Diary: Flirty Friday
July 10th
Dear Diary,
After yesterday’s wild drive home and that intense bedroom session, I woke up still buzzing with need. Hubs headed to work, leaving me free for the day, so I called Janice. We decided on a mall trip, both dressing to turn heads, me in a tight, low-cut tank that barely contained my 38KK breasts, nipples already poking through the thin fabric, and a short skirt with no panties underneath. Janice wore something equally daring, her top clinging to every curve.
At the mall, we headed straight to Victoria’s Secret. The store was quiet, but we zeroed in on a young male assistant who couldn’t stop staring. We grabbed handfuls of lacy bras and thongs, then slipped into the fitting rooms, leaving the curtain open just enough for him to peek. I stripped off my tank, my heavy breasts spilling out, the cool air making my nipples stiffen instantly. Most items were hopeless, tiny cups stretched uselessly over my massive tits, fabric straining and slipping off as I twisted in front of the mirror. Janice laughed, her own body on display as she tried on a sheer bra that did nothing to hide her arousal.
We called the assistant over under the guise of needing help with sizes. He flushed deep red, eyes glued to my bare chest as I held up a bra that clearly wouldn’t fit. I leaned in close, letting my breasts brush his arm while asking if he had anything bigger. Janice joined in, pressing against him from the other side, her hand ‘accidentally’ grazing his crotch as we teased about what would look good on us. The tension built fast, my pussy grew slick from the exhibitionism, nipples aching as I modeled another ill-fitting piece, the fabric rubbing against them. We kept him flustered, whispering dirty suggestions about private shows, watching his body react while our own bodies heated up from the power and the risk of getting caught.