Julie was excited by what had happened in school that day. The danger, the thrill of exposing herself, of playing with herself among her classmates created in her an exhilarating feeling that she hadn't ever felt before. So when she dressed for the mall, she decided to wear as little as possible. The excitement of being publicly exposed was something that gave her an adrenaline rush. A rush she had to feel again.
So she put on a pair of sandals and a short white sun dress with lots of little baby blue flowers. It fit her when she was a sophomore, but she liked it more now since she had grown and it only came about a third of the way down her thighs. The dress had buttons in the front and laced in the back, which could be tightened or loosened to vary how much the dress displayed the curves of its wearer. She put the dress on, laced it as tight as she could, then took the dress off and tightened the laces a even more. Now when she put it on again, it clung to her shape even more, and the buttons strained at the fabric of their button holes. A pair of open sandals with a two inch heal completed her outfit.
Now all she needed was a ride to the mall. Normally, when she would go with her girl friends, Ashley would drive, but today she didn't want to be with her girlfriends. She headed over to her next door neighbor, Mark, to ask him for a ride. When Mark answered the door, he thought that she had come to confront him about the blackmailing, but was pleasantly surprised when she asked, "Um, Mark, would you mind giving me a ride over to the Willow Creek Mall?" He knew that she and her other cheerleader friends normally went to Oak Hill Mall since Willow Creek was in a poorer neighborhood.
"Um, sure, no problem." He stammered. "Give me just a second to get myself together." He went to his room, and threw on a light jacket so he could put his small digital video recorder in its pocket and grabbed his keys. In the car, he set the air-conditioning to maximum and started it up. "Seat belts" he reminded her. She snapped the seatbelt in its buckle and he looked over at her as he started the car. He admired her long legs, most of which were visible below the hem of the dress. He looked further up her body, to the swell of her 34-C breasts beneath the tight cloth. He saw her adjust the seatbelt so that the strap went between her mounds. When she took her hand away, the second button was undone and the dress gapped and he could see the upper portion of her right breast directly. "It wasn't like that a moment ago?" He asked himself. He began to grow hard as he smiled and looked up at her face, "Ready to go?" he asked.
"All set." Julie answered. Julie was at first a bit miffed that he didn't hold the door open for her, but then she had seen him check her out when she sat down and she liked that he thought she was attractive. When he was looking at her tits, she decided it was time to begin to have a little fun at his expense. She adjusted the seatbelt so that if fell between her breasts. As she did so, she deftly undid the second button on her dress. She saw him smile suddenly right after she did it and she knew he saw. And she liked how she felt since she knew that he could see him. On the way over to the mall, Mark tried to talk to her about the health class they shared and the film that they saw. When she admitted that she hadn't paid very close attention, he talked about how the film mentioned different ways that the body protects itself, with the woman's vagina lubricating itself when around to prepare itself for penetration.
Julie was bored with the conversation, and really wanted to see if she could tease Mark a little more. Asking if she could turn on the radio, she leaned forward in her seat all the way, deliberately causing the seatbelt to extend to it's full length. Setting a local top-40 radio station, she then sat back in her chair as far as she could go. As was her plan, the seatbelt now held her firmly back in the seat. She made a bit of a scene struggling with the belt, and the belt itself undid her third button, the one directly over her breasts and she unbuttoned the one below that, just above her navel leaving her dress completely unbuttoned from the collar to her waist. Only one additional button below that was closed. She unfastened and refastened the seatbelt and sat back as if nothing was out of the ordinary. Mentally she swore to herself to make no note of her dress nor to close it unless Mark mentioned it first. To her it had become like a staring contest, and she justified it to herself, telling herself it was just practice for dealing with her blackmailer.
Mark half watched Julie struggle with her seatbelt as he drove. He saw her right tit pop into view as the seatbelt opened the strained button. But he also noticed that Julie herself undid the button below that. He smiled to himself, knowing that yesterday she never would have done such a thing and taking credit for the change within her. He knew that she was doing this on her own, without orders from him, her blackmailer. Shortly they arrived at the mall, and it all came into focus for him. She wanted to go to the Willow Creek Mall so she could have some fun without getting caught by anyone she knew. Mark decided to stay close to her during the day to see what would happen. Thinking about the possibilities his cock started to twitch in his pants.
He found a parking place and came around the car this time to open her door. She smiled and he was pleased as he saw that she hadn't buttoned her dress. he asked her where she wanted to go first. Perhaps to the arcade, where he could challenge her to a game of air-hockey. Perhaps to the food court, where she could open another button, unnoticed under the table, perhaps she would ditch Mark, who had been so nice to her giving her a ride, or something else. |