Shopping for More than Clothes

Patrick and Alice had been married for eight years. They loved each other dearly and spent most of their free time off work with each other. When asked about married life, both of them would enthusiastically answer that it was wonderful and no regrets were to be had. The problem was, Patrick had a vivid imagination. He loved his wife and relished making love to her, but he had always imagined long love making sessions full of romance and foreplay. To Alice, sex was a 'duty' she owed her husband. It was nice and relaxing, but nothing outside the basic positions, in their bed in their bedroom, and nothing else was necessary in her mind. So Patrick found himself surfing for porn while Alice slept. It was life, and he was growing to accept it.

One day they were at a local clothing retailer. It was a large sprawling warehouse style touting all the latest fashions at the lowest prices. Patrick was bored out of his wits. They had been there for more than an hour and Alice insisted on going through every rack, item by item. He had checked out the men's section, the ties, the shoes, even the baby clothes and the poor excuse for a toy section, multiple times--each time returning to Alice to discover she was on to another rack. Times like these were dangerous for Patrick as he tended to let his imagination wander.

He was standing with his arms crossed staring across the tops of the racks when he thought he saw someone out of the corner of his eye. He slowly turned his gaze to his right and saw the top of a beautiful face staring back at him. He couldn't see her chin down since she was behind a rack but what he did see he liked. She had blond hair that went past her ears (how far, he couldn't see) and just the right kind of eye make-up with blue highlights. The eyes were stunning ice blue. But the most incredible thing about her was that she was staring right at him, and then, she winked!

Patrick froze. He looked to the left where his wife stood studying a sweater only about two feet away. Did that just happen, he wondered to himself. He looked back but she was gone. Just my imagination, he convinced himself.

"Hon, I'm going to try these on," said Alice holding up a large pile of clothing. "Do you know where the changing rooms are in this place?"

"They're right over here," said a high soprano voice. Both Patrick and Alice looked over to see a blond clerk motioning at Alice to follow her. "Thank you very much," replied Alice happily.

Patrick was in heaven. This girl was real. She was about 20, short and her hair went to the center of her back, adorned with wispy curls all the way down. She had a slight tan complexion, and lips that were unusually puffy and round. The lips helped accentuate the rest of her body which was also round. She wasn't fat in any way, just properly plump, a complete contrast from his skinny wife. He guessed that she was probably a small C or B cup. But when she started to walk away from them, showing where the dressing rooms were, Patrick's cock stirred. Her ass had to be the most round and voluptuous ass he'd ever seen. It was begging to burst from her skirt. Patrick considered that it was the most fuckable part about her.

"You can go in this one here. It's the most quiet and private," the blond said, holding open a door. "I'll be out here next to the skirt racks if you need anything." With that she turned her back to Alice, who was now entering the room, and gave Patrick a knowing look. She really was flirting with him!

"Hon, do you want to come in here with me?" Alice asked.