Chapter 65
At The Mall
Well gentlemen, I'm back and have I been up to no good! For those of you who know me I want answer that question. For you guys who don't know me I'm Marca, 34 years old long haired brunette, married with no children. At 5' 10", 140# with a body of 40DD X 23 X 38 and I was a model before I was a Mrs. (see Ch. 1) and I'm the biggest flirt and tease to ever walk the malls. I was put on earth for many reasons. So let me count just a few of the ways:
1) Spend my husband's money. President said we all should do our part to help out during these trying times, so I'm helping by spending his money at the malls. I married a man who is much older than me, some 20's plus, almost as old as my father. Yep he has money. Mother god rest her told me once ... 'Marca its just as easy to love a rich man as it is to love a poor man ...' Most of those poor guys are young and hung ... damn it!
2) I like to tease men and boys, so I dress to flirt. That is the model in me always being on, being an Exhibitionist Today I let the top two buttons on my dress open and I had a lot of cleavage showing when I took off my coat. My nipples were poking through my thin silk material of my dress and it hugged me tight.
3) I enjoy having a good time, I was a party girl before I was married and I slip back into being a wild thing when I get horny. My poor hubby at his age can't keep up with my needs in the bedroom and after a few months of married life, I knew I had to look elsewhere to get my needs taken care of. This is his second marriage, my first, we been married little over 4 years.
I can give you many more reason's, but let me give you an idea of what I do when I get in a wild horny way. Let me tell you about my trip to the mall right before Xmas.
I had been putting in a hard day at the mall. I stop to have a late lunch at one of the sidewalks cafΓ© just across from Penny's. I had there lunch before and they always had a nice light lunch. I had on a long leather black coat with a fur collar, 4" Black leather heel boots that came up just below my knees. Today I wore no pantyhose and a very, very short dress. When I sat down I had to remember to cross my legs otherwise my thong would show and the sweet spot was open for all to see because the dress was just too short.
I found myself facing two other tables and a gentleman in a business suite were facing in my direction, they were at separate tables, but next to each other. I looked across at the two tables and noticed each of the men glanced over at me and stopped what they were doing when they saw me remove my coat and hang it over the back of my chair. I made sure that I took my time and did it very slowly knowing they were checking out my big jugs. I crossed my long legs and the short dress hiked up almost to my thighs. I grinned to myself as I knew they were watching and slowly uncrossed my legs, leaving them open just long enough for them to see what they were looking for. With the thong on they could not see anything, but men still want to look and dream about what if! No one could see what I was doing unless they were setting at either of those two tables.
The table cloth on my table hung down on the sides so that my legs were not seen by anyone passing to my side. But the end where the two guys were looking at me the cloth had slipped up and allowed a perfect view of my lower body that was facing in their direction. They tried to look away but their eyes kept coming back for a peek and every time I uncrossed my legs two sets of eyes were glued to my crotch, as I eased my legs open a little bit more. I acted as if I were reading the menu that was lying on the table in front of me. Then I reached down under the table with my hand and rubbed my leg with two of my finger and brought my hand smoothly up higher on my leg right up to the hem of my dress. I could see them out of the corner of my eye.
Each of the guys was staring unashamed now, and I noticed that each began to pull and push their cocks around in order to get more comfortable and try and keep it from showing by using the napkin to cover the huge bulge in their pants. I had been looking down at the menu and would glance out toward the busy mall only to get a quick peek at them. This time when I lowered my head back to the menu I ran my hand higher on my leg. Pushing my dress up to where they got a good shot of my thong covered crouch. I rubbed that spot with the two fingers. I could look to my left and see the reflection in the cafΓ© glass of the two guys looking at me and I could watch them as I played with my leg just a few inches from my pussy and they never knew I was watching them in the reflection of the glass.
Just before the waiter came to take my order, I looked around to see if anyone was looking, knowing they were, and I slipped one finger past my silk thong panties deep into my sopping wet pussy. I let out a gasp of air like I had just come up to breathe again and I smiled with half open eyes. Then I pulled it out and slowly oh so slowly brought it up to my mouth and licked, and sucked the moist finger. One guy drops his glass of water when he was trying to take a drink and the other one almost choked on what he was eating. Everyone in the place looked at them and looked to see what had happen and all I could do was try to keep from laughing as I covered my mouth with my napkin.
I guess I better not do that again or might have to put my arms around the guy with my tits in his back and give one of them the OLE fist in the belly when someone is chocking. I could set on his face and tell him to take a deep breath, if that don't make the boy spit up nothing will. After everything got back to normal, I noticed that they were watching me as I adjusted my dress, and covered my legs with my napkin. When my meal came I enjoyed a quite lunch and just to keep thing interesting I would slip my finger down to my legs and I knew they could see my thong/pussy and let them see a little bit of heaven or as some guys call it wild pussy. This was making me so hot and so wet that a lot of juice was running down the crack of my ass and I knew I was going to have a wet spot on the chair. Damn I was as turned on just knowing what I was doing to them and how I had affected the passion in these two men.
I tried to make lunch last as long as I could with my legs crossing and uncrossing whenever I could, without it looking too obvious as to what I was doing. I don't think they cared, they were enjoying the show. Then I noticed that one of the men said something to the other and they began to chat. It was obvious that they did not know each other but both had the same thing in common and that was me! I made lunch last as long as I could so I waved for the waiter to bring me the check. He came over to tell me that the two men across from me had picked up the tab and wanted me to join them for a drink in the bar at the hotel mall. Oh me ... Marca you can get in some big trouble...deep do-do this way. I have always been a tiger in bed; never seeming to get enough fucking. Lately, it's all I can do to get enough. It seems like the more cock I get, the more I want.
I looked up and smiled and nodded and gathered my things up and headed toward their table. They were nice looking older guys my husband age and you could see they were gentlemen. I was going to play this for all it was worth. They stood as I got to the table and introductions were made. Barry and Ed, both from some place a 1,000 miles from here and just in town for business and were going home in the morning. We went to the bar at the hotel and I had one more glass of wine while they went for the hard stuff, must be taking the rest of the day off. I sat with these two guys at a small corner table where no one could see us. Last thing I needed was to have a friend or a business associate of my husband see me with them. They seemed attractive enough, and certainly paid me a lot of attention to me, which I liked.
After about 45 minutes and one glass of wine as luck would have it I saw a guy come in who is a member of our club. You could see he was looking for someone and I quickly picked up one of my packages and tried to hide my face behind it. "Someone you know Marca?" "Yes friend of my husband, and I guess I better go I don't need to be trying to explain who you guys are and why I was here."
Barry put his hand on my leg and said lets go up to my room and we can have a party all afternoon, what do you say Ed? Ed looked at me and said I'll get her a good bottle of wine across the mall and meet you at your room in a few minutes what is the room number.
"You guys are going to continue to be gentleman, aren't you?"