1. Sundara - Part 2


    Date: 12/10/2014, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: blin18, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    rows across with a hand under her dress. Was she stroking herself or just encouraging me? Probably both; and it was working! I pointed my left foot for Rajit to slip on the other shoe and placed it back on the floor with my knees a little further apart than was considered modest; although not so wide that he could see my pussy. Yet! I wanted to plant the idea in his head that I was careless with my modesty and that if he was vigilant then he might be rewarded with a glimpse of my panties. As he completed the knot – a perfect clone of the other one – I noticed with a delicious shiver that his eyes did indeed linger on their way back up to my face. I was overjoyed at the success; I was initially afraid that he was just too perfect a gentleman to be true, but it turns out there was a goodly dose of man in there as well. I felt myself getting wetter and I was concerned – incongruously so, considering what I was planning – that I would leave a mark on the seat of my dress that he would see. As Rajit got up, I grasped the edge of the bench and drew my legs in to stand up. Between the low seat, the heels and my long legs; my knees were raised too high and my dress slid all the way down my thighs and pooled in my lap. It would have been fine if it had been intentional, but instinct took over and I yelped with surprise, clutching at my hem to cover my pussy. I heard Belinda gasp from two rows away, so clearly she had gotten the money shot, but I thought that with Rajit in the ...
    process of standing and the way the dress bunched in my lap, maybe it was just sexy rather than obscene. Holding my hem down with one hand, I looked up at Rajit through my eyelashes to see his reaction; he simply smiled and offered me his hand to help stand up, which I accepted and then held for a few seconds as I thanked him. “How does it feel?” he asked. For one panicked moment I thought he was talking about my very obvious state of arousal; then I saw him look at the shoes and realised my mistake just in time before I said something else stupid. “Yes,” I said. “The right one does feel a little tighter.” “If you don’t mind,” he said, “I would like to show you something.” Oh my God! Did my eyes just flick down to his cock? I’m such as slut. “Of course,” I said, clearing my throat a bit. “What is it?” “I’m not going to sell this to you,” he explained, retrieving some translucent shoe inserts from a box beneath the counter, “but I want you to see what the shoes would feel like with orthotics.” I thought orthotics were only for closed shoes, but these ones were a narrow shape that would fit nicely in the pumps without hanging over the edge. Sitting down again, he quickly unlaced the shoes and replaced them with a pair half a size larger containing the inserts. “Now the left one is just a cushioned insole,” he explained, “but the right is one of those corrective inserts I mentioned. I don’t recommend it, but it will hold your foot to roughly the correct shape.” With my knees slightly ...
«12...456...1213»