Lots Of Attention

It's not long until shoppers come in, and I find myself being looked at initially by quite a few of them. Male and female alike, I capture way more attention than anything else in the shop's windows. I try to keep as still as possible and find it amusing the number of people that look up the pleated skirt I'm wearing, some going so far as to point up it and comment.

I find it exciting, to be so much in the public eye, wondering if they expect I'm real, or if they are admiring me because I'm an actual human. It's not long before a young woman reaches toward me, and grasps my leg as she talks. I almost gasp out at the warm hand reaching up my leg to my knee, as she talks with her male companion. I can tell from his sly expression that he knows I'm a living mannequin, rather than just a plastic mannequin.

I watch as he walks by her, asking her if she likes the dress. As they converse on the fabric, I feel him play with the hem of the skirt, moving it and feeling it in his hands. "I like the colours, but I'm not sure about how it lacks any coverage in the crotch region.", she says, staring up at my shaved bush. I see his left hand casually reach up and inside my skirt, his fingers caressing my clit from top to bottom, before moving across my crotch, directly between my legs. I fight not to gasp, not to moan, as I feel my nethers respond quite erotically to his touch.

He paused as if considering her statement, and all the while playing with me casually. He let out a soft chuckle before speaking up, "Maybe, but that can be a good thing. You could pair it off with a revealing g-string, or bodysuit, or wear it at the beach with the bikini you love. You can, of course, also wear it like it's displayed here also." As he spoke I felt his hand move casually across my sensitive clit, casually caressing my nether regions, exciting me in several ways at once. It's all I can do to keep from moving, from gasping in pleasure, his fingers exiting me with all kinds of erotic ideas. I remind myself that none of those ideas would be appropriate for a shoppe window of a clothing store. I can see, from the corner of my eye, he's looking up at me, and it's acutely aware of what he's doing to me. I try to remain as still as possible, but he can tell just how much of an impact he's having on me.

"I suppose you'd like it if I wore such a skirt with my pussy so exposed, won't you?". she said teasing, her hand moving up my leg, grabbing me now softly on my mid-thigh, caressing it with the palm of her hand. I felt it becoming even harder not to move, as her right hand moved under the skirt also, touching the inside of the skirt, feeling the fabric around my waist and hips.

Her partner keep playing with me, his other hand now moving up my skirt, touching my ass casually, even as he made a show of doing it to examine the cloth of the skirt itself. He continued caressing my shaved clit, moving his hand across it softly, moving it across my body and exciting me. I make a short, quick gasp, surprised at all I lapsed even that much, but feel relief that they didn't notice. "I won't mind it if you did. You should allow yourself to relax, and not worry if someone gets a peek underneath. It's your comfort that matters and this fabric is soft. Why won't you want to enjoy going commando, when you can be so comfortable."

She smiled back at him, even as she played with the skirt on me. "What would you do If I wore a skirt like this? she asked. He smiled broadly in return, before stepping up onto the platform and stepping up behind me. I felt him cup my breast in his hands, pressing his body against me. He kissed my neck then, several times in quick succession, before whispering into my ear "When the shop closes, expect to see me waiting outside. I'd love for you to share some time with us." I hear her giggle as he moved, caressing my tits through the favour, pulling it down in some places, sometimes revealing my nipples in the process. She laughs at what he's doing. I feel his left-hand move down to my ass, pulling my skirt up and caressing my rear. Suddenly, I feel him squeeze my rear, and it's all I can do to keep from moving from his grasp. He plays with me a bit longer, as his date giggles and laughs nearby.

"Well, with a promise like that, I guess I'm going to have to get at least four or five of those skirts. Can't pass up my boyfriend being so passionate with me." She says, and I hear him jump down and rejoin her on the ground underneath. The pair kiss, before walking away. Once attention is off of me, I manage a quick glance at my leg and clit. I'm quite visibly wet underneath the skirt, and I feel moisture dripping down my left leg. I managed to draw attention to myself by gasping, but I noticed then just how aroused I had become, and I hadn't even moved!