“What the FUCK am I doing???” I ask myself for probably the tenth time, since coming into this shoe store, to find the perfect shoes for the dress I plan to wear for my twentieth anniversary party. Now, I am spreading my thighs suggestively, to give the handsome shoe salesman, a better glimpse under my skirt. “What the fuck is wrong with me???” Ever since that VERY large bulge in his pant started to grow and fill out down his leg, I have been acting like a bitch in heat.

I am not going to pretend to be modest. I am an attractive woman, and I have been all of my life. Even at 45, I still have most guys watching me as I enter a room. I am 5 foot 8 inches, taller in heels. I have legs that I am VERY proud of and an ass that is the product of years of running, balanced with yoga and just the right amount of strength training. My legs and butt ALWAYS get the attention, I enjoy. However, it is my tits, that usually steal the show. I am blessed to have a nice full, round, set of 36DD tits. I almost feel bad that my tits often cause guys to overlook how pretty I am, and how amazing my lush, wavy auburn hair is.

I have never lacked for male attention, female also, but that is a tale for another time. However, I met and married the prefect man, when I was 25, and I have never strayed once, in the soon to be twenty years, that we have been married. I say “perfect” man, but in all honesty, that is not entirely true. He is amazing, though. He is tall, muscular, handsome, he treats me like a queen, and did I mention that he is rich? The only thing keeping him from being perfect, is that I wish his cock was a bit bigger. It is not small. It is an adequate six inches or so, but is adequate really how a woman dreams of her sex life being?

Well, to balance out my husband’s adequate cock, I bought and use, probably WAY too much, a nine inch vibrating dildo. I guess I justify the “cheating” on my husband with my latex lover, by thinking that it vibrates, and that is something no man can do, so it is not really about the size ... is it? I don’t want to over think it. All I know is that my latex friend reaches places inside me that my husband can’t touch. If I am completely honest, I have to admit that I have fantasized about real men who can reach those places. However, I love my husband, so I keep those thoughts in the land of fantasy.

Unfortunately, right now, those thoughts are trying to break out of fantasyland, like a three strike felon, trying to break out of prison. As soon as I walked into the shoe store at the mall, I saw the way he was looking at me. I am used to getting that reaction, and I often use it to my advantage, to get WAY better service, than my less blessed women friends get. I would be lying if I said that I don’t enjoy every fucking second, that a guy is bending over backwards to impress me. I am also guilty of maybe giving them a little more hope, than there actually is, that they will get a chance to experience all that is ME. I also love the sensual experiences I get from a good cock teasing.

So, when the handsome salesman, offered to check my feet with the metal measuring thing, I agreed with a playful giggle. Of course I know my size. I am a grown ass woman, who has been buying shoes for a very long time. But there is something so sexy, about a man on his knees, with his hands on my stocking covered feet and calves ... and this guy REALLY knows how to touch a woman’s feet and calves. My GOD, the way he is moving his hands over the arches of my feet, and up my calves ... he is not quite stroking them, but he is soooo close to that line that I feel myself getting wet, just from this stimulation. Then, when he squeezes my calf ever so slightly, as he places my foot on the measuring thing ... WOW ... He sends an electric shock STRAIGHT up my leg, which explodes in my pussy.

Maybe it is my natural reaction to the unexpected stimulation, or maybe it is my little reward to him, for his skilled handling of my legs, I am not sure why, but I spread my legs slightly. I don’t spread them too much, but just enough that he notices, and appreciates the better view of my long sexy legs. I can tell that he noticed, because I see the already prominent bulge in his pants, start to grow.

I can’t look away from this growing bulge. I have seen MANY men get hard as I toyed with them, but this guy is different. Instead of bulging in the crotch of his pants, like most guys, his cock starts to thicken and grow down the leg of his pants. I stop myself from laughing, when the thought enters my head, that it looks like a snake inside his pants, pushing down his leg. I know I should look away, but I can’t. It just keeps growing. I am sure it will continue to slither down his leg and out the bottom of his pants. I immediately think of my large latex friend, and realize that this guy’s cock is even bigger than him. Before I can stop the thought, I wonder how a cock that large would feel touching those places deep inside me, that I yearn to have touched.

Without thinking, I spread my legs apart a little more. This time, I feel that my spreading thighs are starting to make my skirt slide up slightly. I also realize that I am tracing the fingers of my right hand, down my neck and along the neck line of my silk blouse. I love the feel of silk on my skin, I think, as I glide my fingers over the smooth material. I don’t realize that I am now tracing my fingers along my ample cleavage. If I could rip my eyes away from that big fucking cock, I would see the look of pure lust on his face, as he looks up at me, watching my fingers trace into the deep cleavage of my tits. I would have seen the shocked look on his face, as my fingers POP open the top button of my blouse. In fact, I don’t even realize that I am doing it.

I feel his fingers cup and squeeze my leg and calf more sensually. I realize that he is still holding my leg up, but the measuring thing is long forgotten. Now his other hand is stroking and massaging the sensitive arches of my feet. I suddenly wonder how long we have been like this. I also wonder why I have just spread my legs even further apart. I look down and see that my legs are not “spread suggestively” any more. They are full on, spread open in an inviting, “Hey sailor, this pussy is open for business,” kind of way.

I realize that I should SLAM my thighs shut, and let him know that “this pussy is NOT open for business”, but just then, he slides his hand ever so slowly and ever so sensually up to my knee, and then up my thigh. When I feel his hand touch my thigh, I GASP out loud, and I fail to stop the moan that follows it. He gives me one of those knowing grins, and SQUEEZES my upper thigh. When did his hand get all the way up THERE??? I wonder. At this same time, I also realize that he has leaned in, and is a lot closer to me, than a shoe salesman should be. In fact, I can feel his hot breath on my exposed cleavage.

I look down, to see that his face is now right in front of my big tits. I feel my trembling fingers POP open another button. I have GOT to stop those treacherous fingers. It is like they have a mind of their own. Now I feel them tracing over the silk edges of my blouse, pulling it open more, and giving the salesman a much better view of my full round tits. I glance down and realize that my white lace bra is now fully visible, as well as the swell of my breasts, as they spill out the top of the cups. I feel and see simultaneously, my nipples getting big and hard, pushing through my sheer bra VERY noticeably. I think to myself, that I should stop this RIGHT now. I should close my blouse, pull his hand from under my skirt, and get the fuck out of here. That is what I SHOULD do. It is NOT what I do.

As I am thinking that I should stop this, I suddenly feel his hand reach my pussy. I have many thoughts fly around my head, but they all seem to be less significant, than the intense wave of pleasure that starts in my pussy and explodes in my head. As my random thoughts start to make sense to my brain, one thought stands out. I find myself wondering, “Why the HELL did I wear pantyhose today???” I can feel his insistent fingers and palm pressing against my now VERY wet and VERY sensitive pussy, but the crotch of my pantyhose, is keeping him from getting any closer.

I am at a critical junction in my life. I have never seriously considered cheating before, but here I am resenting my pantyhose, for preventing this man’s fingers from getting better access to my needy pussy. He looks up at my face, to get some kind of sign, whether to stop or push forward. I am sure I have a confused and conflicted expression on my face. I am sure there is also a healthy does of desperation and need. The tie is broken, when I suddenly feel the biggest cock I have ever felt, press through his pants and against my knee and lower thigh. This opens the flood gates, emotionally, and in a VERY physical way also.

I look down to him and say in a shaky desperate voice, “Tear them ... just fucking rip my pantyhose ... PLEASE...”

As I wonder if he understands what I am saying, he TEARS the crotch of my pantyhose open. His strong hands rip the material open in a brutal, almost violent way. The sound and feel of the nylon ripping, accompanied by a sudden rush of cool air on my VERY hot and wet pussy, is completely overwhelming. I am about to beg him to put his fingers in me, when I feel him push two into my pussy. He clearly wants his fingers inside me as much as I need them in me. I lift my butt enough, so that I can lift my constricting skirt enough, to spread my legs more.

I look around, to see if anyone can see or will notice what we are doing. There is no one else in the store, and we are toward the back. I also see that my skirt sufficiently covers my crotch, so that even if someone comes in, they can not see what his fingers are doing to me. And my GOD ... what his fingers are doing to me. He is fucking into me with two fingers, as his thumb is pressing and rubbing on my erect and VERY sensitive clit. He has me on edge ... desperate ... I need to cum so fucking bad I will do ANYTHING for it right now. Sensing this, he stops and pulls his fingers from my overstimulated pussy.