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For every reason I had to believe Sara would never do anything too wild with another man, especially a stranger, there was another reason to think that the possibility existed.

One day last summer we went on a shopping spree. It began as my way of trying to get her to dress a little more sexy. Sara, 32, works out religiously but never really dresses in a way that men would notice her petite, athletic figure. I thought that if I offered to buy her some new outfits, she might begin to get into dressing in a way that would turn some heads. I knew from her stories of her dance club days that she had the potential to be a mild exhibitionist, which turned me on just thinking about. Yet, in recent years, she had gotten more conservative.

Sara tried on shorter and shorter skirts at my urging. She was having a lot of fun. We took home four outfits and she wore one of them to dinner that night, a tan and black pleated skirt with a tight white sweater and little black boots. It was exciting just sitting there in the restaurant knowing that every time she shifted in her chair, some guy was catching a great view of her tan, muscular thighs and possibly more. The skirt was very short. As we left the restaurant, I noticed a little extra bounce in her walk. The strong drinks and the sexy dinner conversation certainly put Sara in the right sort of mood that night. I knew there were possibilities for us to have a lot more daring fun. It would have been nice to go to some crowded club or disco and watch her bathe in all the attention and possibly get groped a couple times, but we live in a relatively small conservative town and neither of us wanted to drive the 40 or 50 miles to get to such a night club. So we had to improvise. I thought it would be fun to just walk around a department store about a mile from the restaurant and see if she could get some attention there. I also knew the one thing that she did enjoy was blowing away some family men right in front of their fat, boring wives in this suburban hell. Cruel in on way; but certainly not unwelcomed by the victims. There was no better place to do that than at a trashy discount store where families prowled with their shopping carts looking for bargains. I suggested that it would be even more fun and daring if she removed her panties. Not only did she immediately remove them right there in the passenger seat of my car, she also took off her bra. Sara has fairly large tits and it was obvious through her sweater that they were unrestrained. Of course it wasn't so apparent that she had no panties on so as we walked through the store, I told her to bend over at a few strategic points. Again, she complied with enthusiasm. It was surprisingly difficult to turn these strangers' eyes from the merchandise or their wives at just the right time, but I think Sara flashed one guy at the correct moment and, from where I was standing, it appeared he not only saw a good portion of her uncovered ass, but also her plump, shaved pussy lips from behind.

We went home and barely made it inside the door before I was on my knees with my head up her skirt munching on her soaking twat as she leaned up against the wall. As I ate her, I made suggestions of how perhaps we should go out again and go a little further. I challenged her to let some stranger feel her pussy. With each dare, she became more aroused, grinding her butt into my face. I wasn't sure how far I could push it that night, but I knew this was the best opportunity I ever had to see Sara really fuck around with someone. I didn't want it to be too easy for her though, so we avoided the bar scene where it would have been no challenge for her to yank off some drunk. I wanted her to use her sex appeal and imagination to try to pull something off right in public, in an ordinarily mundane setting. We ended up back at the store.

Sara by far was the best looking woman in the place. And this time she wasn't going to let anyone she targeted not get a good view up her skirt. What I wasn't sure of was whether she could draw someone into touching her. The thought of someone feeling her ass or tits drove me wild. I told her to take it as far as she wanted and that I would remain close by. Other than that, there was no plan or rules. Sara paraded through the various departments looking for prey. She got someone's undivided attention in automotive. As this customer was standing there looking at spark plugs, he noticed my girlfriend crouched down about 10 feet away pretending to be reading the back of a package. I know his eyes were right up her skirt but there was nothing said between the two. As we roamed the store, I was excited as hell by the four or five guys who were probably rock hard looking at Sara's most private parts, but I was also beginning to think there was no chance of someone actually copping a feel off her. Sara, however, showed tremendous ingenuity and desire. At this point not only was she satisfying my fantasy, but also chasing her own. She found someone in the men's clothing area that she actually was attracted to in this sea of beer bellies. After a little eye contact between the two as I stood back, she motioned for me to meet her around the dressing room corner. Sara had already bent over giving this guy the full treatment. She told me that she was going to try and lure him into one of the stalls. This was it, I thought. I finally was going to have my fantasy fulfilled. Sara moved close to this tall, young gentleman. He in turn began making small talk with her. The clothing department was empty besides them and me an aisle over. The guy said he was going to try a pair of pants on and wondered if she would give him her opinion on how they looked when he got out. Sara, in a sexy tone that I could barely hear from where I was at, offered to go into the dressing room with him. The guy was pretty cool on the exterior, but must have been dying inside. He mentioned something about his wife meeting him there soon. Sara said: "This won't take long, and I doubt she'll come into a men's dressing room." And in they went. I followed quietly.

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"So what is it you want?" he whispered to her.

"I want you to touch me," she said.

"Is that why you're not wearing any underwear?"

I could only hear the subtle noises from their brief encounter. The rest was left to my imagination as Sara told me in detail their every move. He evidently moved his hands quickly from her long black hair to her firm ass, spreading her cheeks, then slid his hand onto her pussy as she raised one foot up onto the bench. He rubbed her vigorously while massaging her breasts with the other hand. First he inserted one finger, then two, then three. At that point I heard Sara gasp.

"I know he wanted to fuck me right then and there," she told me later.

"You wanted him inside you?" I asked as my heart raced.

"Yeah, I did," she said almost ashamed. "I told him no though. Then he went down on me. I couldn't believe it. Some other guy's head right in my crotch in a department store. I was watching us in the mirror, wondering if you were close by."

Sara tried to get the stranger off quickly with just a hand job. But he forced her head down onto him and she began sucking his cock. I could hear the slurping noises and knew what she was doing, which was far more than I ever would have thought possible. She finished him off with her hand and quickly left the room wiping the cum off her wrist. We practically ran from the store. When we got in the car she was out of breath. "I can't believe I did that," she said.