Mall

Nothing makes my day more pleasant than shopping. I have a feeling I might encounter something interesting in the mall today. So I skipped the walk in the park and went straight to the mall.The mall was huge, although incredibly empty at this time on Friday. There were not many people, so I had the stores practically to myself, which I really liked. While walking to the first store, a mother with a baby in a stroller passed me. I glanced at the baby and for a moment a shiver of jealousy went through me. I shook my head at this sudden attack of instinct. To have children you first have to have someone to make them with. I went to the regular clothing store first, only to find that nothing interesting was available. So I went to the next store, and it was a lingerie store. I needed a red bra, so I had a reason to go there.

Walking through the shop, looking for my size, a couple caught my attention. A young, blond-haired girl was saying something to her companion, a well-built black man. He was handsome and by chance our eyes met. I smiled thinking about him, only after a moment realizing that I was smiling at a stranger. I looked away embarrassed. I couldn't see it exactly, but the man must have laughed slightly. At this his companion asked loudly:

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing nothing, I just remembered something." he said, probably lying.

Embarrassed by my behavior, I grabbed the bra I was looking for and headed straight for the fitting room. Hidden in the changing room I began to undress to try on my bra. I took off my top and my white bra. My nipples, exposed to the cold, immediately became hard. I grabbed my red bra and put it on. I looked sexy. The bra accentuated my large, round boobs perfectly. I smiled at the mirror, pleased with my choice, when I noticed that someone was watching me from behind the curtains.
It was the same black man. When he saw that I had figured it out, he didn't look away. He just smiled when he saw that he was caught. He was cheeky, but I liked it in a way. The situation was even arousing in a way that made me slightly wet. What should I do? Should I yell at him for peeping or should I... have a little fun?