Date: Mon, 26 Oct 2020 07:05:10 +0200 From: Lolo Lolo Subject: Megan's journey chapter 8 Chapter 8 Megan eventually stirred. She reached for her cell phone and texted Malcom. She told him all about her experience from the time she stopped at the garage until after her horse ride. She also told him that's it was going to be torture for her to wait a whole week for the two of them to have a proper session. `As I told you previously, I really hate condoms. I want to fill that sweet pussy with my seed but for now all we have to do is wait. I am so glad you experimented with exhibitionism. Now I want you to find the tightest pair of pants you own. Preferably something like yoga pants that is a bit see-through. You may wear any top you want but the pants are non-negotiable. Furthermore you may wear a bra but no panties. You will make an excuse this afternoon to be out until your curfew. You will then go to the mall. In the parking area you will create another camel toe. You will park at the first entrance. You will then walk like that through the mall and meet me at the restaurant at the other end of the mall. If you do this I promise there will be a reward for you. Xxx' Megan reread this message twice to make sure she understood what he wanted from her. After the morning and early afternoon's escapades she was actually exited at the idea. She never realized that this freakiness would make her want to try it even more. This would definitely be the most daring thing she had ever done. She knew the mall would be busy in the afternoon as most people stop in for their shopping in the late afternoon. She looked at the clock and found it to be just after 2 p.m. She replied to him as to the time she should meet him and he gave her until 4 p.m. Feeling the dried stickiness between her legs she showered again. She rushed as to give her enough time to get ready. A quick scrub and towelling off brought her back in front of her wardrobe. She started to feel silly as to how many times she has been ending in front of it lately. She pulled her drawer open that held her exercise clothes. She had three different stretch pants. Two could be considered yoga pants but she had never worn them for that purpose. She picked the one she knew was the tightest. She held it up to the light and stretched it a bit. It was definitely see-through. She had never realized that they were and had not given it any though anyways. She always wore panties in them anyway so it shouldn't have been too much of a shock when she passed the staff when she went to the home gym. Today though would be different. She felt the excitement coursing through her veins. It was an adrenalin rush just thinking of what she was about to do. She chose a creamy push up bra and fastened it. The clasp was in the front and it lifted her perky breasts into a nice cleavage. Then she picked a black t-shirt to go with the black material of the stretch pants. She pulled the t-shirt on and noticed that it was a good tight fit. It was tight enough to cling to the shape of her body but not tight enough to shout slutty. She did realize the point was a bit moot with the ski pants but she liked it anyway. She stepped into the stretch pants. It hugged her arse and hips beautifully. It naturally gave her a bit of a camel toe as the snugness hugged her pelvis. She noticed that when she lifted her leg the material would give a protected but visible view of her skin underneath. She selected some sneakers and slipped them on her feet without socks. She considered how this must look and took a black skirt and stepped into them. She would have to be presentable when she left the house. Her ensemble was complete and she quickly brushed her hair. She checked the clock. It was 3 p.m. It was still half a hour drive to the mall and she would have to wait for the driver to bring her car around. She raced down the steps and found her dad and Suzie having cocktails on the patio. "I'm going to meet some friends at the mall for some supper and movies." She lied while kissing her dad on the forehead. "I'll be home by ten" "Ok darling" her dad replied and Suzie had a puzzled smile. When she stepped out the front door her car bad been brought around. It was 3:15pm. She would make it in time she thought. She jumped in the car and roared off down the driveway. Once she reached far enough away from the house she pulled to the side of the road. She lifted her arse off the seat and pulled the skirt off. She tossed it on the back seat and stared down at her pants. She could clearly see the shimmer of her browned skin under the material on her upper legs and thighs. Wherever the material stretched her skin showed through. She smiled. It was perfect and just what Malcom required. On impulse she decided that she wasn't going to wait for the mall and she pulled the front and back of her pants high up on her stomach. The material pulled tightly into her crevices. She saw how clear the skin of her pussy lips became. It left very little to the imagination and she was sure that was exactly what Malcom wanted. On a whim she took the bottom of her t-shirt and knotted it just below her bra. She decided to go all out. The pants were just above her belly button and the section between that and the bottom of her breasts were now totally exposed. She pulled back on the road and a little while later she pulled into the parking area at the mall. It was now 3:50 pm. The drive took a bit longer than expected and she quickly jumped out slamming the car door behind her. She noticed the parking area pretty busy with very few available parking spots. She had to park quite a distance away from the entrance. For a fleeting moment she considered putting the skirt back on and just abandoning this whole plan. Her conscious mind berated her for being so foolish. People she knew shopped here and she would be embarrassed if she ran into any of them. She pushed these thoughts aside. She took a step towards the entrance. That was the hardest part. The second and third step was easier and it got easier and more natural as she got closer to the entrance. She passed several shoppers with the stacked grocery trollies and every time her heart would jump thinking they were going make angry comments about her outfit. None came and they seemed to be in their own worlds. Her heart was thumping in her throat and the adrenaline was pumping through her veins. She was at the height of awareness. She saw every little detail of her surroundings. Everything seemed more vivid. The colours of things jumped out at her. The air seemed crisper and she could smell every little scent on the breeze. As with all teens she had experienced with some softer drugs. This feeling felt like she had taken ecstasy without the drawbacks. She reached the automated doors of the entrance. They slid silently and the artificially lit interior begged. She stepped through the door and felt as if a hundred pair of eyes fell on her. She had never been a shy person and had always known that men would look at her with lust when she entered a room. Those glances were dwarfed by the stares and wickedness she experienced now. She was on display for all to drink in. Guys were openly staring at her crotch. Woman would snicker into their hands as she walked past them. She had heart palpitations from the adrenaline and she was exited. It felt so freeing. She didn't care what the crowd thought. With certainty she knew that some of these guys would go home or the mall bathrooms and masturbate. She suspected that some woman might as well. She was not a total innocent. She knew all about some people being gay. Sex ed had always been a fun class for her. Part of sex ed was disbanding the myths off same sex relationships. She herself had never experienced anything like that. She had always been in hetro relationships with no inclination to cross that line. She drank in every lustful look and every soft whistle as she passed shoppers. In fact her body felt hot, not from a blush but, from the excitement of this exhibiting experience. She put a little more sway into her hips as she walked. She felt like she was on a slow glide as she walked past shops ever closer to her destination. This excitement filled her with awe. She now knew exactly how those people in the photos felt. She also knew that this would not be the last time she does something like this. A sneaky hand reached out and ran itself over her passing arse. She didn't stop or even pause. It was thrilling and she was sure that person had felt the same excitement at touching her. Her destination came into sight. A restaurant that catered for expensive tastes was her ultimate destination. The restaurant was open plan with all the tables visible from the mall passage. She scanned the tables but Malcom was nowhere in sight. He must be running late she thought to herself as she checked her watch. It was 4:13. She made her way through the tables to the maître d's table. The restaurant wasn't very busy but eyes followed her as she passed them. No snickers followed but she did hear a couple of appreciative murmurs. "Miss Jenkins. It's so nice seeing you again!" the maître d bubbled as soon as she approached him. "Will you need a single table or will guests be joining you?" "Table for two please Donald." She replied. She had to give him credit for his professionalism. He not once took his eyes off hers even in her state of dress. He led her to a table and pulled the chair out. She sat down and he handed her a menu and placed another one on the table across from her. "Would you like something to drink?" he asked her. If she was at home she would have had a glass of wine as she was allowed to indulge in a little amount. Out in public she had to abide by the drinking age and she ordered a soda. Her soda was promptly delivered by a waitron and she settled down to wait. A second soda followed the first and she knew she was being stood up. She was disappointed but it had not been a total loss. She knew the walk back to her car would be just as exciting as the walk here. She had had no place to place her phone so she couldn't even text or phone Malcom to vent her frustration at him. She was wildly horny as well. Her heart had calmed and the rush had worn off. She paid her bill and took the long walk back to her car. Her phone was in the glove compartment. She was going to give him hell. Nobody stands her up on a date and live to tell about it. She was groped a couple of times back to the car. The mall corridors were packed. It was a flurry of movement. Most people had finished work and had stopped here for necessities and some retail therapy before going home. The groping pushed her into a higher sense of arousal. The one guy had walked in front of her after passing her hurriedly. When the movement had slowed down to a crawl he had stopped and reached back grabbing and giving her crotch a good squeeze. Megan had to bite her lip as to not let out a loud groan of pleasure. She knew she was instantly wet again. When the congestion sped up again she made the last distance to the parking area and out to her car. She reached her car without any further incident. On the steering was a sealed manila envelope and on the driver seat a dress box.