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Lake District Holiday (part 1)

Date: 9/26/2015, Categories: Exhibitionism, Author: nickitaylor, Rating: 10, Source: LushStories

“So there I was: heart palpitating like a teenager, looking at this man--this demi-God--and just wanting him. Wanting to get down on my knees in front of him and take him, own him, have him. Jesus, the feeling was so intense.” Jen and I were on the train--we were heading North towards Cumbria, for a short holiday in the Lake District. I had only been half listening: there was a bloke at the table opposite us who looked, well, yummy. I thought Jen was telling some boring story about buying her hiking boots. “So what did you do?” “Well, he was kneeling in front of me in the shop and helping me to try on these boots. I was not dressed… appropriately. I was wearing a skirt for goodness sake! But I’d put on some socks from the shop and was ready to try on the boots. I held out my leg, and he slipped off my shoe. When I had leaned forward to put on the thick sock, I am sure he got a good look at my cleavage. I could see his eyes flitting this way and that as I sat back.” “And?” “Well he pulled the boot laces tight, with my foot on his thigh. I think he knew I was flirting when I put my other foot--the one without a boot on it--on his other thigh. Just my stockinged foot, sliding up and down his thigh as he tried to tie the boot laces,” she giggled. “You slapper!” I said. Jen shrugged, smiled and continued, “Anyway, I looked down and saw his trouser snake growing as he tried to concentrate on my boot. He asked me if the boot was too tight. I told him it wasn’t and he asked me to ... stand up. ‘Why don’t you put the other one on first?’ I said. So he put on the other boot and I stood up and walked around. Now hiking boots are not the sexiest footwear, but with my foot on his thigh, I had managed to hot things up and he had a definite tent in his trousers. “I told him the boots fit fine and asked him to pick me out some black leggings I could wear with them. As he toddled off to find some, I took the boots and socks back off. He came back with a pair of sleek black leggings and I asked him where the changing rooms were. He pointed them out and followed me to the back of the shop. I went into the changing room and slipped off my skirt--so from the waist down I just had my hold up stockings and a g-string.” I shook my head and smirked. I glanced over at the yummy bloke on the train and I would have sworn there was no music on his headphones. Surreptitiously, he was listening to Jen’s story. “Anyway, I called to the bloke and asked him to help me. When he put his head round the curtain, he saw me with my back to him, showing off my bum in the g-string. I looked at him over my shoulder and said, “Do you think I should take off my stockings to try on the leggings? You should have heard him stutter.” I laughed. I could just imagine Jen doing this. “Anyway, he finally said that yes, I should take off the stockings. So I sat on the stool in the changing room and asked him to help.” “Was the shop busy?” “No. It was almost closing time, and he was the only person ...