Author's note: First I would like to thank all the people who took the time to read my first story. I am not a professional writer. I write stories for my friends and for fun. I decided to post "The Rake" because of the response that I got from all of my friends. I am not by any means perfect nor would I think that I am a great writer. I consider this a process where through time I hope to become a better writer. Like all writers on Lit erotica I enjoy getting comments about my stories. I hope you enjoy this chapter.
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When Debra leaves the hotel she quickly makes a mental list of things to do and where she has to be. First she heads home for a quick shower. She has that smell of sex on her body and wants to be clean before she goes to the mall. She grabs a quick lunch and jumps in the car and is off to the mall. As she drives she makes a list of what she needs 1. A sexy skirt, 2. A blouse to go with the skirt, 3. Sexy heels, and 4. A pair of sexy stockings. Her thoughts are on how adventurous she has been and is looking foreword to doing more. She makes it to the mall and walks in looking for what she will need.
Debra goes through a couple of different stores before she finds a mid-thigh black skirt in her size that she thinks will look sexy. Debra looks around some more and finds a silky white blouse that will go with the skirt. She looks around and spots a clerk and asks, "can I try this on?"
"Sure, the changing rooms are right over there."
"Thanks." And walks towards the changing room.
She walks in the small room and closes the door. There's a wall-sized mirror on one side and a chair in the corner. She steps out of her shoes and unbuttons her jeans. They slide down her thighs and she catches a glance of herself in the mirror. She's wearing the red thong from the other night. She smiles and poses checking out her sexy ass as she turns around. She slides the new skirt up here thighs. It comes to mid-thigh and is shorter than anything she has ever worn. She turns to see how good her ass looks. The dress is tight enough so that it makes her look hot. She smiles and takes off her shirt and tries on the blouse. That too looks hot and they both give her a new look. She nods and removes both items. Debra stops and looks over her body in the mirror. She's only dressed in her panties and bra. Her mind wanders for a moment as she recalls the time spent with Jake in the hotel. Her hands begin to caress her body. Slowly touching her skin on her belly. Her hands begin to roam finding her breasts. She massages each of her breasts, still in the bra. Her nipples become hard as she remembers how Jake touched them. She begins to feel a little weak and sits in the chair. Her hands roam lower on her body, softly touching her belly, working slowly down to her panties. She caresses her pussy over her panties, rubbing lightly, feeling her lips through the fabric. She spreads her legs wide as her fingers work under the panties. Debra works a finger into her wet pussy and begins to moan; she closes her eyes as she embraces the moment. Then the door to the changing booth opens.
"Hi, I thought you might like to.... Oh! So that's why you're still in here!"
Debra's eye's open wide in fright and she pulls her hand out from under her panties and starts to scramble for her clothes.
"Hey! It's OK! Don't worry, I won't tell anyone. You, ah, look like you were in the moment. Was it a good daydream?"
"I'm sooo sorry! I'll just get dressed and check out now."
The clerk walks behind Debra and places her hands on Debra's shoulders.
"Relax. Were you thinking about a guy? I could tell you were turned on."
The clerk starts to rub Debra's shoulders giving her a massage. Debra doesn't move for a moment. Then she physically relaxes.
"Yea, that's it. Relax. Go back to your daydream. It's ok. Is this guy hot? Did he really turn you on."
"Yesss, he's sooo hot!" Debra answers.
"Close your eyes. Use your hands and imagine him touching you."
Debra's hands slowly slide down her belly to her panties. Her fingers work themselves under the elastic and begin to rub her pussy lips. She spreads her legs so that her pussy is easier to rub. The clerk keeps massaging her shoulders as she's doing this.
"That feels good doesn't it? Is your pussy getting wet?"
"Yessss." Debra says, as she rubs a little harder.