My wife and I have, for a few years now, had this game where we dare each other to do sexually risky acts in public. Recently she had the idea that it would be funny for us each to masturbate while pretending to try on clothes at a local shopping mall. The thought that not only would there be other people around but the innocent shop assistants would be trying to help was just too much to resist.
The first unsuspecting shop was a major jeans retailer. My wife chose a pair of denim jeans and winked at me as the shop girl showed her to the change rooms. I stood outside and hoped that the bulge in my pants wouldn`t give the game away. I was a bit disappointed that the change room doors were almost full length with only a small gap at the top. I thought they offered far too much protection. After a minute went by and I knew that my wife would be well into the act, the friendly shop girl approached to ask if the jeans were the right size.
I think I actually blushed as I said that it was fine and my wife was
still deciding if she liked the style. The girl obviously didn`t notice
my red face and she went on her way. She returned a moment later with
two more pairs of jeans and called to my wife that maybe she would also
like to try them too. She draped them over the top of the door and
started to tell us about how faded jeans were popular now. I didn`t
know what to say. Here`s my wife, probably with her jeans around her
ankles getting herself off and I`m trying to distract an over
enthusiastic shop girl while hiding the fact that my cock was standing
to attention. My wife pulled the new jeans in to the room, said thanks
and the girl went to attend to another woman who had just walked into
the shop. A moment later my wife appeared, adjusting her belt and
straightening her shirt. Her face was a little pink and she had a sly
little smile that told me she was having fun. She handed the three
pairs of jeans to the shop girl saying they just weren`t right and took
my hand as we left. As soon as we were out of the shop, however, she
explained that the girl`s interruptions had distracted her and she
wasn`t able to come. She then pulled me into the next women`s clothes
shop we passed.
This was an upper class, designer type of shop and my wife quickly
pulled two shirts off the rack. This time the shop assistant was a much
more mature woman who smiled and pointed to the change cubicles which
were in full view of the shop, not even along a hallway. I was ready to
pull out of the dare when I saw that the doors were saloon style and
showed a person`s lower leg and, if they were tall enough, the top of
their head. My wife was determined, however, and told me to stay
nearby. She kissed me and closed the doors behind her. Even though this
was a risky dare, I think I was glad when I looked across to the shop
lady and saw that she was busy with some papers at the desk. I let a
moment pass before pretending to see how my wife was getting on with
the shirts. As I approached the cubicle I froze. She had taken her
jeans off completely and under the door I could see only one bare leg
from her knee down. She is not tall so I couldn`t see anything else.
Curiosity finally got the better of me and I just had to have a look
over the door. She had one foot on the seat and was leaning with her
back against the wall holding her shirt out of the way with one hand
while vigorously rubbing her clit with the other. When she saw me
peeking over the door she smiled and held up her right hand, showing me
how wet her middle finger was. She kept masturbating, closing her eyes
and biting her lower lip. As she came she lent forward a little,
holding her breath and pressing hard on her clit. This was some dare. I
casually walked around the shop for a minute until she appeared
carrying the shirts. She placed them on the counter and said she would
think about it. The funniest part of it all was when the lady then
thanked my wife for putting the shirts neatly back on their hangers.
My wife and I often enjoy masturbating together as I`m sure many
married couples do. And that`s a good thing. We see no reason why
masturbation can`t be part of a healthy, loving relationship -
especially when you dare your partner to do it in public. Yes, my turn
came soon enough but I`ll have to tell you about that another time.
by Lucky Pete
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