Do you need help with something?"

It was the store security guard.

The security guard was a fairly young man, early 30's if not late 20's. He was over six feet tall, with a hulking physique, and short hair. He looked like an off-duty cop.

Jamie pushed the young dark haired man away and covered herself up, pretending like she was embarrassed. The security guard stepped closer and asked if she knew this man and was he bothering her. Jamie didn't respond, she just ran back into the fitting room where behind closed doors, a wicked smile came across her face. This little turn of events was unexpected, but maybe she could parlay this change of plans into even more fun.

The security guard ordered the young dark haired man to stay where he was, threatening to call the cops. They both waited as Jamie got changed back into her original outfit. When she stepped out of the fitting room, the security guard asked her again if this man was bothering her. She said no and walked out of the dressing room to go pay for her item.

The security guard was still very suspicious, so he ordered the young dark haired man to leave while Jamie paid for her lace slip on. When she was done paying for the item, he escorted her out to make sure the other man wasn't outside waiting for her. The coast seamed clear, so he let her go. She thanked him very much for his kindness with another one of her intoxicating smiles. As she turned around to walk away, she purposely dropped her shopping bag containing the lace slip up she just bought. Deliberately bending over to pick up the bag instead of crouching down, Jamie gave the security guard a nice little view of what she was wearing under her skirt. Or better yet, what she wasn't wearing.

She walked away with another one of her seductive looks back towards the security guard, who stood there dumbfounded. She was hoping the security guard would follow her for some more fun. But when she peeked through the reflections in the storefront windows and saw that somebody was following her, she was surprised that it wasn't the security guard.

It was the young dark haired man from the store.

Apparently, the game was not over yet.

The man waited outside of the Victoria's Secret store for this girl that he was slowly becoming obsessed with. Believing there was a connection of some sort; he waited and waited, planning out what he would say to her when she walked out. He stood out of sight in case the security guard followed her out, which he did, by hiding behind one of the pillars located in front of the stores on the opposite side of the mall. A part of him felt like a stalker as he spotted her leave the store and say some words to the security guard. But his desire to touch and kiss this woman made him think that she wanted him as well. He waited for the right opportunity to make his move as he watched her drop her Victoria's Secret bag and bend over to pick it up, but his angle didn't provide the same view that the security guard got.

When she finally started walking away from the security guard, he felt anxious hoping the security guard would go back into the store. Several seconds later, the security guard finally turned around and walked back into the store. The moment the security guard opened the door; he dashed after the sexy curly, blonde woman who was now working with a decent head start. He quickened his pace to try and catch up to her, not wanting to run after her for fear of coming on like a lunatic.

He was slowly gaining ground on her as she headed for the escalators up to the second floor. She reached the escalators before him and when she stepped onto the first step, she glanced back and he knew that she spotted him once again. He paused wondering if he should stop his pursuit. He looked around and noticed very few people around, and all of them were minding their own business. When he realized that she was the only person on the escalator he quickly followed her onto the escalator and continued the chase.

Jamie stood still on the escalator not walking up and just letting the escalator take her to the next level. They weren't stairs after all. She was about a third of the way up when the young dark haired man stepped onto the escalator, just like she had planned. He also stood still, probably pretending as if he wasn't following her, but she knew he was.

She also knew that the elevation of the escalator gave the young man a good view of her from below. With that in mind, she stretched her arms out to hold onto the sides of the escalator. At the same time, she spread her legs apart, so that the sides of each foot were also touching the sides of the escalator. She inconspicuously bent over slightly, causing the back of her skirt to rise up ever so faintly. When she heard the young man begin to race up the escalator steps, she knew that he got a good look at her sweet, unshaven pussy. The escalator ride was almost over and she remained in that position all the way up as the man moved in closer and closer.

She took a few steps off the escalator before the young man grabbed hold of her right wrist, spinning her around with his brute strength. She gasped when she looked into the man's eyes, which were full of yearning and hunger. She had seen that look before. That was the same look the businessman at the café had given her. He grabbed her and pushed her towards him closely, rubbing his hard cock that was poking out of his jeans against her body. They stood closely, staring at each other; their eyes filled with desire.

He leaned in to give her a hard kiss on the lips, but she held her hand up to his mouth and stopped him. She shook her head no and pulled away. The area was too open and they had to find more private settings. A couple of storefronts away a sign pointed down indicating the open space was the mall resting area. Jamie walked over there and like a good obedient dog the young dark haired man followed her. Inside the resting area were some chairs and tables, public restrooms, vending machines, and pay phones.

There was nobody inside, but that didn't matter. Nothing was going to stop these two from exchanging bodily fluids. Jamie barely made it into the empty rest area before the man pounced of her.

He kissed her hard and deep, swirling his tongue into the deepest and farthest regions of her mouth. His hands groped and grabbed every part of her that she had so playfully exposed to him throughout the day. He pulled down the top of her camisole to reveal those perky tits, shoving his face between her cleavage and licking and sucking both nipples. Her left breasts remained engulfed in his left hand, as his other hand made its way down, underneath her skirt. She was already soaking wet.

Wasting very little time, he pushed her against the wall near the vending machine and dropped down to his knees. He lifted up her left leg and looked up at her, while kissing his way up from her calf, to her knee, and her thigh.

Jamie was starting to moan and she smushed her tits together, playing with her nipples to excite him even further.

The young dark haired man couldn't take it anymore and he had to taste her. He lifted up her denim skirt and draped her left leg over his shoulder and dove in, tongue first, towards the sweet smell of perfume between her thighs. He stuck his tongue out as far as he could and then licked up and down from her asscrack to her clit, before settling in on her puffed out clitoris. He sucked on her clit while his one hand reached around and grabbed hold of her ass and the other held onto her thigh, which was resting nicely on his shoulder. He then started licking and massaging her clit with his tongue at a progressively faster and faster pace, causing her to moan louder and louder. Working circle eights around her sweet spot, he could tell that she was getting close to cumming. Her leg muscles tightened around his head almost suffocating her, her moans became screams of pleasure as her breathing became more rapid, and she reached down and grabbed a hold of his head and tried to push him away. But he kept on licking and sucking until her body convulsed and she came with a screaming orgasm onto his face.

The young dark haired man leaned back and looked up, letting her enjoy her orgasm and allowing her muscles to relax. But the second he felt her return to normal, he pushed in his right index finger deep inside her pussy. He pushed it in and out at a swift pace causing her to gasp loudly and her head to fall back smacking into the wall. He then pushed in the middle finger as well, opening her pussy up even wider. She cursed repeatedly as she once again tried to push him away, the intense feeling of pleasure too much for her to handle. For added pleasure, he leaned in and licked her clit gently with his tongue. His tongue and hands moved at a rhythmic motion together touching every sensitive part in and out of her pussy. Jamie grabbed onto the sides of his head again with both hands and tried to hang on for dear life, lifting her other leg onto his other shoulder, so that her whole body was sitting on top of his broad shoulders.