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Chapter Three
Mary almost passed out. Her life was over. She'd just made a huge mistake and there was NO recovery now. She'd been duped into believing Kari had photo's of her running from her mailbox naked and then blackmailed her into masturbating. This evil neighbor now had real photo's of her. What was she to do now?
In a cotton-mouthed whiny voice Mary asked, "What do you want?"
Kari, relishing her position of control, told Mary, "Shut up, bitch. You don't ask questions, you do what I say, understand?!"
Mary felt helpless. Her life was suddenly totally out of control, her control. Kari now controlled her. If she didn't do what Kari wanted she would be humiliated beyond belief. What would her girls think? She was finished. Her stomach hurt.
"Let's go to the market. I want you to wear one of those short skirts I've seen you in. You know the ones, the short tennis skirts. Don't wear any panties either. Put on a tight sleeveless top, too. Now hurry up and get ready, my picture finger is getting itchy," Kari told her.
Mary shuffled off to her room, her head down. She rifled through her drawers and found the items Kari told her to wear. She put them on and slowly walked back into the living room.
"Since you like to show off your body so much, I'll give you the opportunity to do just that," Kari said greedily.
"B-but I-I don't really like to do that," Mary said sheepishly, knowing full well that she was lying because she did like to do that, but on her terms, not someone else's.
"Oh yes you do. It's all over the neighborhood, too. We all know about you. We've all seen you at one time of another, exposing yourself at the market, or pool or here at your house," Kari insisted.
Mary felt completely exposed. Here all this time she thought she'd been so careful.
"Put on some pumps and let's go. We'll take my car," Kari said.
Mary slipped on some pumps and they headed to Kari's car parked on the street.
Kari drove them to the market and stopped at the far end of the parking lot. She told Mary to walk into the store and stop several times along the way to 'fix her shoe'. She was to bend over at the waist and basically touch her toes. Once inside, Mary would get further instruction from Kari.
Mary did as she was told. She stopped as she walked in the parking lot and bent over, showing Kari her fully exposed pussy and ass. The skirt was barely long enough to cover her without bending over, so she knew it wouldn't cover anything when she did. Despite the fact that she was being forced to do this, Mary tried to make the best of it, and found she actually liked it. She'd never been quite this bold before. She'd always worn panties before and even worn a thong once, but never gone without panties altogether.
In the meantime, Kari was busy snapping pictures of Mary as she exposed herself. When Mary entered the store, Kari rushed inside. She needed to give her new toy some more instructions.
Mary looked around as she entered the store. She was nervous. She knew someone would see her. That was a foregone conclusion. It really wasn't who, but when. She quickly walked past the empty check stands and headed down the produce aisle. Grocery clerks busily went about their work and ignored her presence. Mary turned around quickly when she felt a tap on her shoulder. It was Kari and she had an instruction for her.
"Go to the frozen food section and when I give you the signal, get something from deep inside the case, if you know what I mean," Kari said slyly.
"Y-yes, I understand," said Mary hesitantly. She walked to the frozen food aisle, her short little skirt flapping up under her buttocks as her hips swayed from side-to-side. She caught a glimpse of herself in the reflective glass doors of the frozen food case. Her legs looked extremely long in such a short skirt. She turned and looked over her shoulder at her butt to see how much you could see when she just stood there. Not much, but there was NO room for error, she figured.
Two young middle school aged girls came into the store and headed toward Mary. Kari waited patiently until the girls were headed down the same aisle and were behind Mary. She signaled Mary to 'get in the case'.
Mary knew the young girls were behind her and she didn't want to bend over into the case, but knew if she didn't her pictures would be published for all to see. She held her breath as she bent over the case and reached deep inside, as instructed.
The girls paused when they saw Mary's skirt start to rise. They gasped as it revealed her butt crack and they stopped completely and stared as her neatly trimmed pussy pushed backward between her thighs. They could clearly see the dark skinned pussy lips that surrounded her inner pinkness, just below her dark brown ass hole.
The girls stared in amazement, first at Mary's wonder and then at each other before grabbing each other and shuffling off giggling.
A few minutes later, they confronted some friends who entered the store and giggled and pointed at Mary. Kari watched the four young girls for a moment before realizing they wanted to see more of Mary. Kari approached Mary and told her she'd better do a lot of bending and reaching for these young girls or she was gonna be in big trouble. Kari left Mary to her own devices. She positioned herself so the girls were between her and Mary. That way she could get pictures of the girls looking at Mary, from the same angle.
Mary moved to the floral section that was relatively open. The girls sauntered over pretending to be looking at flowers, too. Mary knew they were following her and she started to feel uneasy. What if they knew her daughters? They were obviously from the same school and were in her on their lunch break. As she strolled amongst the flowers she saw Kari off in the distance angrily motioning for her to get on with it.
Mary saw some flowers on a floor display. She knew she should squat down and smell them, but that wouldn't satisfy Kari. Mary knew what she had to do or she'd be in real trouble. She took a deep breath and exhaled as she bent forward at the waist.
The four girls quickly moved into a position to best observe Mary. They all stood and watched, as Mary smelled the flowers. They elbowed each other and exchanged glances of "I told you so."
Mary stood erect and pretended not to notice them. She continued to mill around the floral section. Mary was strangely aroused by the close encounter. She found she liked being watched at such a close distance. She wanted to do it again, before the girls had to leave. She bent over and picked up a vase or two before standing up again. She watched the girls out of the corner of her eye. They giggled and prodded each other in giddy excitement.
Kari snapped photographs like crazy. She was running out of disk space. She popped in a new disk and in seconds was ready to go.
Mary was surprised at the level of arousal she was feeling. Wetness was seeping out of her pussy and rubbing on her thighs. She wanted to touch herself, but didn't dare. She was in a store for gosh sake! As she moved about the flowers, the girls continued to shadow her at a safe distance. Mary knew that if they didn't like it, they would have left. They must want her to do it again. She really should give them a good show. They'll probably never see anything like this again. And Mary will probably never have this opportunity again either.
Mary found a good location where the girls could easily see her, yet a place where no one else really could. She spread her legs a little and bent over. She pretended to admire some flowers. While bent over, she touched the back of her leg with her hand and pretended she had an itch. She scratched the whole length of her upper thigh, eventually massaging her exposed buttock.
Mary heard the girls gasp and giggle nervous little laughs as they watched her. She stood up and felt herself oozing. She really liked it. The girls liked it. Mary was becoming light-headed as she began to drift out of reality. She'd almost forgotten about how she got here, and was much more interested in what she was doing, rather than why.
Mary wanted more. Her mind was racing. She was making devious plans at a phenomenal rate. She had to find a way to get her clothes off in front of these girls. She thought about just ripping them off or catching them on something, but none made sense. She could spill something on herself. "Yeah," she thought, "I could spill a vase of water on myself. Go to the restroom and strip." Hopefully, they'll follow her in and she could do it in front of them.
Mary bent down and grabbed a vase of flowers; she 'accidentally' spilled the water on her chest and down her skirt. Pretending to be embarrassed, she brushed herself off and looked around for the restroom. She saw the girls pretending to ignore her, so she walked over to them and asked, "Do you girls know where the restroom is? I spilled water on myself and I need to go dry my clothes."
The girls looked at each briefly with wide-eyed expressions, when one pipes up, "yeah, it's over..." but stopped short when her friend elbowed her in the ribs.
"We'll show you. It's over here," the girl said as she started toward the corner of the store.
Mary and the other girls followed the girl into the store's dirty restroom. It had two stalls without doors, a dirty sink and mirror and a hand dryer. They all crowded in as Mary said, "Well thank God, they have a hand dryer."
Without hesitation, Mary crossed her arms and grabbed the waist of her top and peeled the wet garment over her head. Her large breasts, bounced as the material freed them. The girls stared at her and she felt her nipples harden like stone.
Mary was definitely aroused now. She couldn't stop herself, nor did she want to. She looked at the four girls as she inserted her thumbs into her waistband and pushed her skirt to the floor. She knew she had to make small talk or the girls might freak. "Can you lock the door please? I don't want anyone walking in on me. Are you girls out of school today?"
They were all enamored with Mary's body. They barely heard what she asked. One of the girls told her they were just out for lunch.
Mary started to dry her top under the hand dryer. Her heart raced as contemplated touching herself with her other hand. She faced her body slightly away from the girls watching her and slid her hand down her stomach and onto her pussy. Mary shuddered when goose bumps covered her ass.
Just then the hand dryer stopped whirring and she quickly slapped the button with her top covered hand. The machine kicked on again and Mary kept touching herself. She couldn't believe she was naked in the bathroom with four young teenage girls AND she was fingering herself!
The girls exchanged glances as Mary dried her top. They looked at her naked figure from the back because Mary had turned that way. The girls knew Mary was touching herself - down there - and they wanted to watch.
Finally a girl asked, "Do you need help?"
Mary, her arousal beginning to peak, said, "Sure, honey. Can you dry my top?"
Eagerly the girl grabbed Mary's top and held it under the buzzing hand dryer.
Mary needed permission to touch herself in front of the girls. She wanted to orgasm something fierce, but she knew she couldn't pull it off without them knowing. She inhaled deeply as she turned to face the girls. Their eyes roamed Mary's firm figure as she turned and she sensed their heightened anticipation.
Mary was entering a whole new world. Her mind clouded by arousal and tingling emotions was focused on one thing: orgasm. Mary's vision became narrow as her ears rang loudly in her head. Not trying to cover herself while standing completely naked before them, she asked, "Girls, would you mind if I touched myself?"
The girls grinned widely as they looked at each other in disbelief at their unbelievable luck. Excitedly they clung to each other, as they emphatically shook their heads, 'no'. Wide-eyed they watched Mary's every move.
Mary slipped her hand between her legs and pushed her middle into her soft sloppy pussy. She was already so wet her finger slid in deeply as she swiped upward toward her clit. She grabbed her breast with her other hand and sighed as the sensations that indicated that orgasm were near, permeated her body.
Mary leaned against the bathroom wall for support as she rubbed her finger slowly up, then down, up, then down again. She cooed softly and closed her eyes. Long ago had the hand dryer stopped and the room fell silent except for the sound of Mary's sticky finger. She couldn't believe she was doing this. Something or someone had taken over her body and made her do this. She simply would NOT do this on her own.
Mary choked for breaths when her finger dragged across her sensitive clit, shooting shocks of electricity through her vagina. She peeked at the girls to make sure they were still watching and when she saw them staring at her hand that massaged her pussy it nearly sent her over the edge. She increased the tempo of her rubbing. She rolled her finger in small circles around her clit as she held her lips open with two fingers. Up and down, in and out went her finger as her wetness grew.
Mary's breathing intensified, as did her grunts. She was cumming and there was no stopping her now. Mary wanted to make the most of her degradation so she opened her eyes and looked at the girls faces when she exploded in orgasm with an, "A-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h-h-h."
Mary kept rubbing herself as her pussy convulsed, squirting sticky girl cum on her fingers.
Hanging intently on each other's arms and leaning in to watch Mary cum, the girls squealed with delight when she did. None of them had ever actually seen a woman cum before and they were giddy with excitement at having just witnessed one.
As Mary's orgasm subsided she began to take hold of her faculties and her situation. The reality that she was standing naked in a public restroom after having just masturbated in front of four teenage girls made her feel fear.
One girl still held her top while another girl picked up her skirt. Mary assumed she was being helpful. As Mary looked down for a moment, she heard the door lock pop and the door open. The girls all tried to squeeze through the door at the same time and scampered off laughing and giggling waving Mary's skirt and top in the air like wild banshees.
Mary felt sick. She tried to cover herself as tried to figure out what to do. She was stuck in the restroom in the back of the market without any clothes still covered in cum. How would she get out of here? Call a manager? She was screwed. She felt her pussy dry up as she tried to think of what to do. Her mind was reeling.
She peaked around the corner and saw the store was empty except for Kari who was waiting for her with camera poised and ready. Mary decided she should make a run for it and bolted from the restroom. She couldn't run well in pumps and try as she might, her breasts bounced from under her grasp anyway. She made it through the front door and headed for Kari's car way on the outer edge of the parking lot.
People stopped and stared, while others honked their appreciation at the sight. Mary banged into the car and jerked up on the door handle. Locked! The door was locked. She turned around in a panicky state desperately looking for Kari. She saw Kari slowly walking toward her, nonchalantly making her way to the car, fully enjoying Mary's predicament. Mary pressed her backside to the car and covered herself as best she could with her arms and hands.
Fortunately for Mary, only a few people were out today. Kari sauntered up to the car and walked to the driver's side. "Having trouble?" she asked Mary in an uncaring tone.
"Please, just let me in the car, HURRY!" pleaded Mary.
Kari got in and looked out the passenger window at the poor pathetic panicky Mary. She started the car and partially opened the window and said, "I'll see you at home Mary. Don't be late."
Mary froze. Her heart stopped. She felt the car begin to move and she started screaming, "Let me in, let me in! Please! Let me in!"
Kari stopped the car and unlocked the door. She laughed hysterically as Mary crawled in and tried to hide. Kari drove them to the end of their block and told Mary to get out. Mary's face turned white.
Mary thought Kari was kidding until she saw her expression. Kari was serious. Mary looked down the deserted block, opened the car door and bolted for her house, a block away. Her breasts bounced wildly as she scampered across the open sidewalk. Breathlessly, she ran into her house and straight into her bedroom where she locked herself in and cried. The emotional relief of being safely back in her home poured out of her like water. She sobbed and sobbed. What had she done? How did she get in this predicament? What was she going to do now?
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