Head to the nursing home

As you realize you have **** you decide to follow Mr. Goreman to the nursing home. Luckily he has a long overcoat to cover your naked body. However him offering the coat to you comes at a price, "Joy dear, I'll let you use this coat if you decide to stay the night with me." Mr. Goreman offers as he stares at your perfect D-cup breasts while licking his lips lustfully.

You don't have much of a choice unless you want to humiliate yourself across town naked and be forever known as the 'crazy naked girl'. However you're not too bothered as you've taken a liking to Mr. Goreman and his old cock, "Fine, Mr Goreman. I need some replacement clothes once I get back to the nursing home okay?"

"I'll tell you what. How about we stop by one of those high class boutique shops on the way back to the home? I'll pay for your outfit too beautiful. It can be like we're going on a date. How about it Joy?"

You're not comfortable with having the idea of a 'sugar daddy' but you wouldn't mind a brand new outfit. Plus, Mr. Goreman offered first. All you gotta do is spend the night over the nursing home. You don't have to fuck him again right?

You pretend to be **** as you agree. "Okay fine. I'm not making any promises to you okay?"

You walk to the closest clothing store with Mr. Goreman's overcoat on. A few people glance at you wondering why such a beautiful young girl would be wearing such an unusual coat. You blush as you enter the closest women's clothing store.

As you enter the store you see a female employee approach you, "Hello Miss, Madam. We have a sale on all bottoms today 20% off. I'm sure you boyfriend will love them on you." as she winks at you.

You blush slightly. She must think that you're some kind of prostitute and he's an older client. It doesn't matter though. You leave Mr. Goreman at the front as you walk through the store. You grab the closest pair of pants, a top and some heels as you can as you quickly ask for a changeroom to change into the clothes.

The pants you grabbed was not a pair of white pants but white tights. You have **** but to put them on. They seem to be a size too small and as you look into the mirror you have a huge camel toe sticking out since you're not wearing any panties. You get a little horny at the thought of your camel toe in public and wet your tights slightly. Shit. You can't put them back on the rack now. You decide you take them anyways since they make your ass jiggle like jello.

The top is was no better too. It was a red halter top that had a massive cleavage and barely covered your midriff. You could see the underside of your boobs under this top. It was basically a glorified napkin. You realize that this top is barely covering your breasts and your nipples are protruding though the cloth as they harden at the thought of others staring at you massive D-cups.

The heels were a pair of 3" black heels that had straps covering all over your feet. You feel like a hooker but this overwhelming sense of sexuality flows through you as you try to embrace it at the same time.

You step out of the changeroom and walk towards Mr. Goreman. You can sense that the moment he looked at you his boner started to rise again. He immediately says "You should take this. Wear it out of the store I have it covered Joy!" as he grins the happiest look you've ever seen on a man. He immediately pays for the outfit at $325.84 and you both walk out of the store.

As you walk down the street you get stares from every single person you pass by. Some are staring at your entire body from your hard nipples sticking through your tiny halter top to the wet camel toe you're sporting out of your white tights. However Mr. Goreman just smiles with his hand on your ass as you walk back to the nursing home. He has a finger in the crack of your ass and slowly rubs your ass crack up and down. You shudder at every rub as you start to get super horny. You can't wait until you get back to the nursing home now.