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~Subject: Linda3.txt (3/9) mf wife show

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Linda and Bill go shopping for special clothes for her to wear when
she wants to show off. She gives some shows in the process and ends
the day in the shoe store.

This is an original story by Lingus. Comments and new story ideas
welcome by email. Part 3 of 9.

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Chapter 3: Linda Becomes a Showgirl

As we went down the elevator from Bob's room, I checked Linda's
appearance. She still looked very disheveled..pretty much like she
had just gotten out of bed. Actually she had never made it into
bed..just on top of it..but the effect on her appearance was still
the same.

"I feel like something is about to start dripping", Linda said.

I lifted up her skirt and ran my fingers through her very wet slit.
Sure enough. There seemed to be a large blob of cum about to drip
from her pussy lips.

"Better put on your panties", I said.

"Here?", Linda asked.

"Yes and put some kleenex in them too. Otherwise all the good stuff
is likely to run out and make a mess of your skirt and the car
seat."

She proceeded to retrieve her panties from her purse along with a
few kleenex and was just finishing pulling them on as the elevator
door opened. A guy who was waiting for the elevator got a good look
at her before her skirt fell into place.

"Do you need some help?", he asked.

I was a little startled by his bold approach and didn't respond
right away.

"I've just been helped quite well", Linda replied with a
mischievous grin.

"That she has", I added. "Too bad. You are just a little too late.
You would have really enjoyed it too."

"Well, how about sloppy seconds." He seemed to know that she had
just been fucked. The guy wouldn't give up easily, apparently
thinking (or hoping) that he might also get into the panties he had
just seen.

"She's already had two, so you would be third...a very, very sloppy
third", I said. I was quite surprised at the directness of this
conversation. I found myself getting more than a little excited
again, but I didn't know how Linda might feel about it.

"Want to do it again?" I asked her.

"I can't", she replied. "I am just too tired at the moment."

Her new fan wanted to continue the negotiation, but I put my arm
around her and guided her into the lobby and toward the door.

The guy followed for a couple of steps, but I turned and said
"Sorry, friend. You heard the lady. She is fucked out. Maybe
another time."

As we approached the car Linda said "You know, I kinda wish I had
taken that guy up on his offer. I am still very horny."

"Well, do you want to go back in and try to find him..or someone
else", I asked. "He's probably up in his room by now so we'd have
to knock on a lot of doors."

She giggled and said "Guess you're right. Oh, well. Will you take
care of me again when we get home?"

"You'd better count on it", I said. "I promised to clean up your
slutty cunt with my tongue and then I'm going to fill it up again."

When we got home we raced to the bedroom and Linda quickly pulled
off her blouse, skirt and panties, laid back on the bed and opened
her thighs. There before me was her now very gooey and still very
swollen, pink pussy.

"Since you never had any dinner, you'd better eat this", she said.
"I'll bet you are starving."

"You are right about that", I replied as I dove face first into her
pussy.

The hair around her pussy was well matted down from the cum that
had leaked out. The sensation of it as it got smeared onto my face
and into my beard was incredible. As I worked my way in with my
tongue I soon encountered the same taste and smell that I recalled
from her night out with Gary.

"You've been with another man again", I said gruffly.

"You're right..and he fucked me good", she said. "Real good, in
fact."

"And I'll bet you liked very minute of it", I mumbled as I began to
massage her clit with my tongue and lips.

"You're right again", she said. "Did you like it too?"

"Sweetheart, I loved it", I said. "In fact I can not remember ever
having been so turned on before. It was even better than I had
imagined."

"Good, cuz I think it could become a habit."

I knew that Linda had liked it because she is a sex machine, but I
was delighted to hear her admit it. I could only imagine what might
lie ahead but right now my task was at hand. I continued to eat her
until she came and then I proceeded to fill her quim with another
load of cum. She came again a couple of times before I was done. We
then collapsed on the spot.

Just before she fell asleep, Linda asked "Do you think I'm bad?"

"No, darling, I think you are the sexiest woman I have ever known",
I answered.

"Good", she said and fell asleep.

The next morning I slept in. I had fallen asleep immediately the
night before, but I awoke during the night and couldn't get the
vision of Linda getting fucked by Bob out of my mind. Finally I
dozed off again, but I was very tired. Linda, however, got up at
the crack of dawn. I heard her singing in the shower and as she put
on her makeup. This was very unusual for her. Normally she is quite
subdued in the morning. Today was different I soon found out
because she was on cloud nine thinking about the night before.

I finally got up and joined her in the kitchen for a cup of coffee.
She greeted my with a big kiss and grabbed my crotch. "Ready for
more fun, hubby?", she asked.

"Not just yet", I mumbled. "Are you?"

"Anytime..the sooner the better." She surprised me by her bold
turnaround on the subject.

"Do you mean that you are willing to go out and fuck another guy
while I watch?", I asked, somewhat surprised.

"Well, I must admit I had very serious reservations about it and
really didn't think I could ever go through with it, but I found
out last night that the attention of two men can certainly make a
woman feel wanted. Are you mad at me for that?"

"No, not at all. In fact I was extremely excited last night. I
couldn't sleep because I kept thinking about his cock going in and
out of your pussy. That was an incredible sight. I am glad you
liked it because I would certainly love to have it happen again...
the sooner the better."

I thought to myself that I was also glad that the reality turned
out to meet or beat expectations. I must admit to a slight fear
that I might get very upset when (or if) it ever really happened.
I had never dared to share this with Linda because I was certain it
would reinforce her reservations.

"What parts of last night did you enjoy the most?", I asked.

"Well, that's a hard question. I'm surprised at myself for the way
I let you and then Bob feel me up and show me off in the bar and I
am more surprised at the way I looked when we went through the
lobby and the way I talked to the guy we met as we left."

"Are you aware of how much of you could be seen and how much the
guy saw when the elevator opened?"

"I have a pretty good idea. Why did you let that happen? Doesn't it
bother you that other people saw me practically naked?"

"I loved it. In fact I have been trying to think of ways to get you
to let other men see you. That is almost as much of a turnon as it
is to see you get fucked."

I might as well confess that showing Linda off had been a fantasy
of mine even before I began to think about letting other men fuck
her. I read every letter or story I could find about women who like
to flash in various ways. I imagined a lot of scenarios of Linda
flashing shoe salesmen, etc., learning to sit and move so that she
would show off her panties (or more) at any given opportunity.
Perhaps this was the chance I had been looking for.

"Things really got started last night after you were a little
tipsy. How would you feel right now when you are very sober if you
thought some guy was able to look up your skirt and see your hot
wet pussy?"

"Well, I must admit that I still can't understand why a guy would
be interested in that, but knowing that he was looking at me does
excite me..yes, it excites me a lot."

"Would it excite you to see some guys nice big cock especially if
you are not sure that he knows it?"

"OK, I admit I like to see cocks..the bigger and the harder the
better. But I don't think a lot about it."

"If you are serious about letting men see you, let's go shopping
tomorrow afternoon and find you some clothes that will really put
you on display."

"I'd love to go shopping, but what sorts of things are you thinking
about?", Linda asked.

"How about a short skirt or one that zips or buttons so that it can
fall open easily", I suggested. "What can you think of?"

"That sounds good. Just so it isn't too short. You know I don't
like the way I look in real miniskirts."

"Well, I had something in mind that would at least cover the tops
of your stockings. After all, hose and a garter belt are required
wear. We should also get a really sheer blouse or something that
can be unbuttoned and will fall open easily so the guys can see
your great tits."

"I think I get the idea. How about panties? What should those be
like?"

"If you insist on wearing any, then they should be very sheer. You
know the kinds that I like to inspect. Except, most of the ones I
have seen aren't sheer enough in the crotch..where it counts.
Actually, I hope we can do this sometime with you wearing none at
all."

"Maybe", Linda said. "Maybe, but let's start with me wearing
something. OK?"

"Fine. I will still find it exciting knowing a man can see the
shadow of your beaver even if he can't see your sexy pussy lips."

This conversation set me to planning (scheming) our next move.
Linda is always interested in going shopping, especially for
clothes. Usually I don't go with her because there isn't much for
me to do while she carefully selects what she wants to get. I began
to think about how we could work a shopping trip into an
opportunity for showing her off. This would put a whole new
perspective into what is otherwise a time-consuming and expensive
exercise. I tried to recall all of those letters and stories I had
read about women and their husbands who were into this sort of
thing.

For the next twenty-four hours I couldn't get the idea of other men
seeing Linda's bare or nearly bare pussy out of my mind. We talked
several times about it and Linda was obviously as excited about it
as I was.

I was still half asleep Sunday morning when she startled me by
walking into the bedroom and asking "What do you think I should
wear on our trip?"

The fact that she was still so into the idea got my heart to
pumping and I woke up in a hurry.

"You still like the idea of showing off, or are you just interested
in a shopping trip?", I asked.

"Both", she replied, "and I've gotten so horny thinking about it
that you are going to have to help me cool down a little before I
do it myself."

With that she jumped up on the bed and swung one leg over my
shoulder and placed her hot wet pussy right in my face. I gladly
ate a satin mushroom for my breakfast and she soon swung around to
a 69 position and had a load of hot cum for hers.

Before we took our showers we went to her closet and began to
select her outfit for the day. We started with the skirt and
quickly agreed on a denim one that was almost knee length. The
blouse selection was more difficult because most of the blouses
that she had to wear with that skirt were colored and opaque. We
finally found a white one which I thought looked sexy on her even
though it was quite modest in style. It was sheer enough that
without a bra her nipples might be seen in just the right light.
This was fine, I thought, because we didn't want to be too overt in
her appearance this close to home.

For underwear we agreed on a very sheer lace bra and panty set
which had a garter belt to match. Linda wanted to wear a pair of
natural colored sheer hose, but I persuaded her to wear white ones
instead. I had discovered in watching a video that I had bought
from a guy who shot scenes up his wife's skirt, that light colored
hose made it easier to see what was partially hidden beneath a dark
colored skirt.

A couple of hours later, with butterflies in our stomachs, we were
both ready to go.

"Are you ready to give the men at the mall a hard time?", I asked.

"I'm ready. I hope they are."

We agreed on going to Woodfield mall because it is the largest in
the area and not too close to our home so we were less likely to
run into close friends or neighbors there..just in case. I also
remembered that they had a Fredrick's of Hollywood where we could
get Linda some crotchless panties to further enhance her show.

"Where do you think we should start?", I asked. "Do you want to
begin with the skirt and blouse or with some really revealing
undies?"

"Let's just go in and walk around a bit and see what we find",
Linda answered.

That's what we did. We entered the mall and started walking. We had
passed several stores when we came to the one I knew had the
perfect dressing rooms for giving a little show. This was one that
had curtains that closed rather loosely leaving large cracks to see
through. When closed casually the opening could be even bigger.

"Let's check in here", I suggested. "I'll bet we can find something
we will like here."

We went in and began to browse through the racks of women's
apparel. This store carried casual clothing that would usually not
be considered sexy. Nonetheless, we found a couple of skirts and
blouses that Linda liked and headed for the dressing room.

"This is where the show starts", I said. "When you go in, don't
close the curtain all the way. Leave plenty of room so that
wandering eyes can see in. OK?"

"OK", she agreed.

"Go in and strip down to your bra and panties, put on one of the
outfits and then come out."

Linda entered the booth and turned to pull the curtain closed. She
quickly realized that she had closed it too well, so she pulled it
back open again so that there was a gap of at least 4 inches.

"Perfect!", I thought.

I then moved further back across the store so that I could see into
the booth but was not in the way of anyone who might decide to take
a peek. I watched as Linda unbuttoned her skirt and quickly stepped
out of it. She hadn't worn a slip (they are prohibited under our
agreed dress code) so that the tops of her hose and her garters
could be seen. The blouse covered her panties. Then she slowly
unbuttoned her blouse as she looked up at me. I smiled at her and
gave her a thumbs-up.

Just as she removed her blouse, a guy walked past her booth..right
in front of it. He could have reached in and touched her if he had
chosen to do so. He must have seen something he liked out of the
corner of his eye because he quickly turned around and walked back
into the line of view, but several feet back from the booth. In
fact, he was just a few feet in front of me. I could see that Linda
was now wearing only her sexy undies, and she was taking her time
getting the new blouse ready to put on. Since she was facing us, we
could both plainly see her nipples and her beaver through the sheer
fabric of her bra and panties.

Linda looked up and smiled again. That confirmed my hope that she
knew she had an audience. I knew that her pussy must now be getting
pretty hot and wet (when isn't it?). She confirmed that suspicion
by reaching down and rubbing herself. I couldn't see the guy's face
or his crotch but I imagined that he must be getting an erection
just like I was. To make matters worse(?) Linda removed her bra. We
had agreed that she would do this so that we could see the real
effect of any sheer blouses that she tried on.

Linda then quickly went about putting on one of the outfits. She
then pulled open the curtain and headed directly toward the two of
us. The poor guy must have thought that she was coming after him,
because he proceeded to leave the store in a hurry.

"You put on a great show."

"Did you enjoy it?", she asked.

"You know it. In fact I am still hard," I replied.

"How about our friend? Did he appear to enjoy it?", I asked.

"He seemed to. He looked pretty hard too...and large."

"Too bad he didn't stay around. Maybe you could have helped him
relieve the problem", I suggested. "But I am sure there will be
plenty more chances."

The outfit that Linda had on was a simple white blouse that was
somewhat sheer and had no pockets. Pockets were a problem on many
blouses that otherwise would be great for showing off because
instead of one layer of cloth covering her braless nipples, there
were two. Delightfully this blouse let her light brown nipples show
but they were not too obvious unless you looked closely.

"The blouse is perfect", I said. "What do you think of it?"

"Do I show?", Linda asked.

"Yes."

"A lot?"

"No. I think it's just right."

"I better check in the mirror."

Linda moved across the store to a mirror and checked her
appearance. In the brighter light there her nipples were more
visible. I was afraid that she might feel too self-conscious when
she saw herself. She stood and looked for a minute or so turning
from side to side as she did.

"Do you like it?", she asked.

"I love it."

She continued to study her mirror image for another minute or two.
I was afraid that she was having second thoughts, but she finally
turned to me and said "I like it too. But let's keep my bra handy
in case I get cold feet. OK?"

"That's a good idea", I assured her.

"They're not very big are they?"

Linda often seemed dissatisfied with the size of her breasts. Since
I have never been a fan of large boobs, I found them just the right
size with a nice firm look (and feel) to them.

"You know that I think they are perfect."

The skirt that she had put on was knee-length and made of denim.
However, it buttoned down the front. Linda had buttoned it all the
way down.

"You must unbutton some of those buttons on your skirt", I advised.

She bent down and undid the lower two buttons. I would have liked
another one or two undone (there were five), but this was a start.
We then gathered up the outfit that she had worn to the mall and
went to the desk to pay the bill. It seemed that the salesgal who
took our money noticed Linda's breasts. She certainly stared hard
at her chest anyhow, but she didn't say anything and we were soon
out of there and on to the next part of our adventure.

As we passed a sitting area in the mall I stopped.

"Let's check out the total effect. Sit down here and face me while
I sit over there across from you. Then open your thighs and show me
your panties. If I get a good look, I'll give you a high-sign. If
I can't see well, I'll cover my eyes as a sign to open another
button. OK?"

"OK, but what if someone else is looking?"

"That's what we're here for isn't it?"

"Yes, I guess so, but if I feel uncomfortable I'll stop. OK?"

"Sure." I knew that Linda sometimes was reluctant to begin
something like this but once she got into it, she was hard to stop.

"Just try to look like you don't realize what is happening", I
said. "Look like you are preoccupied with something else."

Linda then sat down and I moved across the sitting area and sat
facing her. As soon as I was seated she opened her thighs. I
immediately could see the white crotch of her panties although I
couldn't really see the shadow of her beaver within. Figuring that
undoing another button would allow more light in I covered my eyes.
She looked around for a moment and then reached down and undid
another button. Perfect!

I gave her the "OK" sign. I could now see a shadow and from my
distance of about 10 feet it seemed like I could see a darker line
down the center of that shadow. I wondered if she were getting wet
already.

Suddenly Linda gave a little gasp and quickly closed her thighs. It
seems that a woman had come out of a nearby store and turned so
that she was facing directly at Linda. Linda's face turned bright
red. I looked around to see what was the cause of this and the
woman turned and walked away. I went over to Linda to reassure her.

"Don't worry", I said. "She may not have noticed. Anyhow, she
didn't appear too concerned about it. By the way, the view is
great. Are you getting excited? Your panties look a little damp."

"Yes, I think I am getting kinda wet", she answered. "I think I'll
need a good fuck when we are done with this."

"Well, I promise that you'll get one", I replied. "Now let's just
stay here for a bit until a guy or two get a thrill and then we'll
shop some more. If a guy does notice, start searching through your
shopping bag and pretend not to notice. I'll signal you if you
should stop. OK?"

I then returned to my place and Linda quickly resumed her pose. I
began to feel myself getting erect as I watched her and thought
about her effect on any passing men. It appeared that she was
getting more excited as well because the dark line on her panties
got more noticeable.

In just a few minutes I could see the reflections in a store window
of two high school boys approaching behind me. When they got a few
feet away they must have noticed because one said "John, look!"

"Wow, would you look at that!"

Linda began to fumble through the bag beside her. She seemed a
little nervous but she kept her thighs well enough apart so that
the view remained unobstructed.

"I'll bet she's a great fuck", one of the guys said in a loud
whisper.

"Do you think she wants it?", the other asked.

"I'll bet she does, but we better get outta here", the first
replied. "If she's still here later, maybe we can give her a shot."

With that the pair took off almost on the run and I moved over to
her side.

"Good show, sweetheart!"

"Do you think they enjoyed it?", Linda asked.

"Oh yes..for sure. Did you hear what they said?"

"Not really."

"Well, they speculated that you must be a great fuck and were
wondering if you wanted them to do it."

"I really am getting horney, but they were a little too young for
my taste."

"Let's move on. Your panties look like they are really soaked. How
about buying some new ones?"

We began to walk on down the mall. I was leading us toward the
"Frederick's of Hollywood" store wanting to buy Linda some
crotchless panties. As we walked we suddenly saw our young high
school guys headed toward us. They saw Linda too and were looking
her over from head to toe (mostly in between) as we passed.

"Hi guys", I said. Linda didn't speak nor did they.

When we got to "Frederick's" I turned us toward the door. Linda
noticed a sexy teddy in the window.

"That would be fun to show off in", she said. It was made of a
fishnet fabric and hid nothing.

"Agreed, but let's settle for some panties for the moment, OK?"

"Sure."

We found a rack of panties and I soon had a pair of white
crotchless panties in her size (5) in my hand.

"These look like the ticket to me. OK with you?"

Linda approved so we quickly paid for them and went out the door.
"Now you must get these put on."

"I'll go to the ladies' room and take care of it."

"No...I want you to change in public."

"I can't do that. I might be arrested."

"Not if we're careful. Come with me."

I headed for one of the large department stores in the mall. Once
there we went to the men's department and found the racks of suits
and sportcoats. We went to a remote corner of the department and
found a place where at least our lower bodies were obscured by the
racks.

"Change here."

Linda quickly looked around and realized that we were pretty much
alone in the corner. She quickly lifted her skirt and in one motion
pulled down her old panties and let them fall to her feet. I
removed the new ones from my pocket and clipped off the tag. Then
I handed them to her. Again she looked around and bent over to slip
them over her shoes. She then pulled them up and bent over to pick
up the old ones. Since she bent over facing away from my I reached
up under her skirt.

"Panty check", I said as I began to rub her crotch. My hand
immediately found the slit in the panties and moved into her slit.
Her pussy was soaked and dripping.

"This really needs some help, doesn't it?"

"It sure does..but not here, OK?"

"Sure. I wasn't planning on doing it myself anyhow..at least not
the first time."

"OH! What are you planning anyhow?"

"Wellllll," I teased. "There's only one thing left to complete a
new outfit. You need some shoes..right?"

"Right. Hmmm. Are you wanting to get me laid by a shoe salesman?"

"Now that's an interesting idea. Wonder why I didn't think of it?"

I held her old wet panties up to my nose and sniffed them quickly.
They certainly were filled with Linda's secret scent.

"Be careful. Someone might be watching."

"Ok..but let's go. It's getting late and the mall closes in less
than an hour."

We spent most of that time perusing the various shoe stores in the
mall. We kept finding the same problems. They either didn't seem to
have men as sales clerks or they were too busy. We did see two that
had young male clerks that Linda thought were cute, but there were
also female clerks in both stores. We had gone from one end of the
mall to the other and were almost ready to give up for the day. The
mall was due to close in only ten minutes.

"Let's try 'Keaton's' one more time. Maybe the coast will be clear
this time", I suggested.

"Good idea. That tall guy really did look interesting", Linda
replied.

We almost ran to the middle of the mall where this store was
located. As we walked in we noticed the guy Linda liked but we also
noticed the gal there too. Fortunately the man approached us and
offered to help.

"Yes, I need some black flats", Linda answered.

I can't imagine that the guy knew what was about to happen, but he
then turned to the woman clerk and said "Go ahead and leave. I'll
close up." What great luck.

Linda sat down and I sat in the next row facing her.

"What size do you need?", he asked.

"I'm never sure. I have some size 6 1/2 and some size 7", Linda
cleverly replied.

The guy then moved to do the obvious. As he knelt in front of her,
I watched Linda open her thighs and pull her skirt up slightly as
well. It seemed that she didn't want to take any chance that he
might not see her partially hidden charms. From my vantage point I
knew that the guy had a clear view of those new white crotchless
panties. While he and I watched Linda parted her thighs further so
that the opening in her panties was now wide enough to clearly
expose a very wet pink slit surrounded by light brown hair.

The clerk's gaze moved quickly back and forth from his sizing scale
to Linda's crotch.

"You need a 7," he said somewhat unsteadily. "I will get them and
while I'm up, I'd better close up if you don't mind."

"Sure. Go ahead," Linda replied. I started to speak but decided it
best not to remind him that I was there.

The salesman quickly moved to the front of the store and pulled
down the grill and locked it. He then went to the back store room.
In a few seconds he returned with a shoe box. It was quite obvious
that he also had an erection which he didn't seem concerned about
hiding. His tool appeared to me to be rather on the large side.
Linda must have noticed it too because I saw her eyes focus on it
as he walked up.

"These are your size," he said.

"I think I see something else my size too," Linda murmured.

"What was that?", he asked.

"I have to see that thing of yours", Linda said. "Can we go in
back?"

Now acting somewhat flustered the guy said "Sure, if that's what
you want...but is it OK with your husband?"

"If he didn't like it he wouldn't have made me come here", Linda
answered. "Let's go."

Within seconds they were in the back room with me a step behind
them. Quickly Linda was turned toward a desk and there she
instinctively bent over. He threw her skirt up over her back with
one hand while the other unzipped his pants. With no preliminaries
or delay, in seconds I watched his huge (8" he bragged) cock plunge
through the slit in her panties and deep into her cunt. He then
began pumping steadily into her. I noticed that she easily
accommodated the entire length of his weapon. She did make notice
of its size however.

"Oh my gawd. You are huge! Fuck me with that log. Fuck me hard!"

I moved to where I got a great view of her pussy being violated by
his post. Here for the second time this weekend I was seeing my
wife's cunt being plowed by a strange cock. This time was different
because we both were stone cold sober. It was also different
because the guy was so well hung and because we had gotten so
directly to the action.

On most occasions this doggy style had not been a good position for
us because Linda didn't seem to feel the action and therefore
couldn't cum. His size must have made this different because in
just a minute or so she began to moan. The moans got louder and
then she was silent. As I watched I realized that she was about to
cum. She stiffened and stopped rocking back against him.

She went rigid for a few seconds, but because he continued
hammering into her she soon resumed her pushing back at him. Now it
was his turn. I watched his hard cock carefully looking for signs
of it pumping cum into her. Just as I thought I saw the first pulse
shoot into her, he shoved forward as far into her as he could go
and stopped. I was certain that his cum must have been shooting
clear up into her throat.

His body went limp and he collapsed on top of her. Slowly he began
to recover and started to pull himself up. As he did so his semi-
hard cock slipped out of Linda's cunt and a large amount of cum
emerged and began to run down her slit.

I was about to suggest that Linda work on getting him ready for
another round when he said "Look, I hate to be a cad, but I have to
get out of here. Someone is waiting for me and may come by here
looking for me. You are a VERY sexy woman and I would love to do
more of this anytime."

"Oh, please do me once more." Linda sounded almost desperate in her
plea. "And I really want to suck that monster."

"Sorry, ma'am, I wish I could."

The fact that he called her "ma'am" struck me as very funny and I
realized that we had never even exchanged first names.

"Does this sort of thing happen to you often?", I asked.

"Not nearly often enough", he replied. "I must admit that this was
one of the best. You have one hot wife."

"Sweetheart, do you want those shoes?", I asked.

"Oh, sorry, I nearly forgot. Just take the shoes with my
compliments. Get your bags and I'll let you out the back. My wife
works in another store here, and she will be waiting for me out
front by now."

Linda still seemed somewhat in a daze. "Are we done already?", she
asked.

"Fraid so babe. Come on, let's go home 'cuz I want to finish this
as soon as possible", I answered.

We gathered up our stuff, put the new shoes in a bag and the guy
let us out the back.

"Do come back soon", he said. "I would love to have an encore of
this anytime. Maybe we could even find more time and a better place
to do it."

Fortunately the shoe store dock was on the same side of the mall as
our car so we didn't have far to walk. We rushed to the car and
within seconds Linda had another load of cum in her pussy. Then
with Linda's pussy leaking like a sieve we headed home so we could
do it again.

                              End - Chapter 3

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