Helen on display

Without saying a word, Helen reached down to the floor and picked up her clothing. Slowly, she pulled on her blouse and skirt, they were both wrinkled, dirty, and stained with globs of cum that had fallen or dripped from Helen's body. When Helen reached for her panties and bra, I slapped her hand, "Leave them! You won't need them anymore! Some poor slob will enjoy a trophy!"

With my wife barely dressed, I again reached into the bag of sex toys. I pulled out a fat butt-plug, "Bend over!"

Helen bent over so far her hands touched the floor. I pushed the plug into her dripping asshole. While she was in the position, I also thrust the thick, knobby dildo up into her pussy. "Don't let them slip out or you'll get punished!"

I picked up the bag with the remaining sex toys and pushed open the booth's door. Helen and I spilled out into the aisle. In the brighter light, I could see that her clothing was just covered with cum. The nipple clamps poked out obscenely through her blouse. My wife's face and hairs had huge globs of cum all over. "Walk ahead of me to the car!" I gave her a little push.

Walking behind Helen, I could see she was struggling to hold the butt plug and dildo in as she walked awkwardly through the store. Several of the customers, both male and female, snickered and smiled, enjoying the show. I'm sure a few of them knew that my wife was wearing their cum.