After a couple of days I had free time and I decided to spend it on going to the store, namely, to study it more.
First of all, I went to the bathroom, washed it and removed the excess hair.

Glancing at the thermometer and realizing that the weather was acceptable, she began to dress:

First, put on black thongs and sat down to pull the same stockings.
I put on a skirt just above my knees and, turning in front of the mirror, found out that no matter how I bent over, the edge of the stockings is not visible.
Then came the turn of the blouse. After a long selection, it was decided not to wear it, but leave one jacket. The papillae stood out beneath her, but the halo, unlike the blouse, did not show through.
I decided to complete the outfit with ankle boots and a cream coat.
I went through the bag last night, the decision to unload it and free up more space came of itself. Therefore, I stopped only on the most necessary: ​​gaskets and panties, pantyhose and bra just in case, the phone, external battery and wire, wallet also went there, and at the last moment I reported on a cork in a soft case and wet wipes.
It's time to go out.

In the corridor mirror, I looked pretty decent, I was betrayed only reddened cheeks.

The most difficult thing was to go beyond the threshold and not to abandon this bad undertaking. I held the pen for more than a minute, while all the excitement was rolling, although I had not even crossed the threshold. Gathering my will into a fist, I pressed the handle and went out into the porch. He lived his life: someone bored something from above, a dog barked from below and the elevator went up and down.

I got to the elevator and pressed a button.
The elevator had to wait not long. He stopped at my floor and our neighbor came out of it. His eyes held on my legs no more than a second. The elevator was still a girl a little older than me, she looked into the phone and did not pay any attention to me.
I went into the elevator.
The girl pressed the button and we went ...
Up...

Four floors above mine, she went out and I was left alone.
The doors closed, but the elevator did not go anywhere else.
I admired myself in the mirror.
Unzipped the cloak.
I rumpled my chest.
I wanted to raise my skirt and play here already. But I stopped myself if I ended here on this and my adventure ends.
I did not fasten my cloak and pressed the button of the first floor.
I wanted to get to the ground floor in this form, but the elevator stopped ... on my floor, and I smelled before they even opened.
No one ...

Adrenaline just pecked, I wanted more. I opened the bag, took out the cork and put it in my mouth. The doors began to close, but I did not allow them.
She stood in the doorway, turned her ass to the mirror, pulled up her raincoat and skirt, pushed the thong back and left the cork in the ass. Part of the saliva from the tube fell on the floor of the elevator. I brought it out five times, adjusted her clothes and only then went down.
To be honest it was a lot easier than I imagined.
I was walking down the street and was burning with desire, but passersby did not pay any attention to me, so when I approached the shopping center I completely relaxed.