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Christmas At The Shopping Mall

CHRISTMAS AT THE SHOPPING MALL
A Highly Erotic, First Time Couple Fantasy
(Copyright 2006 by HotCNYFirstTimers)




Just Another Day?

It was a typical Saturday morning—up by seven, read the newspaper, drank some coffee, and dressed by eight. The moment we were dressed, Cindy got busy with her usual weekend chores while I checked the mail and paid bills on-line.
During one of her many trips into my home office, Cindy suggested that we should do a bit of Christmas shopping. She suggested we’d go to the Mall in the city and afterward enjoy a leisurely lunch. Sounded good to me.
As I worked on the bills, I noticed that every time Cindy would walk by me, she’d wink or lick her full lips or sway those luscious, inviting hips of hers. She was going out of her way to get close to me. Not that I’d kick a fuss about that.
I’m no expert about women, but I do know that most men are lost when it comes to understanding a woman’s moods or why they do what they do. My philosophy—just smile and nod approvingly. Most guys can’t differentiate between women’s moods any more than they can separate laundry successfully
In the car on our way to the Mall, I checked out my wife’s outfit. A very short black shiny leather skirt, which was much shorter than she normally wears. Black stockings. A white low-cut, tight, silky top, which couldn’t hide the sexy white lacy, push up bra. It was hard to keep my eyes off her cleavage. On top of that, her nipples were winking at me.
Cindy noticed me checking her out and pulled up her skirt. That was when I noticed her stockings, which had a fancy design embroidered at the top and a ruffled elastic band.
As she wiggled her skirt up even more, I caught a glimpse of her neatly trimmed light brown bush. What I wouldn’t give to stop the car and run my tongue along those inviting lips before plunging it into her silky vagina.
Our eyes met. She winked and tugged down her skirt. I groaned and she giggled.
We didn’t speak again during the rest of the drive. Instead we listened to a Christmas CD playing on the car’s stereo. My libido was working overtime because I keep thinking about my beautiful wife with no panties on. I’d asked her many times to go commando in public, but she always claimed that it just wasn’t sanitary.
The thought that I could finger her pussy anytime I wanted excited me. The front of my pants started to bulge, causing me to shift in my seat.


J.C. Penny’s

We parked in the Mall parking lot by JC Penny’s and went inside. Cindy went immediately to the lingerie section. As she usually does, she looked over everything and every detail, while I just stood around in the aisle, tapping my feet or idly walking between isles. Watching my wife shop was about as boring as counting pennies, but I knew enough not to say anything that might spoil her unusual and frisky mood.
At one point she held up a tiny (very skimpy and frilly) see thru white thong to her waist and said a little too loud (in her best sexy and naughty voice), “What do you think, Hun? Or, do you think it’s too much?” Then she slowly started to raise her short skirt up slightly, exposing her stocking tops with the ruffled elastic band on top and her bare flesh on top of it.
Cindy never wore Thongs. Never! She always said they made her feel like she had a Wedgie. Then she said innocently and sexily, while holding the sexy thong to her waist, “Do you think they will look good on, Hun?” I nervously looked around and saw an elderly man looking our way. The old guy looked like a deer caught in my car’s headlights. He was transfixed. His old fat wife was bending down, which wasn’t a pretty site before lunch, checking out some washing machine sized white cotton underwear on a lower shelf. I said to Cindy, “Careful…people may be watching.” She just smiled and winked naughtily at me.
I looked at my watch and started to pace a little more while Cindy continued to shop. I was happy when she finally said she was ready to checkout, because I was starting to get really hungry.

Indecision

After I paid for the purchases Cindy made, we slowly walked down to the Food Court in the center of the Mall, to decide what food to eat for lunch. During the walk, she unzipped her black waist length lambskin jacket. I noticed a few of the men looking a bit too long at Cindy and at her short black shinny leather skirt and cleavage showing top, (that one could clearly see through). Cindy never wore skirts that short before and I wasn’t exactly sure how I felt about it. On one hand I liked having Cindy looked at by the guys that way, but I wasn’t totally sure I was completely comfortable with this different feeling either. I decided to relax a bit and go with Cindy’s unusual mood.
It was the holiday season and The Mall was terribly crowded, especially the food court. It was so crowded that people were shoulder to shoulder. On a few occasions, I noticed a few men rubbing up to Cindy, with their crotch’s to her ass, as we passed through large crowds of people. Some even brushed their hands across her ass quickly and then apologized as if they had been bumped into her by the pressing holiday shoppers. Cindy, amazingly, acted as if nothing was out of the ordinary.
Every fast food joint had long lines and the aroma of all the different foods mingling in the air was not pleasant. Kids, more kids, old people, wanna be’s and grossly overweight people filled our vision. At one point Cindy said, “Doesn’t anybody dress up a little anymore?” I quickly replied, “Or bathe?” Our feet felt sticky on the floor.
After not making any decisions on what to eat, we decided to walk a bit more. When we left the Food Court it wasn’t as crowded, so Cindy decided to take off her leather jacket because she said it was too warm in here. Now, more so than before, Cindy was getting more stares, because of her short shinny black leather skirt and tight fitting, low cut silky top, (that one could clearly see through). The little points of her nipples were starting to pop through the thin material. I wondered how they could be getting hard, if she was warm and not cold?

Victoria’s Secret

We (Cindy) decided to walk to Kaufman’s to check out the perfume samples, but not before she was sidetracked into Victoria’s Secret on the way to look at more lingerie. I didn’t mind the sidetrack. In fact, I always enjoyed going into Victoria’s Secret. It must be a pre-requisite that all the salesladies must to be very hot looking. Most guys wouldn’t be caught dead in there alone. But, with your wife with you, it suddenly made it acceptable, and hot.
While we were in there, Cindy bent over way many too many times, while checking out the all sexy undies. Today, she seemed to be most interested in everything on the lower shelves. She would occasionally look over at me and wink. What a sexy site. One time, she bent over way too much and everything was exposed for all to see, …and did they ever see! Embarrassed, I looked around and everyone, women and men were looking at Cindy. Cindy acted as if nothing was up.
Finally, after another lingerie set was selected and some body lotion was picked out, we (me) purchased them. The attractive (beautifully dressed and smelling) mid thirties saleslady was overly polite to Cindy, while checking us out, (ignoring me completely). She kept telling Cindy how lovely the purchases would look on her. As we left, the sales lady winked at her and said, “Here’s my card, if you ever have any questions about your purchases, please call me.”

Kaufman’s

After we left Victoria’s Secret, I teasingly mentioned to Cindy that I thought that the saleswoman wanted her. She thought that was ridiculous and said that she was just being friendly and doing her job. Not wanting to press the issue and possibly spoil her rare mood of hers, I let it slide.
As we walked to Kaufman’s we passed the rip-off Santa and his Elves. (Can you believe it costs fifteen bucks to have your kid’s picture taken with him? Then, they try to sell you more Santa stuff. I guess that’s what Christmas has become.)
Cindy smiled at all the kids, their parents and Santa-taking in the whole Christmas spirit.
“How’s Ruby Tuesdays sound for lunch?” “That sounds great, but let’s shop for some perfume first, okay, Hun? If I’m going to look sexy for you in all these new undies that we (we?) just bought, I need to smell sexy too! Just imagine how nice I’ll look when you post the pictures we take of me in them on Adult Friend Finder.” Feeling slightly castrated by my prior words and under the influence of a growing hard on, I obediently followed her as my cock was slowly starting to get hard again.
While we were in Kaufman’s, smelling all the sample smells, we noticed a nice, attractive, in love looking couple, sampling all the perfumes also. They smiled at us and we smiled back at them. After awhile, the guy said told me that he was starving, but his wife wanted to shop for perfume. Pretty soon the ladies started chatting about their favorite perfumes and such. All during the conversation, I could see the other guy, trying his best to be nonchalant, checking my wife’s body out. I thought, “If he only knew that she didn’t have any Panties on.” Suddenly, I started to get another erection at the thought of my normally shy wife casually speaking to these people, while she had no panties on. This was so totally out of character for her. This definitely wasn’t my normally shy and conservative wife. The other guy’s wife was very attractive also and I couldn’t not stare on a few occasions also. Nice curves, tight clothes, large breasts, perfect hips, a beautiful face and very friendly! They seemed like a very nice couple and not stuck on themselves at all.
Finally, Cindy announced her perfume decision to the attractive sales lady. I told the guy, “Well, now maybe my wife will let me eat lunch?” He laughed and replied, “Hopefully, mine will too.” As Cindy was cashing out, she accidentally, (at least I think it was accidentally) dropped my American Express card on the floor by the cash register. She bent down to pick it up, giving this couple and the cute saleslady, a fantastic, from the rear, bare pussy shot. My erection suddenly and completely sprang to attention.

Santa

As we walked out of Kaufman’s, Cindy winked at me. I felt very uncomfortable walking as my growing erection was starting to get twisted up in my regular fit jeans. I again wondered what had come into my normally shy girl. But, I was having way too much fun with this to even think of uttering a word of protest.
As we walked by Santa and his Elves again, Cindy said, “Hun, I want to tell Santa what I want for Christmas and have my picture taken with him.” She answered my obvious frown with a cute, sexy, irresistibly sexy look, so I reluctantly said “Okay.” As we waited our turn in the long line, I felt completely foolish. Finally, when it was Cindy’s turn to see Santa, I paid the fifteen bucks to one of Santa’s cute lady Elf’s. Cindy walked up to Santa and sat on his big lap. Her short shinny black leather skirt was hiked up too far and everyone, including Santa, got a great view of her long sleek stockinged legs, the stocking tops and the bare skin on her legs above them. Santa said to Cindy, “Ho, Ho, Ho, young Lady! Now, what would we like for Christmas this year?” Cindy, while sensuously wiggling around on his lap, whispered something in his ear. Santa immediately got redder in the face and just said, “…Ho, …Ho, …Ho!”
Just then, one of Santa’s lady elves snapped the picture of them. Then, Cindy got off Santa’s lap and kissed him on the cheek. When we received the picture from the lady elf, she gave us a nasty look.

Ruby Tuesday’s

We walked the short distance to Ruby Tuesday’s for lunch. Finally! There was a long line of people waiting to be seated. We patiently waited our turn in line, as Cindy received looks from passing men. A few minutes later, that nice couple from Kaufman’s walked up to the line behind us and stood behind us. We said hello again and so did they. Surprisingly, they didn’t seem shocked by Cindy’s earlier behavior in Kaufman’s, in fact, they seemed overly pleasant to us. The guy said, “Looks like there’s a little wait.” I said, “Yes, but hopefully not for too long.” During the wait we, mostly the women, all chatted about shopping and such. The women seemed to get along, right away.
A few minutes later, we were told that there was a booth ready for us. As we were walking to our booth, we heard the person from the restaurant tell the nice couple we had been chatting with, that there would be a bit of a wait for another table for them. It was Christmas season and the Mall was unusually crowded and so was the restaurant. After we were seated, Cindy asked me if I would mind if we asked that nice couple to join us at our booth, so they don’t have to wait so long. I replied, “Okay.” I didn’t care, just as long as I get something to eat soon. Cindy walked back to the nice couple that were still waiting in line by the door and asked them if they would like to join us at our booth so they wouldn’t have to wait so long to eat. They thanked her and said yes.
Soon we were all sitting at the same table. They introduced themselves as Debbie and Paul and we introduced us as Cindy and Bob. We ordered wine and a few appetizers, before deciding on what to have for lunch. Because the restaurant was so busy, after the wine arrived, we didn’t see our waiter again for a long time.
In the mean time, we chatted with these lovely down to earth and attractive people. We enjoyed the carafe of wine in front of us. They seemed like a nice average couple. Just like us. Not pretentious or arrogant. Paul and I ate all the bread sticks in front of us. After awhile, the carafe of wine was empty. We flagged down a passing waitress and asked if we had been forgotten by our waiter. She apologized for the unusually long wait and said she would send him over with another, on the house, carafe of wine.
Soon, the wine and appetizers arrived to our table by our young, early twenties waiter and we quickly ordered our lunches, before he got away. All the while, I noticed Paul taking quick peeks at Cindy’s ample cleavage, which was clearly noticeable through the low cut top she was wearing. Her lacy push up bra seemed even more noticeable through the thin top’s material, especially in the over the table lighting. Her large nipples were becoming evidently hard again.
As Cindy was sitting at the table, because her skirt was so short and because of the way her legs were crossed, the very edge of the ruffled elastic band of her stocking tops just barely showed below the hem of her skirt. Paul had noticed that fact too. I also observed that Debbie had noticed Paul taking quick peeks at Cindy’s short skirt and the hem of her stockings, as well as her ample cleavage and nipples pointing throw her thin top. Debbie smiled at Paul, with a look showing she knew exactly what he was thinking. Instead of being upset, she seemed amused. I thought they were a pretty together couple. He’s checking out another woman, right in front of her and she’s cool with it. They must be pretty tight emotionally to do this without any jealousy. They must have a pretty strong relationship.
I’ll admit that I couldn’t help but take some passing, longer than usual glances at Debbie’s nicely shaped body also. Her clothes fit just right, in all the right places and her personality was desirously irresistible.
All the while, I kept thinking about Cindy not having any panties on. I knew Paul was looking at her crotch, whenever he thought nobody was looking, and I knew if Cindy turned just right, he may just see ‘everything’. My cock couldn’t help but grow even harder in my pants and soon it was twisting up in my undershorts again. The pressure was starting to become too uncomfortable to bear. Not wanting to adjust my shorts in front of this couple, I politely excused myself to go to the rest room and wash up before eating.
As I got up to leave, that unruly beast of mine, just bulged straight out of my jeans noticeably. It was one of those moments that every man dreads, when you know that everyone in the restaurant had noticed it, but nobody said a word, moments. Embarrassed, I walked quickly to the men’s room, while it just bulged out in front of my pants. Of course, the restroom was on the far side of the restaurant from our booth and I had to pass many tables and people before finally reaching the sanctuary of it.
Thankfully, no one was in there. I made some necessary adjustments to my boxers and jeans to relieve the uncomfortable pressure I felt. “…Aahhh!” Afterwards, I decided to wait a moment or two before going back to the booth, so my persistent and seemingly uncontrollable erection could subside a bit. I splashed some cold water on my face, hoping this may help alleviate my predicament.

* * * *

Meanwhile, at the Booth, right after Bob had left, Debbie said to Cindy matter of factly, “Is that boy always that excited girl?” Cindy laughed and replied, “Always!” Paul made a joke and said, “I hope it wasn’t me?” The women ignored his crude joke. Then Debbie said to Cindy, as she noticeably licked her gorgeous full lips, “He looks like a healthy boy too.” “Oh, he is, just let me tell you.” As Cindy talked exuberantly, she turned in her seat to face Debbie. When she did, her skirt moved up a little more and now the bare tops of her legs could be seen exposing the fact that she had on stockings and not pantyhose. Paul’s eyes stared a little too long at this wonderful site and Cindy clearly noticed his stare. Cindy said to Debbie, “I see Paul likes the ladies too.” Debbie casually replied, “He can’t help it. I guess it’s a guy thing, …he’s a naughty boy too. And, he’s not too subtle either, …are you Paul?” As Paul tried to think of something to witty to say, Bob came out of the Men’s Room.


* * * *

As I walked back to the booth I noticed, or at least it felt that way to me, everyone in the restaurant was staring at me. Some of the men had disgusted looks on their faces and some of the woman had amused smiles on their faces. I, acting paranoid, thought to myself, “Screw all of you! If you had two very good looking ladies at your table, with the way they’re dressed, you’d have a hard on too.”
Finally, I arrived back at the booth. I knew instantly by everyone’s look, that they had discussed my unexpected erection in my absence. I said defensively, “Hey, I’m a man and I’m human, …shit happens. I see a lot of stiff nipples here too.” Debbie quickly said, “Well, what do you expect after seeing that huge serpent of yours bulging out of your pants.” She also said, “Paul’s eyes are roaming too. He’s behaving like a naughty boy also.” Then, we just laughed and enjoyed the conversation, which was almost entirely about sexual innuendo at that point. We drank the wine as we all flirted.
By now, the second carafe of wine was gone and thankfully, at that moment, the young waiter arrived with our meals. The waiter causally glanced at Cindy’s long slender legs and the exposed stocking tops and her bare legs above them and then at her very short shinny black leather skirt hem and he smiled. Cindy, surprisingly, made no attempt to cover herself. I thought to myself, “Must be the wine. Alcohol always goes straight to her head.” Another carafe of wine was ordered and we all ate our meals in silence for a few minutes.
After awhile, the meals were finished and we were still drinking the wine and acting real flirty. By then, because Cindy had turned a lot in her seat and had uncrossed her legs while speaking to everyone, her skirt was hiked up even more and when she turned, just right, a few of those precious and beautiful, light brown pubic hairs stuck out from under her shinny black leather skirt. “What a sight!” Those beautiful long stockinged legs, the sexy embroidered design with the ruffled elastic band on top of her stockings, the bare flesh of her thighs, a few light brown pubic hairs and her shinny black leather skirt.
The, now nervous waiter came back to our booth. He picked up the table and kept nervously glancing at Cindy’s now exposed pussy hairs and nervously said, “...If, ttthat’s is all, …I’ll bring the check.” After he left, Cindy said, “He’s such a cute young thing, …isn’t he?” Debbie agreed. The men said nothing.
By then, Paul and me had huge erections and there was no concealing that fact at that point. Soon, ever so slowly I moved my hand over to Cindy’s lap, as so no one would notice, but they did. I slowly started to touch her there, while acting like nothing at all was up. Everyone at the booth knew exactly what was happening, but no one said a word about it. We just chatted and flirted. Soon, Paul had his hand on his lovely wife’s lap also. The ladies nipples were now noticeably popping out in the front of their tops, very conspicuously. But no one said anything about it. We just continued to chat and flirt among ourselves.
After a few minutes of this, everyone was getting pretty heated up. Debbie asked, “Where are you guys parked?” We said, “By Penny’s.” “We are too. Let’s get out of here, it’s tooo damn hot in here anyways.”
Just then the waiter came back to our booth with the check. Although he tried his best not to, he nervously glanced right at Cindy’s crotch again, while trying his best to be inconspicuous. I paid the entire check as Paul tried to argue to me about. At that point Cindy said to the waiter, “Because you have been such a good little boy, here’s a big tip for you.” She reached for her purse on the floor under the booth, and when she did her skirt hiked all the way up, giving him an incredible view of her magnificently exposed pussy.
He could clearly see her beautiful slender black stockinged legs, the sexy design embroidered on the top of the stockings and the ruffled elastic band on top of them, the bare flesh of her upper thighs and all of her silky, curly, light brown pubic hairs that surrounded her neatly trimmed silky pussy lips, that were now open and parted because of the way she was seated at the booth and then the hem on her short black shinny leather skirt above it.
Also, as Cindy bent down to reach for her purse, it exposed all of her large full breasts, showing her low cut, white, form fitting, silky top and her sexy white lacy push up bra. He clearly saw her now stiff large nipples through the thin top’s material and her fantastic cleavage. She pulled twenty five dollars out of her purse and handed it to the waiter, whose hand was obviously shaking a bit. He said, “Thhhank yyyou mmma’am!”
Then, the waiter quickly walked away from our booth. He accidentally bumped into the table next to our booth, knocking over a drink into a surprised old man’s lap. Then I noticed it was the same old guy from Penny’s who had the transfixed looked in his eyes. He also was looking at Cindy and he appeared to be on the verge of a heart attack. The waiter apologized quickly and half ran to the men’s room on the other side of the restaurant, as everyone in the place stared at the big bulge in the front of his pants.
We all laughed as we walked outside of Ruby Tuesday’s and back into the crowded shopping Mall. As we passed Santa and his Elves again, Santa said loudly to Cindy, “Ho, Ho, Ho, young lady! I certainly hope you get what you want for Christmas!” Paul and Debbie just looked at Cindy curiously. Cindy said to them, “I’ve been a very good girl this year, and Santa knows it.”

In The Parking Lot

As we all walked out of the Mall and into the parking lot, the northern mid December air felt quite cool and refreshing. Cindy and I followed Debbie and Paul. Cindy whispered to me very quietly, as so Paul and Debbie couldn’t hear, “What are we getting ourselves into?” I replied, “Do you want to leave, …Hun?” Cindy then said, “HELL NO!!!”
When we all arrived at Paul and Debbie’s car, no one said a word. They got into their car, as we just stood outside, having not been invited in. Inside the car, Paul and Debbie began to kiss each other passionately as if they were tasting each other, as we watched through their car window. Their passion quickly heated up. Soon, Paul had Debbie’s tight sexy jeans unbuttoned and unzipped. She had on the cutest and sexiest panties I had ever seen. (Or at least I thought so at that moment.) The crotch of her underwear appeared moist in the front of them. It wasn’t long before Paul had his hand underneath them and soon the cute panties and her tight fitting jeans were slipped down to her knees. Paul started to play with her wet pussy lips as she started to slowly gyrate her hips on his hand. We continued to watch them, transfixed. While standing outside their car, looking through their car window, like perverts, we unable to move or stop looking. Not that we would have, if we had wanted to.
Soon, Debbie had Paul’s pants down to his knees also and she slowly started to touch and stroke his big thick veined cock shaft and gently squeezed his huge hairy balls. His long thick cock was getting rather hard by then, (as was mine). Debbie looked at us outside the car window watching her and then she slowly lowered her mouth to his shaft as her eyes continued to gaze at upwards at us. Then she slowly started to lick the large plum sized head of Paul’s huge completely swollen member. His pre-cum slowly oozed from the tiny slit at the very tip of it as her experienced tongue slowly probed the tiny opening, capturing and savoring every drop of his precious nectar. It appeared to us that there was no way that huge thing of his could fit into her tiny mouth. (But, somehow, it did.)
By then, Paul’s fingers had easily entered her beautiful slick pussy and we could see her wet pubic curls around his submerged fingers that were slowly plunging and probing into her. Soon, Debbie was eagerly sucking Paul’s cock off franticly and he was really enjoying it, judging by the glazed look in his eyes. His cock was absolutely huge now and it looked fantastic in her pretty little mouth as she expertly sucked him off.
Paul was sitting behind the steering wheel and Debbie, seated in the front passenger seat, crouched over his lap with her beautiful long hair splayed all over his lap. As her head moved up and down, sometimes her head hit the steering wheel. We just stood there in the parking lot, looking in their car window, which was starting to steam up at that point. Paul pushed the window button and the window slowly came down so we could get an even better look at them. Then he pushed the seat button and his car seat moved backwards. Then, the steering wheel didn’t hit Debbie’s head as she moved it up and down and we got an even better view of this wonderful, highly erotic spectacle unfolding before us.
We couldn’t move our feet, as if they had become frozen to the parking lot surface. No one said a word. Soon Paul had two fingers easily sliding in and out of Debbie’s very wet pussy, pushing them roughly into her tight little opening, around her blond curls, as she pushed her hips against his hand, gyrating. Deeper and deeper his fingers penetrated. Debbie sucked harder on Paul’s now gigantic cock, taking it more and more deeply into her sweet greedy little mouth. Her mouth, lips and tongue expertly worked her magic, all around and up and down his huge veined and now glistening shaft.
The scene we were watching had us mesmerized. Suddenly, Debbie moved her mouth off of Paul’s cock for a quick breath of air and to look up at her watchers who were looking at her outside their car. At that very moment, we could tell that she was having a very powerful and intense orgasm. Her body and face twisted and contorted beautifully in sheer pleasure. It looked as if her pulsating pussy had swallowed up Paul’s fingers. Just then, Paul’s gigantic cock got even bigger and harder and then started to explode. Huge streams of his thick white cum erupted all over the dashboard, steering wheel and, of course, Debbie’s beautiful lips and face. She immediately put that spurting cock back into her pretty little mouth and sucked and licked it even harder. Paul’s body became ridged and we could see he had a dopey and glassy eyed look in his eyes and a crooked little smile on his thin lips. Then, he pushed four of his fingers deeply into Debbie’s now soaking wet pussy, up past his glistening knuckles, as they both intensely orgasmed.
For a few moments no one moved or said anything. As if we have all turned to stone. Then, after what seemed like an eternity, Paul and Debbie straightened up their clothing and themselves and tried to compose themselves as best as they could. We just stood there speechless. Then, Debbie quickly scribbled something on the back of an old cash register receipt and handed it to Paul. As Paul handed me the receipt, he said, “Thanks for a great time guys!” Then they just drove off, heading north, leaving us standing in the middle of the shopping Mall’s parking lot in front of JC Penny’s.
Although it was very cold outside there, we weren’t cold in the least! We weren’t anything. We looked like two zombies, standing alone in the middle of a crowded parking lot in the middle of the afternoon. We were just standing there all alone, not saying anything. Although it was an unusual site, no one seemed to notice us there. Everyone was busy with their own lives and with their Christmas thoughts. Probably contemplating their huge upcoming credit card bills in January.

The Ride Home

Finally, after what seemed like several minutes, we slowly started walking toward our car, looking around, not remembering exactly where we had parked it. We weren’t thinking clearly at that point, infact, we couldn’t think of anything at that point, other than what we had just witnessed. Neither of us said a word to each other. After finding our car, we drove off in another direction; east.
Several miles down the road, I finally looked at the tiny receipt that had something scribbled on the back by Debbie. On it was an e-mail address and a short message. I handed the receipt to Cindy for her to read.
Cindy read the scribbled words.
“If Cindy would like to suck Paul’s cock off too, while Bob and me watch, contact us!”
Neither of us said a single word to each other during the long drive home. The stereo in the car was off and the silence would have normally been unbearable, but neither of us seemed to notice the silence because we were both engrossed with our unbridled erotic thoughts. Our heads were full of the memory of the beautiful scene we had just witnessed.
Then, without saying a word, Cindy moved closer and started to snuggle up to me like an affectionate little kitten, as she does when she’s really hot. She slowly undid my pants while shyly looking me in the eye. She gently pulled my cock out of my now damp in front silky boxer shorts and jeans. On the way home in the car, she proceeded to give me a sinfully wonderful blowjob. The best one I had ever got by her. (Or at least it felt that way to me at that moment.) I played with her now soaking wet pussy, just like what we had just witnessed.
Then, I knew, at that very moment what Cindy was thinking. She was wishing it was Paul’s cock in her mouth, and strangely, I wished it were too. Suddenly, I realized that the thought of my sweet little Cindy, sucking Paul’s huge cock off excited me tremendously. But then, the thought of her eagerly wanting to suck Paul’s cock off was more than I could handle and I violently started to erupt in her sweet little mouth, as she greedily savored every drop.

Reflection

I knew that things had changed today between Cindy and me, and probably for forever. And, there was probably never any going back to our old sexual mentalities. What we had just witnessed was the fruition of what we had subconsciously fantasized about for many years. Having actually seen this couple involved in heated kinky lovemaking, making their passion much more intense-knowing that an unknown attractive couple were watching them and getting turned on by them, had awakened in us much stronger desires than our previous fantasizing had ever invoked. I knew then, there was no going back or putting this Jeannie back into its bottle with Cindy!
Even though I knew exactly well what my wife was thinking, right now, while she feverishly sucked my (Paul’s) rock hard cock off in the car on the way home from the shopping Mall, I loved her more now than ever before.
We had matured another step in our long sexual journey together. But this step was somehow completely different than previous ones, and we both knew that this unexpected step was a very big one for both of us. Because of today, I knew that tomorrow would be something completely new for both of us and the old sexual mentality of the past was gone forever!




Home

When we arrived home, we went straight to the bedroom and screwed each other, in every way imaginable to man or beast, several times, before finally calming down. After that, we got on our computer and sent our new friends a sexy, flirty and naughty e-mail, thanking them for a wonderful, enlightening and totally unexpected afternoon.


Do they all ever meet again? ...Well, that may be another story? But one thing is for sure, we’ll never have a casual trip to the shopping Mall,

…ever again,


…without thinking of that fantasy meeting with Paul & Debbie,


…and neither will you!

End of Story

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