Tequila really does make her clothes fall off!
(Part 2)
By: Jack
The Shoe Store
A couple of days after our first adventure, I thought about getting a hotel room at the beach (about an hour-and-a-half away from home). I debated whether or not to do it so soon after the initial encounter. When I suggested the idea to Tammy (my wife), her response was: “It might be good to do it now, since I still have the nerve…” So I went ahead and reserved the room. I took a vacation day on Friday, so that we would have plenty of time over the weekend. We made sure to pack the tequila, Midori, pineapple juice and Grenadine in our suitcase. (She loves the taste of a good Tequila Sunrise.) As soon as I got off of work on Thursday, we were on our way.
As soon as we got on the interstate I gave her some more stories (that I had printed out) for her to read. After a few miles, I looked at her and smiled. She immediately took the hint and began to remove her top and bra. (It is a great feeling to just reach over while driving and be able to feel her bare breast.) She hadn’t had anything to drink yet, so this whole idea was still a bit of a stretch for her. Most of the vehicles we passed were oblivious to the fact that there was a topless woman in the vehicle that was passing them; but every once in a while, someone would notice. It’s a great turn on for me to be able to show off Tammy’s body. It is a special treat to see the reaction of an unsuspecting man as he gets a glimpse of her nudity. We continued the drive as she read more of Holly’s stories, and we were both getting more turned on by the minute. Aside from that and a few double-takes from other drive rs, the drive was mostly uneventful.
When we arrived, we checked in and I couldn’t wait to get things started. After about 20 minutes in the room I noticed that she had finished her drink and I suggested that she make another one so we could go. I couldn’t believe it when she said: I don’t think I can do another one right now. This was my THIRD one.” We had been in the room less than 15 minutes and she had already consumed twice her limit. Three is normally all she can do without totally losing all sense of reality, but she had put two shots of tequila in each one. Then she announced to me that she did not eat lunch that day. OK, so you do the math on this one: nine ounces of tequila in her 115 pound body, within ten minutes (her tolerance is half that) and no food in her system; a recipe for disaster. I knew she would need some food quickly, or she would be too far out of it for the plan to work. We quickly went through the drive-up at Taco Bell and she wolfed down a burrito. (I didn’t want her to eat too much, because I wanted to order a pizza for delivery later that night…) We located the clearance rack at an Old Navy and found a VERY short skirt for around 10 bucks. I wasn’t too concerned about the skirt (as long as it was short) but she wanted to make sure she could wear it to the beach over her swimsuit. WHATEVER! Anyway, it was short enough that if she bent over, a spectator would get a nice view of her ass. It was also clingy enough so that when she walked she was getting stares from horny men as well as jealous wives. I loved it!
Next, we drove to a department store, and in the van, I told her to remove her panties. She did without hesitation and spread her legs for me to view. It was amazing. When she sat, the skirt rode up, so that nothing was left to the imagination; and now with her panties off, my imagination was running wild… She made another stipulation to the whole idea at this point. She told me that if there were no men in the ladies shoe department, she was not going to do it. I had no problem with that. We went into the store and I hung back about 100 feet from her watched as she browsed the shoes and to see who was working. It turned out that there were two women working the department that night, so I came up with an alternate plan.
We drove about a 20 minutes to the next closest mall and check out the department stores. It took about 30 seconds in the van before she hiked her skirt up and threw off her shirt and bra. The alcohol was really setting in by now. She was not shy about anything now, but she still did not want women looking at her The more men who saw her, the more turned on she became.
We got to the mall and I had to remind her to put her top back on. We walked into Dillard’s and went directly to the ladies shoe department; another bust. There were only two women working there. I was starting to think that this was not going to work out very well. We walked through the mall to Belk. As we were walking to the other store Tammy hit me with a dose of reality. She told me that we may have to postpone this part of our fun for another time. We got to the store and again, she went directly to the shoe department. I stayed back a good distance, so that I could see what was happening without being obvious. This time I saw a man in the shoe department. I started to get a little excited until I moved a little closer and realized that he was with his wife and he did not work there. Man, was I upset. No men in this shoe department either.
As we left the store back into the mall, we passed a Rack Room Shoes store. Tammy looked at me and saw my disappointment. She saw that there was an Asian man (who we later came to learn was named Steven) in the back section of the store, so without a pause, she walked into the store and up to him and began to ask if he had any black strappy shoes. He pointed to the next aisle and showed very little interest in her request. She would have none of this. She asked him if he could suggest something for her. He asked what her size was and found a pair. He handed her the box and she sat down to try them on. At first he stood to the side of her straightening the shelves while she tried the shoes on. She was being (purposefully) seductive as she placed the shoes on her feet. Once they were on, she asked him what he thought. As he looked at her feet, she was running her hands up and down her legs, to get his attention . And that she did!!! I stood behind her down the aisle looking at the men’s shoes (yeah, right!) I watched as he caught a glimpse of her very open, very bald, and very wet pussy. At first sight, he tried to act nonchalant. But soon his curiosity got the better of him and his staring became more obvious.
As Tammy continued to try on the shoes, Steven was making conversation as a guise to stay near her. He asked her if she had a hot date. I was snickering at his attempt at conversation. She was ignoring his stares and continued to spread her legs every few seconds to flash him and retain his interest in what awaited his view at the top of those gorgeous legs. He went to the back room to “try to find some more styles of shoes.” HA! I walked down the other aisle so that I could see what he was doing. He went into the employee restroom (the guy left the door open). He was staring in the mirror and adjusting his hair, etc. I watched as he took a deep breath like he was working up the nerve to put a move on her. He came out after about 30 seconds and I had already resumed my position on the aisle behind my wife. I as he came out he was facing her now wide open legs. He walked closer to her, but did not change his position to the side of her this time. He stood straight in front of her and had to “adjust himself.” He tried to make more conversation with her, but was showing signs of nervousness. He wasn’t sure how to approach the situation. After about 10 more minutes of fumbling over his words he excused himself and told her he would be “right back.” He started to walk toward the front of the store. As he passed me, he stopped to ask if there was anything he could help me find. It was all I could do not to laugh at that point. I just continued to look at the men’s shoes and assured him that I was fine.
He raced to the front of the store to find another male employee and let him know what was happening. This guy was a well built black man. I heard Steven say to the other employee: “Dude, this woman is, like, totally not wearing panties. You can see everything. They raced down the aisle toward her and as they were passing me I could hear Steven directing the other guy to go down the next aisle so he could come around and she wouldn’t suspect anything. I was laughing under my breath at their plans. All this time Tammy continued to shift her legs to the side to admire the shoes she was now wearing. As Steven got back to her he was again making feeble attempts at conversation. After a few seconds, the other guy shows himself around the corner. As soon as Tammy noticed him, she ran both hands down the insides of her legs, as if to see how the shoes looked. When I saw this guy’s reaction I had to turn away from th em because I could not control my reaction to his expression. As soon as he realized what he was seeing, he pulled his jaw up, stared for as long as she would let him, then he looked up at Steven. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen.
After toying with them for a several minutes, Tammy told Steven that she really liked the shoes but she would think about it, and maybe come back for them later. As she put the shoes back n the box, Steven literally ran past me to the front of the store again and stopped at the register; he did something there, but I couldn’t figure out what. As she passed me on her way out the store, I quietly told her to leave and go back towards the mall entrance where we came in. I continued to “browse” through the men’s shoes for a couple of minutes and watched as Steven stopped her on her way out. He said something to her that I could not understand, but I turned away so as not to seem too obvious. I turned back around after only a few seconds and she was gone, so it was time for my exit.
I left the store and started toward the mall entrance. I couldn’t see her. I wondered if she had just walked very quickly and had already turned the corner, so I went to the edge of the corridor and turned. She was not to be found. My mind started racing. I wondered if maybe Steven and this other guy had taken her to the back of the store. So I walked back in front of the shoe store to see what was happening. I saw Steven and the other guy in the back of the store laughing about what had just transpired. Steven noticed me looking at them and started to walk towards the front of the store. I walked back down the corridor and decided to call Tammy’s cell phone. After the fourth ring, it went to voice mail. I was starting to get VERY nervous. …more math for you: my DRUNK wife was somewhere in the mall AND in a very short skirt with no panties. I turned around toward the store again and noticed the Steven was going back into the store. I walked a few more steps and noticed Tammy’s hair through one of those kiosks in the center of the corridor. It seemed that in her “state of mind” she turned the wrong way out of the store and went into Belk, instead of the other direction. It took her a few minutes to realize that she was in the wrong place. I waited for her, so as not to let Steven know that he had been set up.
I ducked in the hallway which led to the mall restrooms and motioned for my wife to follow. She looked back over her shoulder to make sure no one saw her and followed me down the hallway. When we got to the restrooms, she told me something that made me laugh out loud. She said the as she was leaving the store, Steven had handed her a piece of paper and told her: “If your ‘hot date’ doesn’t work out, give me a call. I’d love to take you out sometime.” Then she said that when I called her, she didn’t answer her phone, because Steven had met her as she came out of Belk and told her that she needed to be careful, because he thought “that guy” (he pointed to me) “is following you.”
We laughed about the situation all the way back to the van. Once in the van, I didn’t even have to suggest anything, she had her skirt up and was topless almost immediately. . She was no longer just posing for truckers; she was waving at all of the men she saw, and TRYING to get their attention on her nakedness. After a few minutes I began to notice a few drops of moisture down below. It was a long reach across the minivan to her wet pussy, but it was worth the effort. I was not able to maneuver my hand to get more than one finger into her, but that was enough. I moistened my finger inside of her and was able to play with her clit. After a couple minutes of this, I brought my finger to my face and I could smell and to taste her sweetness. I am actually getting hard while just thinking about her erotic scent and flavor.
We got back to the hotel and I dared her to walk to the room topless. She had enough sense about her to realize that we wouldn’t have to pass any public areas, so she agreed. (we could walk into the side entrance of the hotel and get on the elevator, and get out near our room; not much of a challenge.) Things got funny at this point. I parked the van and she insisted that we were on the wrong side of the hotel. I drove all the way around the hotel to prove to her that she was mistaken, but she was sure that I was wrong. I finally said: “Ok, but wherever you say to park, you will have to walk all the way to the room from that point topless. She agreed and I was right! We went into the hotel and got on the elevator. When we go to the third floor, the doors opened and she said: “This doesn’t look familiar.” So I took her arm and began to slowly lead her (the long way around) back to our room. We paused on the wa y so I could get a couple of pictures of her with her shirt pulled up on my cell phone. No one saw us as we made our way back to the room, but it was a great turn on walking through the hotel with my wife wearing ONLY a short skirt and sandals.
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