I handed over a number, an extra T-shirt and a dress to the consultant and proceeded to the cashier. When I was already paying for a t-shirt, this couple came out of the fitting and they stood in line with their purchases through a man from me. It was noticeable that the girl behaved somehow constrained and poorly responded to the remarks of her companion.

Her gaze lingered on the T-shirt that I had just handed to the seller, then I caught my eye on her and winked at her. She straightened her hair and covered part of her face with me.

I really liked the girl and I wanted to tease her even more, but there were a lot of strangers around and it would be rash.

I took the package from the hands of a saleswoman and left the store.

The next candidate for fitting was a store on the floor below, in which we were then with a friend.

Now I decided not to hurry and get a little used to the sensations of naked pussy under the skirt.

I went down to the entrance to the shopping center and ordered a latte. She faced the main entrance. Sipping my drink I greeted everyone entering from the street. The legs, I immediately parted shoulder-width apart.

It was nice and cool at the same time.

Nipples began to betray me, hardened and appeared bumps on the jacket.

My appearance attracted more attention. That guys, whose eyes hung at chest level, the girls, who paid attention to the bottom. Either they somehow noticed that I was wearing stockings, or they guessed that I didn’t have underwear at all.

I decided not to delay until the moment when there is a daredevil who decides to check it out and proceeded to the store on the second floor.

Running through the shelves, my choice was a black raincoat.

There was no desire to search for anything else.

Already receiving a ticket, I out of the corner of my eye saw the guy of that girl, I did not look at her myself, but went into the booth and pulled the curtain to the end.

Cloak lay on his naked body like a glove. The lining pleasantly cooled the skin. The belt emphasized my waist and chest.

Fully buttoned cloak on all five buttons did not give a single hint that there is nothing under it.

The top button was taller than the chest, and the bottom button was about pussy and it was safe to say that this cloak in this state would cover my nakedness even with a strong gust of wind.

I played a little for sure with the look of opening and buttoning individual buttons. As a result, I was pleased with him.

I even had the idea to test it and walk in this raincoat around the store, or just go to the consultant and ask for a fitting one more raincoat of the same size. At the same time decided to argue this pier a little crumpled. Maybe he would even decide to smooth it with his hands right on me.

Dreaming about what might happen, I put my blouse and blouse in a bag. His own raincoat did not fit there and had to be hung on his forearm as was his bag.

Spreading the curtain, I ran into a nose-to-nose girl from the past store. She was alone and did not take her eyes off me. I took her hand and pulled her into the booth. She didn’t really resist. Pulling the curtain closed, freeing my hands and sorting out the buttons, I pulled out my raincoat. I could only follow the change in her emotions at that moment when she saw that under the raincoat I have nothing.

- Like?

- Highly.

- Want to touch?

She nodded slightly.

I took her hand and laid myself on my chest. Her hand and eyes began to wander through my body.

- Can you turn around? I saw a cork in your ass.

I turned my back to her, spread my legs wider, leaned over, threw the bottom edge of the cloak over my back and put my hands on the wall. Turning my head to her, I saw her look full of lust.

- Do you want the same?

- I want the same.

And she pressed on my cork pushing it deeper into my ass.

I bit my lower lip and held back a moan.

Behind the screen heard footsteps. And a male voice asked:

- Zhen, are you here?

The girl pulled her hand away and was clearly nervous.

I turned and pressed my hand to her lips.

She leaned over to her ear and whispered:

- Your?

She just shook her head.

- Give me your phone.

I took her phone and dialed my number. I passed the dial tone and I dropped it.

It seems the guy is gone.

I returned the phone and kissed her neck, said quietly, “call me.”

Slapped her on the pope and pushed out of her dressing room.

At that moment I was flushed and happy.

Adventures for today is enough.

I dressed in the clothes that had been stuck in my bag, pulled on my skirt and sweater and, without taking anything extra, left the shopping center.

When I returned home, carrying bags with a new raincoat and a T-shirt in my hands, I could not let this girl go. I imagined how to persuade her to go with me, to carry things while I walked around the store in the same raincoat or even arrange a joint walk in the park.

I took out the phone and hammered it in as “Eugene is a lover of corkers”. Solved. It will not be felt until the evening - I'll call her back.