The Shopping Continues

Leaving the shoe store, Paige now wearing one of the sexy new pairs of shoes she’d just purchased to alleviate the pain in her tendons the sister began to wander about looking for their next shopping target.

Opting to head upstairs to the next level the sisters got on the escalator and from two steps behind, Phoebe could see up the back of Paige’s miniskirt exposing her long smooth skinned legs and her creamy thong clad ass.

Phoebe stared at Paige’s ass as they continued up suddenly snapping herself back to reality as the steps leveled up and she found herself level with Paige’s back then head.

Continuing on their way the two entered the nearest clothing store.

Phoebe immediately began looking at tops, which would go with the boots she’d purchased. She was drawn instantly to several low cut tops that would look great on her especially with her breasts.

She picked up a red top that she figured matched the boots and headed to the fitting rooms with Paige in tow.

Pulling back the curtain she pulled off her existing top and looked at her reflection in the mirror and the way her breasts were squeezed into her bra. Cupping them in her hands she pushed them up. As she did a tingling sensation overcame her.
She shuddered with delight; her breasts looked great as always but were feeling really uncomfortable in her current bra. She took it off and breathed a sigh of relief as her breast were freed. Looking at the bra she was convinced it was one of hers but considering how tight it was it was more likely one of Paige’s.

Putting on the top without the discomfort of the bra Phoebe checked herself in the mirror. It hugged every curve of her body perfectly and of course showed off her magnificent cleavage to it’s fullest. Running her hands down her body she pulled back the curtains and struck a sexy pose, one hand positioned on the entryway of the fitting room at waist level and the other just above her head.

“How do I look?” she asked making a supermodel style pout.

Paige turned and looked at Phoebe before reaching out and cupping Phoebe’s breasts pushing them up, “They look great as always.” She smiled, “No man will stand a chance.”

The both giggled for a moment before Phoebe stepped back into the fitting rooms.

Paige then decided to make her way over to men’s wear to see what was on offer.

Entering the area she clasped her hands behind her back and slowly walked through the area swinging her hips seductively checking out the guys.

She soon spotted a man dressed in a designer style suit of about 30 years, 6 foot tall dark hair and well built looking at shirts so arching her back and thrusting her chest outward she made her way over to him.

Checking him out at closer range Paige opted to make a move and began looking through a rack shirts next to him before casually turning round and deliberately bumping into him.

"I’m so sorry are you…." he said, eyes moving from the floor up her bare legs before bringing himself to make eye contact, “Are you alright.”

“I’m fine.” Paige replied taking a step back bumping into the clothing rack behind her and knocking some shirts off. “Oops.” She said putting her hand over her red lips before spinning on her heels and bending over at the waist to pick up the clothing causing her miniskirt to ride up exposing the creamy skin of her ass, “I’m so clumsy.” She said turning her head back towards the man while still bent over. She flashed him a sexy smile as she stood back up.

“So,” she asked holding the shirts she’d knocked off up in her hands, “Which do you thing would look better on me?”

The man looked at her with some surprise, “You do realize those are men’s shirts and you don’t look like a man.”

“Yeah but I usually like to wear guys shirts to bed, especially the ones of guy’s I’ve been out with.” Paige seemed a little alarmed at that moment by just how quickly she was coming onto this guy but from the look on his face he seemed to be happy with the remark.