The Exhibitionist/To the lingerie shop
From Create Your Own Story
Yes, this was perfect. The perfect place to go when you were running around without any sort of undergarments.
I walked in, and noticed that it was almost all women. It didn't surprise me much, but I wasn't sure if trying to find ways to show myself off to other women was the way to do it. It was not that I minded, but most women wouldn't be interested.
I checked a cute little see through teddy, holding it up to the mirror, when I noticed someone behind me, reflected back. I angled myself around until I could find the person, and noticed a man behind another woman. She talked to him as she went through the panties on the table, not even looking up at him, and I could see him watching me, alternating between the corner of his eye, when he spoke to what appeared to be girlfriend or wife, and looking directly at me.
I decided to see what I could do with him. It was not that I was into married men, or wanted to do anything with him really, but after the teen in the shoe store, it didn't feel as bad. Only a slight taboo, rather than a hardcore one.
I held the teddy against me, facing him, looking him right in the eye. He gave a thumbs up.
I asked the store attendee if I could try it on and was told no. "Sorry miss, for hygienic reasons, you cannot try on lingerie. It is against health and safety regulations."
I frowned, but said nothing. Instead, I went over and grabbed a bra, holding it against my shirt, pressing it tight so it cupped my breasts. He gave a big grin and another thumbs up.
Still not sure if the bra was quite right, and since it was just me and the guy, with his wife still going through all the different colors, I lifted my top and pushed the bra against my breasts. Yes, it is the right size, I thought to myself, as the man got an eyeful as his attention was on me completely.
For the next couple minutes, I tried different bras, pushing them against my breasts. I felt myself getting very excited. Push-ups and cupless, lacy and silky, invisible and strapless.
Me and the man's attention was so focused on each other that it must have tipped off his significant other, because one minute I was trying them on, enjoying the game and getting more than a bit wet, and the next instant my face was ringing where she slapped me.
"Fucking whore. Leave my husband alone." She growled as my face smarted.
Many things went through my head.
I am not a whore!
Fuck you bitch!
Fuck you frigid bitch.
If you paid more attention to him, maybe he wouldn't look at other women.
If you weren't such an ugly cunt, maybe he wouldn't look at other women.
I wasn't being fair to her, but I didn't care. However, all I ended up doing was rubbing my face and holding it all in. I wanted to slap her back, or yell at her, or something, but I just took it and glared at her as she left. The man followed her, and never even looked back at me.
My face hurting, and my self esteem deflated, I grabbed a couple things I had checked that I wanted, the see through teddy, one bra, paid for them, and left. The cashier stood there smirking at me, like I had got what was coming to me. I wanted to say a few choice things to her too, but I didn't. This was no longer exciting or naughty, now it was just embarrassing.
I took my stuff and left the mall, going back home. At least I had been able to get Victoria's Secret. Not something I could normally afford.
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