In the bathroom ...

Robin followed closely on Liz’s heels, surprising herself at how brazen she had suddenly become. She also realized what Liz had said out in the parking lot. She was going to cuckold her inattentive husband, moving her into a whole new dangerous world. However, it was this danger that seemed to fuel the tiny flame deep within her consciousness, needing to burn with much more **** and fury. The two ladies stepped into the pink tiled bathroom and freshened up their appearance, fixing their makeup, and giggling like two high school teenagers.

Liz convinced Robin to ditch her panties in the waste can before they strolled into the mall area like two cats on the prowl. Robin experienced a new sense of freedom waltzing into the main walkway of the fairly crowded mall. They were walking by a new trendy clothing store, when Robin pulled Liz inside.

“I thought …,” Liz protested, assuming they were on a manhunt.

“We’ve got to find something more suitable for you to wear, since I have this new outfit!” Robin wanted to feel a little more comfortable being as hotly dressed as she was, having Liz look just as tempting. The two ladies browsed through several racks with the assistance of a young female sales clerk. They finally settled on a black mini skirt that barely came to mid thigh, and a black Lycra, skin-tight, half top, and speckled with a generous amount of sparkling silver glitter. It was dangerously close to being see-through. Liz agreed to put it on and model it for Robin. Robin watched as Liz stepped into the dressing cubicle located along the side wall. No chance for Robin to slip in there unnoticed, but it didn’t stop her from daydreaming about what her friend looked like while she was changing into her new outfit. Robin held her breath in amused delight when Liz proudly stepped from the cubicle, spinning for Robin’s inspection and approval. The short skirt came to just below her lovely rounded ass, teasing anyone that would be walking behind her. And the way Liz strolled, Robin was sure the skirt would be swishing and swaying, giving people ample opportunities to catch glimpses of her bare flesh hidden beneath. But what captivated Robin even more was the delectable top they had chosen. Liz’s bare shoulders were on display, her arms encased in the tight fitting black material down to her wrist. When she faced Robin, Robin was treated to a wonderful sight of Liz’s firms breasts, barely encased in the form fitting top that only reached her midriff, showing off her tanned, and toned abdomen. Robin felt an itch in her loins and a hunger in her stomach to forget the men and go back with just Liz.

Liz sensed Robin’s lustful desires, and spun once more to tease her further. Liz paid for the new clothing and the two resumed parading along the concourse. About three quarters of the way through the mall, Liz stopped dead in her tracks, causing Robin to bump into her rather awkwardly. It was Liz’s turn to grab Robin’s hand and drag her into the store.

“We need shoes to match our new outfits,” Liz announced as they walked into the women’s designer shoe store, staffed by two young men, and an older female manager.