Madeline's in the clear ...and open

A young black man with a closely shaved haircut steps before Madeline. "Just a second, ma'am."

You see Madeline suck in her breath at the contact of his muscular forearm to her bare belly as his outthrust arm blocks her from leaving the store. You eye the security guard's chiselled features as he turns to question the salesgirl at the register. You check out his nice chest in the tight black 'phat pharm' tee shirt. His ass doesn't look too bad either in his black jeans.

"Yes, Bobby. They paid for those items!" the salesgirl smiles to you and Madeline reassuringly. "I must have missed one of the anti-theft discs."

"It's best that you go back and remove the item so we can erase the disc," Bobby smiles at the both of you with a toothy grin. "Otherwise you'll be setting alarms off at every store you go in."

You wrap your arm through Madeline's like she really was your best friend. "We really are in a hurry and there's a line back at the changing room. Couldn't you just use your gun thingy right here?"

"I don't know.." Bobby says, hesitatingly.

"Here, I'll help. I'll bet it's the one on the skirt!" You squat down, letting Bobby get a good look at your tawny thighs as the suede miniskirt slides upwards. What you really want him, and everyone else to see, is Madeline.

The woman is mortified as you slowly roll up the material from the bottom of it's already short hem. A crowd had stopped at the sound of the security alarm, and they had stayed to see the consequences. She shivers as everybody watches you expose more and more leg.

"There it is!" Though nobody is quite sure if you mean the exposed anti-theft disc, or her pantiless pussylips.

You see Bobby chuckle a little as he stretches the device eraser's cord from the salesdesk to the store entrance. As he rubs the disc with the gun, his knuckles grind against Madeline's pussylips.

A tear trickles down Madeline's face as she feels her pussy soaking the back of his hand.

A few seconds later, Bobby stands up. "Okay, you're taken care of!" he smiles.

"I believe she was!" you smile back at him as you let the skirt hem fall back into place. "Weren't you, Maddy?"

The middle-aged woman just flushes crimson as you help her advance, on wobbly legs, out of the store.

"Come again, Maddy!" you hear Bobby shout from the store entrance as you make your way down the mall corridor.

"Oh my, Maddy!" you say with mock surprise as you look at your watch. "It's almost time for you to introduce me to your son!"

The woman just drops her head and groans softly.