I grabbed a few items and followed her, as I got close behind her, I gently moved my right hand and touched her tight ass. Jan stopped pushed her ass ...ackwards slightly but never turned around.We were behind a series of clothing racks so could not be easily seen on the shop floor, Jan lifted her dress hem slightly moving it up her thighs, just enough for me to slide my hand up so I could touch the thin material covering her ass. I let my fingers trace the outline of Jan’s panties, moving them. I asked him if he liked it, and he said he did. I got up and finished the glass of wine I had left on the table. Bill and Fred were clearly out of action for a while. I suppose these days I'd have done something with Linda, but not back then. I just put my clothes back on. Linda acted like she was disappointed, but Fred followed by lead, and we said our good-byes and went home. And fucked. Twice.The next day we got home from work and were fixing dinner when Linda called and suggested we. Even my clothes were bought off the rack from the local K-Mart store, and again my mom decided what I was to wear. Most of my school clothes consisted of white blouses and plaid skirts. I would have given anything to have the tight fitting dresses and beautiful sexy outfits my friends wore. Almost all the girls wore stockings and I dreamed of the day I would slip on my first pair and stride off to school with all the boys admiring my beautiful legs. The thought of wearing a pretty and lacy, bra. I help you with your suit realigning the strip of material to barely cover your lips (and “accidently” running a finger the length of your slit). You nipples are barely covered from standing out so much and the fact there isn’t much material to cover them anyhow.You see my put on my swim trunks and see me struggle to fit my cock in there too. “Here let me help you.” You reach over and stroke my cock as you playfully pretend to fit it in the trunks. “I don’t think its going to fit. Maybe we.