The dress section of the big department store

One of the department stores that anchors a corner of the big mall has always carried a big variety of very nice dresses, and although Leigh's criteria are different from normal, she's pretty sure she'll be able to find good options there. The department store is not far from her parking spot, and soon Leigh is walking in the front doors, taking in the scent of perfume and the riot of colors of the many tables and racks of clothing.

As she makes her way toward the dresses, Leigh is acutely aware of her lack of underwear. Her wet pussy burns with desire, and her nipples are hard. Leigh glances down and, sure enough, they are very prominently pressing against the thin fabric of her red camisole. She strides on, forcing herself to look confident even as her palms sweat and her face turns red.

Leigh nears the dress section and notices a man walking the opposite direction, his eyes unwaveringly fixed on her chest. Her heart pounds but she is committed to this: she puts a little bounce in her step, making her hips sway a little more and her tits jiggle as she walks. In addition to drawing the eye in and of itself, the jiggling causes her tits to rub against her shirt, making her nipples even more erect.

Leigh dares to grin at the man as she passes and continues on, now feeling more of the confidence she has been projecting. Now among the dresses, she wanders the section, grabbing a few that she thinks will suit her. She ignores the conservative, modest dresses she might have bought in high school and aims exclusively for those with thin fabric, cutouts, low necks, or short skirts.

As she makes her way to the dressing rooms, Leigh accidentally drops one of the dresses. She squats to pick it up and, before she can stand, discovers two girls about her age looking her direction. One of them looks away immediately and tries in vain to scrub the judgmental look from her face. The other, though, is transfixed with a look of surprise and almost hunger on her face. She is staring directly at Leigh's crotch.

Leigh realizes that with the dresses held off to the side, and her legs parted, the girl has a completely unobstructed view of her glistening pussy as she squats. Leigh grabs the fallen dress and stands--turned on though she may be, old modest habits are hard to break. She makes eye contact with the staring girl and then turns to walk away briskly.

As she enters the dressing room, Leigh feels wetness trickling down her inner thigh. She has gotten so wet, especially after that last encounter, that her pussy is actually dripping. Leigh is flushed with excitement as she reaches for the curtain to close off the dressing room.