"Shop Till You Drop"

Laura kissed her husband on the lips and watched as he turned, picked up
his carry-on bag, and headed down the tunnel to the waiting plane. She
still couldn’t believe that he was going to Florida, in January, and
leaving her in Minne-fucking-apolis. In prior years, she’d gone with him to
his partners meetings. But not this year. In the interest of cost savings
and efficiency, this year spouses weren’t permitted.

She watched as he disappeared from sight, then she turned and headed back
to the main concourse. It wasn’t fair, she thought. The spouses had to put
up with the long hours, had to entertain the clients, and had to be the
perfect company wives. And then they get left behind, in January, in
Minne-fucking-apolis. It just wasn’t fair!

Laura Sanderson was a 34 year old home-maker. She’d given up a promising
career of her own to follow her husband from Phoenix to Minneapolis. Where
once her life had been full of meetings and deadlines, now it was full of
empty time, empty time she tried to fill while she waited for her husband.

And she’d been so looking forward to this trip. She’d even bought a new
bikini especially for the occasion. And what a bikini it was, what there
was of it. Not many women her age could wear such a skimpy garment. But she
could. Her blonde hair, 5’9”frame and 37C, 25, 36 measurements still looked
awesome in a bikini. To bad she wouldn’t get to flaunt it for her husband,
she thought wistfully.

Oh well, she thought. When things look their bleakest, it’s time to shop!
And being only 2:00 PM on Saturday, she still had plenty of time.

* * *

That was sure a waste of time, she thought as she pulled out of the mall
parking lot. Over two hours of shopping and nothing to show for it. Could
it be that she was losing her touch? Oh, well. If she hurried, she could
still make it to Beverly’s before they closed.

Beverly’s was a small women’s store in a strip mall on the way home. It was
very pricy, and naturally, one of her favorite shops. It was quarter to six
when she pulled into the parking lot. She knew it was almost closing time,
but she was such a good customer that Bev never hesitated to stick around
to see that she was satisfied.

“Can I help you?” the young woman asked Laura as she entered the store.

“No thanks,” she said. “I usually deal with Beverly.”

“I’m sorry,” the lady responded. “Bev’s not in today. My name’s Candy. Is
there anything I can help with?”

Laura hesitated, looking over the young lady. She was in her early 20’s,
probably 22 or 23, and about 5’7” tall with strawberry blonde hair. Her
slightly small breasts were more than offset by her long, slender legs and
firm buttocks. And, she was exquisitely dressed.

“Maybe,” Laura replied. “Let me browse a bit. I haven’t seen you before.
Are you new?”

“Yep,” she answered. “I started a couple weeks ago. I’m in my last semester
at the university, so I only work a couple of days a week.”

“I see. Well, let me look around a bit. I’ll call you if I have any
questions.”

“We close in a few minutes,” Candy said, “but I’m in no hurry to be
anywhere, so take all the time you need.”

“Thanks,” Laura said as the young woman walked away. She seemed nice
enough, but there was something about her, Laura thought. Something she
couldn’t quite put a finger on. Oh well, she thought as she returned to her
browsing.

* * *

Laura was looking at sweaters when Candy returned. “The store’s all locked
up,” she smiled. “I’m completely at your disposal. Is there anything in
particular you’re looking for?”

“Well,” Laura began. “What I’m really looking for is something sexy,
something a little risqué.”

“Okay,” Candy smiled. “Just how sexy do you want to get? You have the looks
and the body for almost anything we have.”

Laura blushed at the unexpected compliment. “I don’t know,” she confessed.
“Why don’t we start out with something not overly risqué and go from
there.”

Candy started by showing her a silky black dress with spaghetti straps,
that hung to just above her knees, and showed very little cleavage. “How
about this one?” Candy asked.

“It looks kind of plain, don’t you think?” Laura responded.

“I don’t know,” Candy replied. “Sometimes the simplest things are the
sexiest.”

“Okay. I’ll try it.” Laura took the dress and headed to the changing room.

Once inside, Laura hung the dress on a hook and quickly removed her shirt
and pants, laying them neatly on the bench. She looked at her reflection in
the mirror. Well, I can’t wear this bra with that dress, she thought. She
removed her bra and set it next to the rest of her clothes and slipped into
the dress.

Laura looked at her reflection in the mirror. Candy was right, she
admitted. The dress looked good on her. Very good in fact. She stepped out
of the changing room.

“What do you think?” she asked the sales girl.

“Step over here in the light, Laura,” she responded. After she’d done as
directed, Candy looked at her closely, before moving around behind her. She
reached out and touched each hip with her hands, running them gently
downward to smooth out the fabric. She repeated the motion with one hand on
the woman’s ass, and returned to her front.

Once in front, she reached out to smooth the fabric along the sides,
inadvertently brushing the side of Laura’s breasts. “It’s perfect,” she
announced finally. “And your breasts fill it out beautifully even without a
bra.”

Laura blushed at the compliment. But it’s true, she thought. The way the
garment clung to her figure was quite sexy. And Laura had always liked
getting compliments on how she looked. Even from other women.

“I like it,” Laura said. “What else do you have?”

“Well, there’s one over here, that’s really risqué,” she replied, walking
to another rack. “You certainly have the body for it, but it’s certainly
not something you’d wear just any place.” She pulled a light brown
patterned dress off the rack and held it up. Laura’s eyes were immediately
drawn to the deep vee in the front.

“I don’t know,” she responded hesitantly. “That might be just a little bit
too much.”

“Try it anyway,” Candy smiled. “You never know. It might be just the thing
for one of those special, intimate encounters with your lover.” It seemed
to Laura that Candy was talking softer now, in an almost sensual manner.
And she began to wonder if the young woman was coming on to her. Maybe this
wasn’t such a hot idea, she thought.

But in spite of herself, she saw her hand reaching for the dress, and felt
herself moving back to the changing room.

Once inside, she hesitated, and took a deep breath. Surely she was
imagining things. She was just letting her imagination get carried away
because she already missed her husband.

She took another deep breath and changed from one dress to the other. She
looked at herself in the mirror. The dress was sleeveless, with a two inch
wide strap coming over her shoulders, widening on the sides as it wrapped
under her arms, while plunging way down to just above her belly button
before joining the material coming from the other shoulder. The downward
plunge left a very large portion of her cleavage exposed. It was nearly as
bad as her bikini, she thought. There was no way she could wear this dress
in public.

She stepped out of the changing room and over to Candy. “I could never wear
this,” she said.

But Candy was silent as she looked her over slowly, diligently.

Laura began feeling funny again, exposed, as the younger woman examined
her. She liked dressing sexy, and she liked people admiring her, but
somehow, this was different. She felt a certain helplessness before this
young woman. It was a feeling she wasn’t used to, one she didn’t know how
to deal with. So she stood there and let Candy examine her.

Candy walked around behind her and ran her hands down the sides of the
dress like before, only slower this time, and softer. She then ran her
hands over Laura’s buttocks, and Laura felt her body shiver at the tender
touch. “If hugs your sides beautifully,” Candy said at last, “and your ass.
It really shows off your curves.” While she spoke, she ran her hands gently
over Laura’s sides and buttocks for emphasis.

She moved back around in front of her. She reached out and pulled on the
dress just above Laura’s breasts. “It fits snugly enough that it won’t
inadvertently flop open,” she said. She then ran her hand lightly down the
woman’s chest and over the exposed portion of her bosom, sending goose
bumps over Laura’s body. “It does show a lot of your breast,” she said.
“But you shouldn’t be embarrassed about showing off this chest.”

Slowly, she raised her eyes from Laura’s chest to her eyes. “You can think
about it. I got one more for you to try,” she said as she took a red
garment off the rack. “Go try this one on.”

Laura was dazed, certain now that the young lady was coming on to her. And
confused by the signals her body was sending her. Hesitantly, she took the
dress and moved back to the changing room. Once inside she leaned against
the wall, took a deep breath, and tried to calm herself. She was a married
woman, and she wasn’t looking to have an affair. And certainly not with a
woman! But why was her body reacting this way? Why were her nipples so
erect, and why could she feel dampness in her panties? And why hadn’t she
left yet?

Laura made up her mind. She had to leave. And leave now. Quickly, she shed
the revealing dress and replaced it on the hanger. But when she turned to
grab her bra, she saw the red dress. It does look nice, she thought, as her
hand reached out for it. What the hell, she reconsidered. She’d try the
dress. If she liked it, she’d buy it. If not, she wouldn’t. Either way,
she’d just have to be firm with Candy and let her know that she wasn’t
interested.

She dressed quickly, stepped out of the changing room and moved to where
Candy waited.

“You look stunning,” Candy said quietly, almost whispering. And immediately
Laura sensed that she’d made a mistake. That she shouldn’t have tried on
the dress. That she should have left when her resolve was strong.

Candy circled Laura, checking her out from head to toe, front and back.
“Yes, it’s beautiful,” she said, “and so practical.”

“Practical?” Laura stuttered. “What makes it so practical?”

Candy stood to Laura’s right and placed her left hand on Laura’s shoulder,
sending shivers throughout her body. Laura stood still as a statue,
petrified about what was to come, yet unable to move, or utter a single
word of protest.

“I’m so glad you asked,” Candy finally answered. She slid her right hand
inside the top of the dress, grabbed Laura’s breast and squeezed it gently,
massaging it, pressing it into her chest. “For one thing, your boobs are
easily accessible to your lover,” she said, as she continued to squeeze
her.

Laura gasped and jumped slightly, closing her eyes and biting her lower
lip. Run, run, run, her mind was shouting at her. But her body wouldn’t
respond. She hadn’t felt this nervous since her first date, all those years
ago. And besides, what Candy was doing to her breast felt good. As a matter
of fact, it felt very good.

“You like it when your lover has easy access to your boobs, don’t you?”
Candy asked suggestively.

Laura felt herself weakening as she nodded her head yes, while the young
woman continued to fondle her breast. She heard moaning, and realized the
sounds were coming from her own mouth. And then she felt the hand withdraw
slowly, tracing its fingers lightly over her skin.

Unable to open her eyes, Laura felt Candy moving slowly around to her
front, grabbing the front slit of the dress and spreading it wide. The slit
ran all the way up to the two buttons that held the dress together, and
displayed all of her panties. “For another thing,” Candy said, “your lover
has easy access to your legs and pussy.” As she spoke, her right hand moved
deftly towards her pussy, until it cupped her mound through the damp
panties.

This time, Laura moaned loudly. She could feel herself teetering as the
hand gently massaged her womanhood. And she felt herself gyrating her hips
in rhythm to the motion of Candy’s hand.

Candy withdrew her right hand from Laura’s pussy and began easing both
hands towards the top of her panties. “Also, should you desire, your lover
could easily remove your panties, allowing for better access to your
dripping cunt.”

As Candy spoke, Laura stood by helplessly as she felt her panties gliding
slowly over her hips and down her legs. When her panties reached the floor,
Laura reacted automatically, raising first one foot, and then the other, as
Candy pulled her panties out from under the dress, held them before her
nose, and breathed in the scent of the aroused woman.

Setting aside the panties, Candy reinserted her right hand under the dress,
and slid it up to her pussy. She eased her fingers into Laura’s dripping
pussy, slowly easing the fingers in, and then out. As she continued to
stroke the aroused pussy, she felt Laura’s hands each grab a handful of her
hair, and felt her pushing her body harder onto the pulsating fingers.

“But perhaps the most practical aspect of this dress,” Candy continued, “is
that it is held together by only two buttons, thus making it very easy for
your lover to open you up completely. Like this,” she added quietly. Candy
reached up, quickly released the two buttons, and spread the dress open
wide, fully displaying Laura’s breasts, with their nipples sticking out
excitedly, her firm stomach, and her pussy, with their lips glistening with
dampness through her neatly trimmed bush.

Finally, Laura opened her eyes and looked down at her new lover. She
released her grip on Candy’s hair as she reached up and slid the dress off
her own shoulders and onto the floor. She stood before the younger woman,
completely naked now and completely under her spell. She could feel the
excitement building up inside her as she stood there, visibly shaking.

She gasped when Laura’s hands touched her belly, as they slid slowly up to
her breasts until they grabbed them, squeezing them while her mouth moved
to her tummy and planted sweet little kisses all over it.

And then Candy rose to her feet, wrapped her arms around her prey, and
engulfed her in her arms, lowering her lips until they smothered Laura’s.

Laura opened her mouth and eagerly accepted the attacking tongue, sending
her own tongue out to greet it. She felt her body melting into Candy’s,
knowing at last, that there was no turning back.

The kiss seemed to last forever as the two women eagerly explored each
others mouths. At long last, Candy broke the kiss and stepped back
slightly. Laura watched intently as Candy reached for the front of the
small jacket that covered her dress, pulled it open, and slid it off her
shoulders. She laid the garment neatly over a nearby rack and moved her
hands behind her back.

“No!” Laura said suddenly. They looked at each other for several moments,
before Laura finally spoke again. “Please, let me,” she said softly.

Candy smiled at her, reaching out to stroke her hair from her eyes. “Of
course,” she replied.

Laura moved behind her lover and lowered the zipper on her dress. She
opened the back, placed her hands on her lover’s neck, and eased the dress
off her shoulder, watching while it floated to the floor. She allowed her
eyes to feast on the back side of the young woman, on her matching black
bra and panties, and on the garter belt and black nylons. She stared
intently as Candy stepped out of the dress and turned to face her.

“It’s okay to touch me,” she said. “It’s okay to do anything you want to
me.”

Laura reached out and touched her bar enclosed breasts, tentatively at
first, then gradually gaining more confidence and squeezing them firmly.
She smiled as she heard Candy moan, and gained confidence in her pleasure.
She stepped closer, reached behind her back and released the clasps of the
bra, pulling it slowly forward and off her shoulders.

“They’re beautiful,” Laura said, looking at a woman’s tits sexually for the
first time in her life. “So beautiful.”

“I wish they were bigger,” Candy responded. “Like yours.”

“No, they’re perfect,” Laura said as she took each one in a hand, massaging
them into her chest. She leaned over slowly and took the excited nipples in
her mouth, sucked them, and raked her teeth lightly over them.

Laura stood up, turned Candy so she was facing a large seamstress’ table
and eased her towards it. Reaching the table, she slowly pushed her face
and chest down to the table, leaving her sweet fanny extended back towards
her. Laura began massaging the woman’s back gently. She moved slowly,
tenderly, making certain to cover every inch of her back, all the while
pressing her naked pussy into Candy’s scantily covered ass.

Then she lowered herself to her knees and slid the panties down her nylon
covered legs. She moved her attention to the garter straps and released
them from the nylons. She heard Candy moaning her encouragement as she
began sliding the garter belt over her hips and down her legs.

With each passing moment, and each moan of encouragement from Candy, Laura
gained more confidence, until now, at last, she felt like she was back in
control. And she liked being in control, she thought as she reached out for
the naked cheeks before her. Forcefully, she took each cheek in a hand and
squeezed, eliciting another moan of encouragement from Candy. She massaged
the cheeks anxiously, spreading them wide so her eyes could feast on the
pussy and dark hole before her.

She moved her hand between her legs, encouraging her to spread them wider.
Candy was only too willing to accommodate her.

She returned her hand to the bare buttocks, squeezing the tender cheeks as
she moved her mouth towards them. Softly, tenderly she planted little
kisses over each cheek, allowing her tongue to wander lightly over them.
She moved her mouth to the open pussy before her, kissing the swollen lips
before plunging her tongue into its depths.

“Oh, yes,” she heard Candy moan as she continued plunging into her wetness,
tasting pussy for the first time. She felt the young woman squirming on the
table, trying to push her womanhood onto Laura’s mouth as she moved her
right hand from her butt cheek, through her legs and onto her clit.

This time Candy gasped loudly and her body jumped. Laura continued working
her tongue into Candy’s cunt while one hand worked her love button and the
other massaged her buttocks. By now, her lover was thrashing her ass wildly
back at her, while loudly moaning sounds of encouragement.

Laura slid her tongue out of her pussy and up to her ass, circling the
forbidden hole with her tongue, before forcing it into the young woman’s
ass, all the while maintaining her assault on her clit. Almost immediately,
she felt convulsions shudder through Candy’s body. “Oh shit, I’m cuming!”
she heard her scream as her body shook upon the table.

With a final, massive shudder, Candy went limp on the table before her.
Laura withdrew her mouth and hands and stood up behind the panting woman.
Softly, she caressed her back, allowing her lover to gather herself.

After a bit, Candy pushed her chest up from the table and turned to face
Laura. She pulled the older woman to her and plunged her tongue deeply into
the waiting mouth. Slowly, the fires started to heat up again, until Candy
started turning Laura towards the table.

“No,” Laura said softly, yet firmly, instead pushing the young woman
towards the table, back first. “I’m not through with you yet.” She pushed
Candy’s back down onto the table while she lifted her legs from the floor
and swung them onto the table. She paused, looking down upon the young
woman, her would-be conqueror, now laid out on her back, waiting for
whatever Laura wanted next.

What Laura wanted next was to explore the young body before her. She
started with the nipples, hard and pointy, just begging to be toyed with,
or to be sucked. Gently at first, and then harder, she twirled the nipples
between her fingers. She pulled on them, and flicked them with her fingers,
as Candy squirmed easily on the table, looking up at her.

She lowered her mouth to one nipple, sucking on it, nibbling on it, and
washing it with her tongue, before moving to the other nipple and repeating
the process. She moved her mouth back to the first nipple while sliding her
right hand down to Candy’s anxious pussy, spread open in anticipation of
its arrival.

With her left hand, she squeezed Candy’s left breast hard, while she bit
down on the right nipple with her teeth and rammed her right hand into her
pussy. Candy screamed at the sudden, unexpected assault, her body jumping
on the table. “Oh yes,” she gasped. “Oh yes!”

Laura continued to ram her fingers into her pussy and viciously attack her
tits, and Candy continued to scream her encouragement. Soon, Laura felt the
orgasm shudder its way through Candy’s body as she squirmed and moaned
beneath her.

Without giving her any chance to recover, Laura quickly hopped up on the
table, straddled Candy’s head, grabbed her strawberry locks and pulled her
face up to her pussy. Still shaking from her orgasm, Candy nevertheless dug
her tongue deeply into the pro-offer pussy. Laura gasped as she arched her
back and pulled the face harder into her folds.

She moaned as Candy’s hands roamed up her sides, moving slowly towards the
big breasts dancing on her chest. She gasped when the hands took hold of
her tits, squeezing them hard, pressing them into her chest, and mauling
them, treating them just as roughly as Laura had treated Candy’s.

All the lust and passion that had been building for some time now, burst
suddenly and with almost no warning. Laura gasped, and her body momentarily
froze, as the orgasm hit. She pulled Candy into her womanhood with a
strength she didn’t know she had, as her body shook as wave after wave
crashed into her.

Finally, she felt a hand slapping lightly, but insistently, at her arm.
Shaking her head, she realized that she was still pulling Candy into her,
and released her, still sitting on her face. “Wow,” she heard Candy say
softly, as they both gasped for breath.

Laura looked down at her young lover and smiled. “You’re staying with me
tonight,” she said matter-of-factly. Candy just looked up at her and smiled.