Private Game Shopping Ch. 01

This makes references to characters and events in the private game. It can be viewed as a parallel track to 'Wife and the Businessman.'

This takes place in the era before cell phones, the internet, etc.

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Sunday afternoon Lynn was in her bedroom sorting out her clothes. She was getting ready to start a new job and needed to refresh her wardrobe. It had just been a day since she cuckolded her husband Mike with an out-of-town businessman. The excitement still ran high.

There were outfits scattered all over on the bed.

Her husband entered the room, "What are you doing?"

"I'm just going through my clothes. I didn't realize they were so dated. They won't do it for client meetings. I bought those two new outfits I showed you, but it looks like I am going to need some more."

"You look very professional in the new ones. Why don't you go do more shopping?"

"I think I will. Macy's is still having a sale. I'll go tomorrow. In the meantime, some of these are alright for around the office, the rest for Goodwill."

Monday morning, she and Mike had breakfast before he left for work. She changed into a light blouse and skirt ending right above her knee. She picked out a pair of low heel shoes suitable for business to try with her new outfits.

She ran by Goodwill to donate the clothes she didn't need then headed for Macy's. Monday morning looked like the day to shop. Just like last week, Macy's wasn't crowded so she took her time browsing for a couple of more outfits. While walking around she noticed a man also looking at women's outfits. He appeared to be having trouble picking something out. She caught his eye and smiled. He was dressed casually in a knit shirt and khakis. He looked to be a little older. About six feet with blonde hair, and a nice physique.

She saw a couple of outfits that seemed promising and strolled over to the lingerie section to pick out a couple of new bra and panty ensembles. Holding a front clasp C cup bra against her chest, she noticed the man surreptitiously checking her out. She picked out a couple of other bras, catching more furtive glances, each time taking her time holding them to her breasts. She decided on two white ones and two black ones. She also held up the matching panties. The man was still looking.

She took the lingerie and outfits and went to the changing room. The salesclerk asked her if she needed any assistance and Lynn told her no.

She changed into a pants suit ensemble with slacks, matching jacket, emerald blouse and black lingerie. In the area outside the changing booths, she stood on a pedestal looking at her reflection in the mirror. Very business looking. Thank god, they've done away with those awful, padded shoulders.

The attractive man was close by on the other side of a clothes rack. She spoke in his direction, "Excuse me."

"Yes?"

"I wonder if you can help me?"

He walked around the rack and answered, "I'd be glad to. What can I do?"

He was close enough for her to check him out. She glanced at his crotch. Very nice. Very nice indeed. That's one of the advantages of khakis. They show a nice cock outline. No wedding ring.

She looked him in the eye and said, "I'm picking out some new outfits for work and would like a man's opinion. Most of the time my husband helps me."

"Sure. I don't mind standing in for your husband."

Lynn turned around with her back to him, glanced over her shoulder and asked, "How does this look?"

He scoped the attractive blonde's body. There was a wedding ring, but that didn't stop him from looking. What an ass. He blatantly scanned the wife's shapely posterior and answered, "It looks great. I like it."

"You don't think the slacks are too tight do you? They're for business. Take your time looking. I want to make sure they fit properly."

"They're not too tight. I would say just right. Turn around. Let me see the front."

She followed his direction and turned around. Looking over her shoulder at her reflection she said, "I think you're right. I don't want the slacks to be too tight. You're really helping me out." She placed both hands on her ass cheeks. "Is there a panty line?"

He bent over taking a closer look at her rear. "There's no panty line."

"Good. That's the problem with slacks, it's hard to match the slacks with the panties. What about the front?" She shifted her feet slightly parting her legs.

His eyes were drawn to the juncture of her thighs. There was a nice hint of a mound. He looked her in the eye and said, "They're not too tight either."

She further shifted position and felt the fabric tightening over her mound. "Are you sure? Take another look."

She was becoming aroused telling another man to look at her pubic region. She opened her jacket, and putting a hand on her waist, asked, "What about this?"

The top two buttons were unfastened, offering a view of her rounded tops. He wasn't shy about looking at her breasts. He looked her in the eye, "The front looks good also."

"I'm glad you like it. Give me a sec. I want to make some adjustments." She adjusted the slacks and tucked in the blouse tightening the fabric over her breasts. "There, that feels better. How's this?"

"That's much better. Turn around so I get the full view."

She complied. She was getting turned putting herself on display for a stranger.

He took another appreciative look at her chest. "You look good from any angle. Let me help you down."

She offered her hand and stepped down from the pedestal. They were now standing closer together. With their height differential he had a better view of her cleavage. What nice tits.

"Thank you. I told you a man's opinion would help. Oh. I didn't mean to be rude. I'm Lynn."

"You're not being rude. I'm pleased to meet you, Lynn. My name is Chris."

"And I'm please to meet you Chris. I don't mean to impose, but I have a couple of other outfits I'd like to try out. I'm not sure which ones would be best. Can you give some more help? Am I keeping you from anything?"

"You're not imposing. It's the summer slowdown, so I'm taking the opportunity to get out of the office for a couple of hours. I was looking for some outfits for my fiancée, but I don't mind like helping you out instead."

"As long as I'm not keeping you from anything. I really appreciate it. Stay right there. I'll be right back."

She was careless about closing the curtains when she entered the dressing room. There was a gap of five or six inches. She undressed with her back was to the curtain. When she unfastened her bra, Chris was standing off to the side, getting a good view. She changed into one of the white bras and matching panties. Chris got a good shot of her bare ass when she removed the black panties. What an ass. Turning around she adjusted the cups over her breasts.

She finished putting on the skirt, matching jacket, cream color blouse, and rejoined Chris. He helped her back on the pedestal. In the close confines one of her breasts brushed his arm. Back on the pedestal she repeated the process. She turned around facing the mirrors.

She smoothed the fabric over her hips and asked, "What do you think about this one?"

"I like it. But it may be a little tight. And I think there is a little of a panty line."

"You think? Let me see."

She turned around. She looked at the reflection of her ass in the mirror, and said, "You may be right. It does feel a little tight. I think I do see a panty line. I'll try another pair. See, that's why I need a man's opinion. I might not have noticed that on my own."

He replied in a lighthearted voice, "I guess we men just notice those things."

"That's for sure. What about the front? Is the blouse too sheer?"

"The front looks good. The blouse is fine. Let me change angles. Open your jacket a little."

Her nipples stiffened. "I take it you like the side view also. It's not too tight over my breasts is it?" She caught herself. Putting a hand to her mouth she said, "Oh, I'm sorry. I am just used to being with my husband."

"That's OK. Remember, I'm your stand-in husband." He looked at her breasts, "Lynn it really frames your breasts without being tight."

"As long as you don't mind, I'll just act like I'm shopping with my husband." She opened the jacket again, "What about the bra? Can you see the pattern through the blouse?"

"It barely shows. I can see the outline of the cups and straps but that's normal. I can also a hint of your nipples."

"Just a hint?" She rubbed one nipple and then the next. "Can you see more than a hint?"

"I can see them much better. I like it when they're stiff."

"That's just what my husband would say. You're being a pretty good stand-in."

"Go ahead and try on another one."

He repeated helping her off the pedestal. And she repeated brushing his arm with her breast. There was no one around and she was careless again with the curtain. This time there was more of a gap. Chris stood off to the side watching another man's wife undress. This was turning into a better shopping trip than he could ever have imagined.

Lynn was perpendicular to the curtain opening. She unclasped the front hooks and removed the bra. Chris was feasting on the sight of the roundness and under curvature of her breasts. Between the cool air and the sense of his gaze, her nipples were fully erect. She turned slightly towards the front displaying both of her breasts to his gaze.

Chris was mesmerized. Fuck what great tits. He moved closer for a better view. He wasn't shy. She knew he was watching. Her light bush was visible through her nearly transparent panties.

"Chris. Are you still here?"

"I'm still here."

She sensed the closeness of his voice. "I didn't hear you. I thought you might have wandered off. There's more I want to show you."

She slowly slid her panties off her hips. She turned more to the front. The wife was nude in front of a total stranger. She thought of new possibilities for the Private Game. In the public game the wife goes shopping for some new outfits. But in the private game the wife comes on to a stranger. She advertises her availability and puts her body on display. This was great! She could play the game without Chuck or her husband!

She put on different panties and another bra. She finished with the remainder of the last outfit leaving the top three buttons of her blouse open.

Chis was standing next to the curtain when she exited.

"Oh, you startled me. I didn't realize you were so close."

"I was just watching in case anyone came along. Come on, let's get you back on the pedestal."

Chris admired her new outfit. "That's another good one. You have excellent tastes. I wish my fiancée dressed like that."

"Thank you." She smoothed the fabric over her hips and posterior. "This one doesn't feel as tight. What do you think?"

"Is that what you would say to your husband?"

"I would say, 'Honey is it too tight? Do you like the way my ass looks?' and he would say, 'Your ass looks great.' And then I would ask, "What about other men? Do you think they will like my ass?' And then he will feel me. "What about you, Chris? Do you like my ass?"

"I agree with your husband. You have a great ass. I think you're right about the skirt. Let me check it out." He adjusted her skirt caressing her hips. "This one's nice and snug but not as tight. Let's check the panty line." He fondled one of her succulent globes. "These panties are much better. There's no line."

"Thanks for checking that out. Let's see what you think of the front."

"I like your front. You have great breasts. You look good in all three outfits. But I like the pants suit and this one." He took one of his fingers and opened her blouse. He stroked the firmness of her breasts, and told her, "Regardless which one you wear, I think you should just have two buttons undone."

She smiled, "Oh, you're right. I normally just have two buttons unfastened unless I'm with my husband. He likes to see a little skin. And since you're my stand-in husband, I'll show you a little skin."

"I like to see a little skin myself. You have very good-looking skin. When you're with your husband do you leave the curtain open like that?"

"When it's not crowded I do. I'm showing you everything I show my husband."

"You are giving me sexy show. You're quite the exhibitionist." Still stroking the tops of her breasts, he told her, "This gives me an idea."

"What is it?"

"I think this jacket may look good without a blouse."

"You mean just the bra?"

"I think so. This jacket buttons up a little more than the others. It won't show everything."

"Ok. You've been right about my outfits so far. Let's try it."

He followed her back to the dressing room. She put a hand on his chest, "Stand right here in case someone comes along. I don't need to go back out. You can watch from there."

Chris partially closed the curtain and remained at the entrance. Lynn faced him and took off her jacket and blouse. She couldn't believe how comfortable she was undressing for a stranger. She put on the jacket.

There was a mirror in the dressing room. She checked herself out and saw Chris's reflection at the curtain.

She said, "You're right. I like this look. I would have never thought of this."

"It does look good. I can see a variety of scenarios where this may be appropriate."

"I need to change back to my other outfit. You can keep watching."

He didn't answer. He watched the hot blonde wife undressing in front of him, stripping to her bra and panties.

"Close the curtain. I want your opinion on something else."

Chris closed the curtain while Lynn changed into the other matching black bra and panties.

"You can open the curtain."

Chris opened the curtain and was stunned at the scene in front of him.

Lynn was getting turned on blatantly displaying herself for another man. She said in a sexy voice, "What do you think of these? I plan on wearing them for my husband. Come closer and tell me what you think?"

Chris entered the dressing room and closed the curtain. "That's a sexy outfit. You look hot. I love looking at your body."

"I thought you would like it. What about the cleavage? My husband likes me to wear low-cut outfits."

"The cleavage is nice and deep. Your husband's going to like this."

"What about my nipples?"

He rolls a nipple with his thumb and forefinger. "He's also going to like the way it shows your nipples."

"How do you like the panties? Do they show my mound?"

"The panties are hot. You've got a sexy mound. What would you do for your husband?"

Lynn was overcome by lust. Looking at Chris with hooded eyes, she unclasped the front hook and removed the cups from her breasts."

"I do this. How do you like these? What do you think?"

"I like this view the best of all." He fondled her breasts, flicking the nipples with his thumbs, "And does he do this?"

Lynn was trying to keep from moaning, "Yeah, just like that. My husband plays with my tits just like that."

Chris tilted her chin and kissed her. The wife opened her mouth and readily accepted his tongue. She reached to feel his cock. They broke the kiss, and he ran a forefinger around her full lush lips.

"You have such kissable lips."

"I've got something else for you."

Lynn sat on the dressing room bench. She pulled him over until he was standing in front of her.

She stroked his cock with her thumb and forefinger, "You've been such a good help. Since you're being a good stand-in husband, I have a special treat for you."

She unzipped him. Freeing his cock, she gave him a couple of strokes and without any hesitation, slid him in her mouth. Chris had to remember they're in a public dressing room. He slightly inhaled and rested a hand on the back of her head. Fuck he couldn't believe this. He came to pick out some outfits for his fiancée and instead, was getting a blowjob from a hot blond wife.

Lynn was trying to be as quiet as she could. He wasn't as long as Chuck but nice and thick. She could get more of him in her mouth. She settled his cock as far as she could in her throat and used a milking motion with her lips and tongue.

She was enflamed picturing herself in panties blowing a fully dressed man in a public place. She imagined her husband walking in.

"Hi honey. This is Chris. He was helping me pick out some new outfits, so I thought I'd give him a blowjob.'

"That's the least you can do. I'm sure he appreciates it. Guys like your blowjobs.'

Chris was reveling in the sensation. What a cocksucker! Those lips of hers were definitely made for sucking. Her left hand grasped the base, displaying her wedding and engagement rings.

It didn't take long for Lynn to bring him off. He let loose a shot of cum in her mouth. Her lips formed a tight seal so that nothing escaped. Fortunately, he didn't cum as much as Chuck, so she didn't have any problem keeping it all in.

She sucked all of his cum. She took him out of her mouth and squeezed the last remnants on her lips. She tucked his cock back in and zipped him up.

She stood to give him a deep kiss. Chris had never kissed a woman with cum in her mouth but didn't object.

"God that was great."

"I'm glad you liked it. I did too. I better get dressed."

Chris took her outfits and waited for Lynn to dress. There was another woman coming out of the other dressing room. She gave him a quizzical look.

He took the two outfits he suggested, and the lingerie Lynn picked out, to the salesclerk. He looked somewhat embarrassed. The salesclerk was non-plussed. It wasn't the first time couples have been in the dressing room. Did she fuck him or just blow him?

Lynn finished dressing and joined Chris and the salesclerk at the register. She had a radiant glow about her. She paid for the purchases.

Chris picked up the outfits, "Here let me get these for you."

"Thank you that's considerate."

"Not at all. It's the least I can do."

As soon as they headed for the entrance, they started laughing.

Chris told her, "You should have seen the look on that woman's face."

"I didn't even know there was anyone else there. I was trying to be quiet. Do you think she heard us?"

"She gave me a funny look when I came out and then she saw you, so she must have known something went on."

They made light banter while walking her to her car in the parking garage.. He helped put her purchases in her SUV.

Lynn stood close to him and put her hands on her chest. She said in a seductive voice, "I've never done anything like that before. Did you like it?"

"Me neither. Yeah, I liked it. There's something to be said for being a stand-in husband. You're pretty good."

She leaned up and whispered in his ear. "I liked it too."

They embraced and shared another passionate kiss. She got in her SUV. Her skirt had ridden up exposing her thighs. She unfastened a button on her blouse and turned to face him. The seatbelt tightened over her breasts.

"I didn't mean to stop you from shopping for your fiancée."

"That's alright. I can shop for her another day. I liked helping you better."

"If your free, let's meet here Wednesday and I'll help you pick out some outfits for her."

"I'll meet you here, and I'll treat for lunch."

"Deal."

They agreed on 11:00

(to be continued)