Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Slut For Her Son:>60

The bus took no time to get to the mall and soon I had to get out and go in. I scanned my clothes, what little I had on and ensured everything was in position and I didn't accidentally expose myself. As naughty as it usually was for me to be exposed in public I didn't want to look like a slut. God, just thinking about myself in that term made my pussy wet. I got out of the bus and walked towards the front entrance of the busy downtown mall while scanning the people for any signs of Frank. His instructions were to meet him in the woman's lingerie department at the local department store which was on the opposite end of the mall.

I walked into the sea of people that usually visited the mall and started making my way to the store. The closer I got to the store the more anxious I became to know how Kristy was doing with her plan to get those explicit photos of me back. I reached for my cell phone and dialed her number.

"Kristy, how are you doing?" I asked when she answered.

"Mom, I'm still waiting for my friend. She was supposed to take the bus and meet me at Starbucks but she's not here, where are you?" She answered nervously.

"I'm in the mall making my way to where I'm supposed to meet him. Jesus, you think she'll be there? You think she'll still help you?" I was starting to panic.

"Yes, I told you she's great and she always keeps her word, she will be here we just have to give her more time. Mom, just stall him, do whatever you can to stall him."

"God, I will try, I will try really hard just hurry please."

"I will Mom and you take it easy and... don't do anything..." She stopped but I knew damn well what she wanted to say.

"I won't... and Kristy, thank you honey, I love you so much," I told my daughter.

"I love you too Mom, we'll get those pictures back, I promise. Just keep your cell phone on."

I put my cell phone back into the tiny purse I brought with me and walked into the department store. Surprisingly the lingerie department was not busy at all, there were few people mostly women looking at the selections of intimate clothing on the tables but nothing like the mass of people in the main mall areas. I looked around and immediately noticed Frank. He stood in the corner with four other men, presumably his friends. Four other men, five total! My chest rose and fell with my deep breathing as I realized what this could mean knowing what he wanted from me. Five men I would have to please if Kristy failed.

from head to toe as I walked up to them in my tiny mini skirt and small top. They were

I said

finally here. I said six o'clock, not six

how public transportation could be,"

and than shifted his eyes to my chest, to my loose blouse and my braless breasts underneath. "Nice, I see you followed my instructions and didn't wear a bra, I can almost see your

start mentioning my nipples in front of his friends like that gave them all a go ahead for that sort of

the point Frank, we're in the store," I

get those pictures back that we all so

from the realization that all of them knew

girl, wow, what a nice ass you have," He

in front of me. He must have thrown

want you to try them on but I want you to pick them up without bending your knees. Do

from where she was standing. Oh Jesus, here it goes! I thought to myself bending over to pick up the panties while keeping my legs straight. I felt my skirt ride up exposing my ass and I knew those tiny pair of panties I had on did not hide my pussy well. Regardless of

was looking in my direction. They were probably going to kick us out of this store soon. I turned around holding the pair of panties in my shaky hand and pulled my skirt down over my

let's go into the change room and see how they look on you," Frank said pointing in the direction of the

sexy, my hips roll seductively with each step I took. Subconsciously I felt their gaze on my ass watching

help

only hired people of legal age. Her long blond hair was tied in the back with a bow keeping them away from

like to try

able to help her out," She said smiling