This is a made up story about my girlfriend M fucking her lover in a department store change room. M is an attractive Chinese woman from Vietnam in her late 40s. Her lover is Norm and she will not discuss her affair or let me watch so I'm ****** to fantasize about situations like this. The story was inspired by the eroticism of an internet picture I saw where only the feet of a couple are visible, leading the viewer to imagine what is happening.
"Unfaithful girlfriend in the department store change room"
I had long suspected my girlfriend M of having a lover. Our sex life had become non-existent recently and she often stayed late at work or was out with friends, leaving me with lots of free time. I used the time to catch up on errands to keep my worried mind off what M might be up to. This took me to the Rideau Centre in central Ottawa, not a usual place for me to go. M had told me she was out working so I was surprised to see her and a large male friend walk in to the Sears branch where I was doing errands. They didn’t see me and I kept away from them so I could watch their activities from a distance. M looked wonderful in a little white summer dress. The dress was tight across her hips and a hint of a sexy black thong could be seen underneath. Like many Asian women, M was very youthful in appearance, passing for 30s even though she was almost 48. Her slim Asian figure drew admiring glances from the other male shoppers. Her white companion was quite tall and exuded a calm confidence. They walked purposely down the aisles but seemed unable to find what they were looking for. My heart beat as I watched them and I was strangely turned on as I admired how the two seemed to interact like a couple. But so far there was nothing inappropriate to what M was doing with her friend and after a few minutes I decided that I would make my presence known.
But before I could do this, the man put his arm around M and held her close, whispering something in her ear and pointing to the entrance to the fitting room area. M seemed very amused and I could hear her delightful giggle as the man lead her to the entrance. The store wasn’t busy at this time and I wondered what they were doing since they didn’t have any cloths with them to test fit. I lost sight for a while as I followed them, not wanted to get too close and surprise them. I didn’t want a confrontation so I held back.
I quietly slipped in the fitting room area. Each individual fitting room had a lockable saloon type door, tall enough to prevent anyone looking in but someone on the outside would be able to see feet in any room that was occupied. All were empty except for one where I could see two pairs of feet. Was that where they went?
I wasn’t absolutely sure the feet belonged to M and her friend and I didn’t want to get too close. The two in the fitting room kicked off their shoes so they were barefoot. The smaller feet were clearly female with nail polish while the larger, hairy feet were clearly male. The two seemed to be facing each other and muffled whispers, kisses, and giggles came from the fitting room. I heard the soft voice of an Asian woman say “Do it” and the female feet shifted around. After a few moments a pair of black panties dropped around the ankles of the woman. Both pairs of feet were now facing the same direction, with the small female pair in the middle with a larger male foot on each side. The woman got up on her tip toes and soon there were moist sounds as she began to receive her lover. The couple kept relatively quiet with small gasps, muffled giggling and occasional “shsshing” as they fucked in this public locale. I listened to the couple; my heart pounded and my cock got hard in excitement and shame as I faced the reality that this was probably M getting fucked from behind a few feet away.
I listened in a daze with a hard on as the couple came to their climax. I decided to leave since I knew the couple would be coming out of the fitting room soon and I didn’t want to be found out. I didn’t know what to do about M cheating on me so I clung to the hope that this might not have been her and that I had eavesdropped on some other couple. I withdraw into the menswear section of Sears and examined ties, all the while my mind was reeling. “Can I help you, sir?” a voice brought me out of my dream state as a sale clerk approached me. Glad of the company we chatted, while off in the distance I could see a lady in a white dress walk out of the store holding hands with a man. By the time I dismissed the clerk, I had lost the couple in the vastness of the Rideau Centre. Had that been my M, getting fucked from behind by her lover? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.
"Unfaithful girlfriend in the department store change room"
I had long suspected my girlfriend M of having a lover. Our sex life had become non-existent recently and she often stayed late at work or was out with friends, leaving me with lots of free time. I used the time to catch up on errands to keep my worried mind off what M might be up to. This took me to the Rideau Centre in central Ottawa, not a usual place for me to go. M had told me she was out working so I was surprised to see her and a large male friend walk in to the Sears branch where I was doing errands. They didn’t see me and I kept away from them so I could watch their activities from a distance. M looked wonderful in a little white summer dress. The dress was tight across her hips and a hint of a sexy black thong could be seen underneath. Like many Asian women, M was very youthful in appearance, passing for 30s even though she was almost 48. Her slim Asian figure drew admiring glances from the other male shoppers. Her white companion was quite tall and exuded a calm confidence. They walked purposely down the aisles but seemed unable to find what they were looking for. My heart beat as I watched them and I was strangely turned on as I admired how the two seemed to interact like a couple. But so far there was nothing inappropriate to what M was doing with her friend and after a few minutes I decided that I would make my presence known.
But before I could do this, the man put his arm around M and held her close, whispering something in her ear and pointing to the entrance to the fitting room area. M seemed very amused and I could hear her delightful giggle as the man lead her to the entrance. The store wasn’t busy at this time and I wondered what they were doing since they didn’t have any cloths with them to test fit. I lost sight for a while as I followed them, not wanted to get too close and surprise them. I didn’t want a confrontation so I held back.
I quietly slipped in the fitting room area. Each individual fitting room had a lockable saloon type door, tall enough to prevent anyone looking in but someone on the outside would be able to see feet in any room that was occupied. All were empty except for one where I could see two pairs of feet. Was that where they went?
I wasn’t absolutely sure the feet belonged to M and her friend and I didn’t want to get too close. The two in the fitting room kicked off their shoes so they were barefoot. The smaller feet were clearly female with nail polish while the larger, hairy feet were clearly male. The two seemed to be facing each other and muffled whispers, kisses, and giggles came from the fitting room. I heard the soft voice of an Asian woman say “Do it” and the female feet shifted around. After a few moments a pair of black panties dropped around the ankles of the woman. Both pairs of feet were now facing the same direction, with the small female pair in the middle with a larger male foot on each side. The woman got up on her tip toes and soon there were moist sounds as she began to receive her lover. The couple kept relatively quiet with small gasps, muffled giggling and occasional “shsshing” as they fucked in this public locale. I listened to the couple; my heart pounded and my cock got hard in excitement and shame as I faced the reality that this was probably M getting fucked from behind a few feet away.
I listened in a daze with a hard on as the couple came to their climax. I decided to leave since I knew the couple would be coming out of the fitting room soon and I didn’t want to be found out. I didn’t know what to do about M cheating on me so I clung to the hope that this might not have been her and that I had eavesdropped on some other couple. I withdraw into the menswear section of Sears and examined ties, all the while my mind was reeling. “Can I help you, sir?” a voice brought me out of my dream state as a sale clerk approached me. Glad of the company we chatted, while off in the distance I could see a lady in a white dress walk out of the store holding hands with a man. By the time I dismissed the clerk, I had lost the couple in the vastness of the Rideau Centre. Had that been my M, getting fucked from behind by her lover? I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.
