It had been a long time since we had played with anyone else. Life sometimes gets in the way. Then something happens that makes you go hmmmm.

We were shopping. Miss was wearing a short skirt with a thong and a blouse that was quite thin. You could see her bra underneath. A white lacy one. This was just a shopping trip but she dressed in a way I like. I like to watch her arse and to see some cleavage.

We were in the underwear department and she was looking at the bras on the bottom shelf. I was watching her from the end of the isle. Its what I do. She was bending over so I could see her arse very well. The skirt was still at a respectable height. Then she was crouching on the floor facing me. She looked around to make sure there wasn’t anyone looking and then she slowly parted her knees. Still pretending to look at the bras. Another look and she opened them wide so I could see right up her skirt. Her thong was pulled tight in her pussy. She stroked the inside of her thigh up to the thong and then, almost accidently, touched her pussy.

She was  giving me a nice show. At least that’s what I thought until I glanced behind me and saw another shopper watching her. I didn’t even hear him behind me. She wasn’t giving me a show. She was giving this stranger a show. I couldn’t help but smile. When I looked back at her she had undone a button on her blouse and was showing quite a lot of cleavage. Her legs were still apart, showing her thong to this man.

“Are you here on your own mate?” I asked. He said he was. “Im Paul. I hope you don’t mind me staring.”

“Not at all.” I said. “ To be honest I thought she was flashing her pussy at me. You like what you see?”

“Are you kidding? She’s very sexy.” He replied.

My girl was grinning all over her face as she walked towards us holding a matching bra and thong set. “ I think I would like to try this on darling. Would you help me?”

Oh I think Paul here would be happy to help you dear. If you want to Paul?”

“Really?” He looked like a schoolboy who’d been given the keys to a sweet shop.

“Sure. You’ll look after him, wont you? Just pretend you’re together. I’ll grab some jeans and listen from the next door cubicle.”

I’m pretty sure his bulge was visible as he followed her into the changing room. I showed the girl the jeans I wanted to try on and went into the room next to Paul and my girl.

The changing rooms were in a corner arrangement so I could see the gap under the doors. I could hear kissing. From the position of the feet they were obviously very close. As I listened I could hear a zip being undone and then her skirt was around her feet. She kicked it away and then another zip as his trousers were being removed. Again I could see him kick them away. I wish I could see more. The images going through my head were making my cock strain. I wasn’t really sure how far she was going to go until I saw their underwear being kicked away too. Next she was on her knees and I could hear him moan as she was very clearly sucking his cock. I was amazed she was going so far. He must have had a nice cock.

Well he must have had a VERY nice cock because in hardly any time she was standing up again and had turned to face away from him. Then I knew what she was up to. The changing rooms have a seat in them and she must have been bending over it because I could now hear her moaning. Was she really going to let this stranger fuck her in the middle of ASDA? Oh yes. Indeed she was, because the next sound I heard was the sound of cock, fucking wet pussy.

I bet he couldn’t believe his luck. I know I was enjoying it. From what I could gather so was she, the dirty cow.

It was all over in a matter of minutes. Underwear and clothes were being put back on. They parted and by the time I came out of the changing room he was gone and she was flushed and grinning like a Cheshire cat. A cat that got the cream. I just wished I had been able to watch his cock sliding in and out of her. I wonder where he came.

When we got home I found out. Her thong was soaked with it. She had actually let him shoot his load inside her. She must have been so turned on she didn’t care.

Now that really turned me on and I bent her over and slid my cock into that cum drenched pussy. I didn’t last very long before I filled her with my own cum. We never talked about it but we keep grinning at each other every time we go to ASDA. I wonder if we will see Paul again. I’m sure he hopes we will. Secretly I’m sure my girl hopes we run into each other again.