Other experiences were of a completely different nature and showed a very changed Susan, more changed than she had realized. For example, after the spanking (which, at least, did Don a world of good), the rest of the week went on in its normal fashion with the exception of one event which probably showed these alterations in Susan's behavior as well as anything. Susan and Jean went to the mall, and unlike their past visits, there was no question as to what Susan would wear. She wore the same short skirt she had bought the previous June, but, with merely a suggestion, but no pressure, from Jean, she wore garter belt and hose, but, no panties. When she slowly slid out of the car, her legs were parted and the skirt rode up over her hose tops. Several men standing nearby were treated to a delectable view of her cunt hair and, probably, the slit between her legs. When trying on a blouse, Jean pulled the dressing room curtain open, "accidentally" exposing Susan's bare tits as she tried on a bra. Susan, well aware of the audience of several husbands waiting for their wives, made sure that they got an excellent view of her pink, very erect nipples. After putting her blouse back on, Susan, still pretending to be unaware of male eyes on her, raised her skirt to her waist to pull the blouse tails down, revealing her naked cunt. Walking out of the dressing room, she was so aroused by her exposure that she actually felt moisture from her cunt seeping out and down her thighs.

The coup de grace, however, came in the shoe store. There, she let her skirt raise up the expose her supporter straps as the clerk removed her shoe. When, as expected, he parted her legs and peeked upwards, she just let her thighs fall open, permitting him unrestricted visual access to her cunt. When he got up to get shoes for her to try on, his erection was prominently displayed through his pants. Susan and Jean snickered, but put on a serious face when he returned. Jean walked around behind him as he sat on the stool and raised Susan's legs and, as she let them spread again, Jean could see all of the cunt hair and, even, a little of the skin above it. This went on for some time, Susan's skirt higher and higher, until, at the end, the display was quite blatant. However, still professing innocence, she continually tugged the skirt down, only to surreptitiously let it work back up again. By that time, the clerk had studied her cunt hair as if for an exam, and his cock was visibly straining at the seams.

Susan wasn't through, however, and, wearing the shoes she intended to buy, she asked Jean if they seemed too tight to her. Instead of putting her foot on the stool, or sitting down, she raised her leg and placed the foot in the arm of the chair, right above where the clerk was kneeling. Hiking her skirt, again, "accidentally", well above the tops of her hose, Susan exposed her garter straps almost to her crotch. Swinging her knee toward Jean, she opened her thighs completely, exposing the entire triangle of hair and the cunt lips below to the enthralled eyes of the clerk. Jean carefully felt Susan's foot, while looking with fascination at the complete revealing, as she bent down a little, of everything between Susan's legs, even the cunt hole! They discussed the feel of the shoes, seemingly unaware of the complete exposure of Susan's nether "charms." Pretending to check her toes, Susan bent forward and looked down to see exactly how much was showing. She discovered that her skirt was now almost at the bend of her thigh and hip, leaving her raised leg almost completely bare except for the garter straps. As she looked inward, she was startled to be able to see her hairy cunt lips spread open, exposing the pink groove between, a groove which was literally dripping with her vaginal emissions. The hair was soaked and moisture from her cunt had seeped down to the top of her thighs, almost reaching her hose. Susan felt a thrill flash through her as she realized just how blatantly exposed she was, and her cunt began to moisten even more.

From his position beneath Susan, the clerk was able to see every possible detail of her cunt, and he stared, mesmerized, as the two women discussed the shoes, seemingly unaware of her exposure or his position. Previously, he had looked up her skirt carefully, peeking at first and then frankly looking as Susan spread her legs more and more. This, however, surpassed any cunt view he had ever had, and he seemed almost to be in a trance, totally unaware of the fact that he was simply staring between Susan's open legs at her shameless display. Without thinking, he actually leaned forward until his eyes were no more than a foot from her gaping, wet cunt hole, furtively rubbing his cock through his pants as he did so. To another customer, had there been one, it would have been a fascinating tableau: a woman balanced on one leg, skirt up, the raised knee held far from the other leg, displaying an open, dripping-wet cunt; another woman bent over, peering between the first woman's legs, staring fixedly at the cunt; a man, almost on his knees between the spread legs, literally gaping at the exposed cunt, his hand, hidden as he leaned forward, rubbing vigorously at the front of his pants. All talking had ceased as the three appeared to be almost in stasis, each frozen in place as each was sexually gratified by the situation, no longer concerned about appearances or propriety. The tableaux held for at least a minute, until several things happened at once.

As Susan stared, fascinated, at her own exposed cunt, she saw several drops of moisture gather on the tendrils of cunt hair. The hair was so wet that the curls had straightened out and it hung straight down, permitting the drops to flow down and hang, precariously, on the tips. Suddenly, gravity took over and they fell to the floor, with others lining up to follow. The sight both embarrassed and excited Susan, sending her into a mini-orgasm, her pelvis surging forward and back, ending with her cunt pushed forward and held as if it were impaled on a cock as she climaxed. Suddenly shocked and filly embarrassed, she dropped her leg and let her skirt fall into place. Jean had been squeezing her thighs together rhythmically for some time and Susan's sudden moves of orgasm sent g over the edge, and she stood, leaning forward, her hand on the chair arm, legs welded together and undulating almost as if she were being screwed. The clerk leaned further and further forward, unconsciously drawing closer to the open cunt before him. He could see inside that cunt as it gaped open and he could even smell the hot, musky odor emanating from it, a cunt smell that is unmistakable. He furiously worked his hand on his cock as he saw the dribbling moisture draining out and, finally, falling from the hair, creating little beads on the carpet. Suddenly, without warning, he came, his cock throbbing and ejaculating cum inside his shorts.

Actually, all three came at almost the same time, the final impetus being Susan's dripping cunt juice down her leg and on the floor. As Susan put her leg down and dropped her skirt, it caught, momentarily, on the clerk's head, he was that close. He jerked back with an indescribable expression on his face and stood up, not knowing where to look or what to say. Susan was also speechless and had a face as crimson as a red flag. They were saved by Jean, the least involved, who, matter-of- factly said, "I think the fit is fine, honey. I think you should buy them." Later, she had no idea of how she could have been so calm, but the other two took the life preserver offered to them and were able to hurriedly complete the routine business and the two women almost ran from the store.

The clerk, left behind, went into the restroom to clean himself off, but not before jacking off again as he thought of the unbelievable events of the last half-hour. Later, he discovered that he had charged only $5.00 for a $50.00 pair of shoes, but the error was understandable under the circumstances and he thought, "It was worth it!"

Meanwhile, the two women rushed back to their car without speaking. As they unlocked the doors and almost fell in, they looked at each other with a mixture of shock and excitement.

"My god, I can't believe I did that! I actually spread my legs and deliberately showed my pussy to that man! I'm so wet I can't believe it! I actually dripped! I'll never be able to go into that shoe store again!"

"I can't believe it either, honey. You certainly showed him everything you had -- I think he went off! I know did, and it looked as if you did, too."

"I certainly did go off, and -- I still don't believe this -- I actually dripped on the floor! My legs are soaking wet and it's still coming out! Give me a Kleenex. I'd better dry myself before it soaks through to the car seat. I don't think I have ever been so hot! Gods, what a thing to do -- but it really was exciting!"

"It certainly was! Here, let me do that. Lay back on the seat and put your legs up and I'll dry you." Then, "Good heavens, you're as wet as if you had been fucked. It's a good reason to wear panties -- but, if you had worn them, you wouldn't be this wet. Heavens, your pussy is wide open. Boy, would Don love to have you now. Wait, I have an idea, slide down further in the seat."

As instructed, Susan slid down into a reclining position, spreading her legs as she figured out what Jean was going to do. Jean was able to bend down between Susan's legs and, with little difficulty, was able to begin licking up the vaginal emissions that had drenched the cunt hair and cunt lips and run down her legs. Then, she began a through licking and sucking of the cunt, itself, finally bringing Susan to a second, very satisfying orgasm. As the tremors ultimately ended, Jean sat up, wiping her mouth and face, and saying, "Now there was a wet cunt!" Then as she looked at Susan lying back on the seat, skirt at her waist, garter belt and hose framing her naked cunt, she said, "I hope no one looked in the window -- they certainly would have believed that a couple of lesbians were at work here!"

Susan lurched up, flinging her skirt down and said, "Oh my god, we're in the parking lot! Let's get out of here before we're arrested -- for something! That felt wonderful, honey, thank you. Can you believe that I did that? Gods, did he have a view! I'm getting wet again, let's go home. I'll tell you something, if Don wants to fuck me when we get there, I'm darn sure available!"