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Him and Her by Elaine © 2020
Him
It wasn't any special day. It was just one of those random 'not doing
anything special' kind of days. I'd decided to put on my padded leather
jacket to guard against the slight chill in the air and also because it
really looks good on me.
With my helmet on, gloves too, riding my Harley to the mall is always an
exercise in relaxation and tension all at once. When the road opens up
and I can twist that throttle open wider, then the wind blows away all my
anger. But then when the traffic bunches up, the stop lights go red and
stupid idiots with their mobile phones glued to their ears get in the way
riding can become really scary. I hate those fools in their metal boxes.
So after a 15 minute ride that takes 30 minutes, I parked up near to the
Mall entrance door in the special area reserved for motorcycles. The
heavy chain links felt good as I wrapped them thrice around each wheel
and then locked them up tight. No one is going to steal or take my ride
away from me. Satisfied my bike is secured; I take off my helmet and
check my image in the mirror. Of course every time I use that bike chain,
I also fondly remember how it came into my possession. Ah well that was
another time in my 60 years on this planet that I remember fondly. But
thinking of that lady's bike makes my cock start to rustle awake too.
Damn it was just too bad she up and left the state. She was a delicious
kind of woman.
At the main entrance to the mall there's a group of teenage girls but
despite my shades I see that they're dressed up as jail bait with way too
much makeup and way too short skirts. That said I take a mild interest in
the prettiest and through my dark glasses I study her shape. She's going
to be a great piece of ass soon. As I approach, their laughing and
giggling hushes up and they talk in muted whispers. The pretty one makes
like she's just dropped her purse and so she then bends right over to
pick it up. Obviously that shows off her lacy yellow panties and her
round firm jail bait ass. I laugh and suddenly turn away from them coolly
walking into the mall. I don't need any more problems in my life from
jail bait.
I must look sinister or evil or something dressed in my black leather
suit and boots because as the two young kids are about to leave the Mall,
they stop and wait for me to enter first. One red-headed kid was almost
about to open the door when he stopped and stepped back out of my way.
I'm not really mean but maybe it's just the stern look I had from
watching the chick showing off her panties. As I walked in past them I
gave them both a friendly smile and a thanks. The second kid looks at me
nervously while the other redheaded boy smiled back. I'd like to think
that maybe someday he'll grow up and do the same for some other kid one
day.
Her
It would be wrong to say that I live to go shopping but I really do enjoy
it more than I ever did before. It's especially true that when I'm
frustrated with my new life and my routine job I'll go over to the mall
and buy a new pair of stilettos or some lingerie just to make me feel
feminine again. It does have therapeutic properties for me at least.
So it was that Thursday lunchtime as I found myself headed from my little
Toyota into the mall towards my favourite shoe store. I really love the
sound of my heels clicking on the marble flooring as I walk past the
Apple store near the entrance. I already have the latest IPhone in rose
gold which is in my manicured hand while my expensive designer handbag is
in my arm as usual.
I'm looking for a pair of stilettos to match my latest tight blue knee
length dress as I walk quickly into the store and approach Rita the sales
girl. I give her my latest problem that I'm looking for a blue pair of
heels similar to the black 4" pumps I'm already wearing.
"Oh come this way," she cooed before leading me to a part of the store I
know very well as I've bought a lot of shoes from there before. "These
are on offer this week only Madam. They were at $275 but they've been
marked down to $55 this week."
"Wow," I replied looking at the neat rows of different coloured shoes
with 4" heels and pointed toes. "In that case I may get a few pairs."
She smiled happily at me and showed me the shoes she had in a rich blue
colour and one pair is almost a perfect match to my dress material colour
I had in my purse so I asked her politely if I could try on a pair in a
size 10. I know that might cause her a problem as I have large feet for a
woman. However she went back into the storeroom and returned with the
pumps in my size.
"You are in luck," she smiled. "The last pair in your size and in the
blue you wanted."
As I sat down gratefully on the well padded sofa I agreed. "They must
have my name on them then." I gratefully pulled off my black pair and
slipped on one and then the other shoe. The shoes are a good fit and at
that price they are a bargain.
I walked on the carpet back and forward noticing that they pinch my feet
a little but my long legs look great in them.
"How are those fitting Madam?" she asked helpfully.
"They are just a little tight in the toes but I think they'll probably
loosen in time," I replied wincing slightly from the pain. No pain no
gain seems to be the lot of women.
"I can order you next size up?"
"No," I replied. "These will do fine and I'll wear them out. Can you put
my black shoes in the box?"
I looked at a few other colours and on impulse I bought two more pairs
since she had my size. So I also bought a pair in a nude colour and a
pair with a leopard skin look too. She had a good look on her face as she
asked me if I'd like to buy the recommended shoe preservation spray they
were selling at the checkout. I declined so she rang up the sale and I
paid with my latest credit card which I use for all my retail therapy
trips.
I asked her if I could leave the shoes with her until I had completed my
shopping trip and helpfully she agreed. I popped the receipt in my purse
as she put them below the sales counter for safe keeping.
Him
I was heading to my favourite store when I happened to catch sight of a
striking blonde lady in the ladies shoe store. There was something about
her that I couldn't quite put my finger on. She was certainly tall and
she had very fine toned legs as she stood unsteadily in a pair of blue
stiletto heels. So I stopped and looked a bit more at her. I noticed that
her tight dress doesn't match her shoes and the bodice of her dress
clearly shows she's got ample sized breasts. I realized that she's
probably had cosmetic surgery done at some point but I don't care as
she's got great cleavage under the pearl necklace she's wearing. Her
honey blonde hair cascades down her back while long dangly earrings hang
down to her shoulders from her pierced ears. I'm staring so hard at her
I'm sure my mouth opens in surprise at this attractive looking woman. As
I turned to walk on it was then that I walked straight into the small
mall vendor barrow.
Some smart ass salesman had set up a portable rack of fur hats and
earmuffs right outside the shoe store so that I walked straight into it.
I knocked the display over sending it and his furry hats flying. I made
quite a noise but I reluctantly stopped and helped the sales guy pick it
all up.
"Hey man can't you watch where you're going?" he exclaimed angrily
getting off his stool.
"Sorry kid I think I slipped on a wet spot or something," I replied
lamely picking up his stuff and handing it to him. There was more damage
done to my pride than to his merchandise.
When I eventually turned back to look into the shoe store, I found that
the lady had gone. Damn! Right then I hated that furry hat salesman.
Her
So as I walked out of the shoe store I couldn't help smiling at some
biker guy who'd walked straight into a portable display. I only had
another half hour of lunch break so I quickened my pace to make up for
the shorter strides I had to take wearing this tight skirt. I did as my
mama taught me and consciously used heel - toe, heel - toe to get used to
the slightly higher height of the heels. By the time I reached the
lingerie store, I could see that the heated argument between the two men
beside the furry hats was over.
I also wanted to get some lingerie in orange and black and some seamed
nylon stockings. I'd been invited to a Halloween party and I really
thought lingerie with those colours might be appropriate particularly as
I knew that it would all look good. The helpful lady shop assistant
directed me to the area I wanted and I quickly found a bra in my 38DD,
size 12 thong panties and a matching suspender belt for my stockings.
I carried the items back to the sales desk and picked up a pair of seamed
black 20 denier stockings in my size en route. My credit card took the
hit again as she rang up the items and placed the items into a pink
Carrie's lingerie bag.
So feeling happy with my purchases, I walked along the main hall of the
mall window shopping as I walked.
Him
So I eventually got to my store and I started talking with Mike the guy
that ran the place.
"Is it in yet Mike? I was just passing by and thought I'd see if it had
arrived," I asked.
"No I'm sorry Jake it's still on order. I'm expecting it though early
next week."
I'd been waiting a while for it, so I told him another few days won't
hurt. But it's just another disappointment for the day. As I'm chatting
with him about some other stuff for my bike, I notice the lady again
walking past the store entrance. Only this time she notices me and I
thought she slowed her high heeled stride just a little. For a brief
moment our eyes lock but despite her high heels she walks on quickly and
confidently carrying a pink lingerie bag.
Mike suddenly punched me on the shoulder after he sees my mouth open at
the sight of the lady. "Hey man she's definitely out of your league." He
laughed as he realized what had distracted my attention away from
business.
"Do you know that woman?" I asked. "She's one sexy dame."
He helpfully elaborates more, "Yeah I've seen her here from time to time.
She's always alone and is always dressed really nice. She's quite a
looker but I never see her stop and talk to anyone."
I look at him determinedly. "Well Mike that's going to change today."
Her
I walked on past a store that sold stuff for bikers and briefly
recognised the same guy who'd upset the vendor outside the shoe store. I
saw him taking me in and staring straight at me causing me to slow down a
little as I passed. I saw his eyes roaming up and down from my new shoes
to my breasts and then at my face. I briefly returned his gaze noticing
his manly leather jacket and jeans. He was a classic biker all right. His
thick leather jeans hid what I took to be his erection as he looked at me
but his mouth opened wide.
Just past the biker store was a new dress shop and I decided that I would
go inside to take a look. I was looking for a tight fitting knee length
pencil skirt and was disappointed that they didn't have anything like
that in stock. So I wandered around the store taking a look at the
blouses and found a cream satin blouse with rounded collars and long
sleeves that I liked.
Him
After telling Mike, I'd be back in a few days time, I grabbed my gloves
from the counter and walked out looking in the direction the blonde took.
As I turned in the direction she'd taken, I could just see her hips
rolling ahead as she entered yet another store. That tight dress and the
sky high heels don't seem to hinder her. I started walking as fast as I
could down to where I last saw her.
When I got to the store entrance, I noticed that it was a dress store
that she'd entered and feeling self conscious I walked on past the door
opening. I walked on and started looking at some books on a rack outside
the book store figuring that it would be better if I just waited until
she emerged. I'm in no hurry to leave the mall just yet.
So I started browsing through the books and I found a few that really
caught my attention. I keep looking up to see if she'd emerged and then I
was nose down into a book again. I was there for around 10 minutes and
she hadn't emerged. So I walked down to the store doorway and rubber neck
around. Nope, she's not there.
Thinking that she might have gone to the other lingerie store in the
mall, I walked past the biker store but she wasn't there either. But at
least it's a lingerie store and one thing I do like is a woman in pretty
lingerie.
So I consoled myself looking at all the pretty sexy stuff for women to
wear. The sales girls in the store all gathered, giggling and looking in
my direction. So I decided I'd just walk in and ask them something
stupid. I just wanted to see their reaction.
As I walk up to them they sort of fan out like they're going to block me
coming in. The one in the centre politely asks, "May I help you with
something ... Sir?"
The "Sir" came late, after a pause. It was almost as if she realized she
should say it, but hesitated just a bit.
"Yes, you may," I replied. I'm scanning around quickly, trying to come up
with something, anything to say when I saw the woman walk into the store
in a reflection in the mirror behind the sales assistant. I quickly amend
my statement, "Sorry no I'm good. On second thoughts I see what I want."
So I went back out in the direction she'd walked and noticed that she is
gently touching and eyeing some very delicate and delicious basques and
matching panties. Her long fingers sporting long red nails are dancing
over them, feeling them as if she was imagining herself wearing them. Her
attention is totally captured by the items she is examining. As I
approached, I realized just how intent she is, and I realized that if I
just say something out loud, she will suddenly startle .. and I don't
want to scare her .. not now .. no way.
Her
After I bought the lovely blouse I headed back to the shoe store to
collect my bag but popped into the Mall's other lingerie store to see
their latest lines first. I do love wearing sexy lingerie and I'm
imagining myself wearing a under bust basque and panty set I noticed on
special offer. It has six suspenders for stockings and laces for cinching
my tiny waist in a little more.
I've already hit my credit card hard so I was wondering if I should just
leave the basque for another day when I heard talking nearby. It sort of
shook me out of my senses and so I picked up my bags and left.
Him
I stopped maybe 15 feet away from her and just stood there staring at her
taking in her beauty. My eyes are drinking in the beauty of her. I cannot
believe how delicate she looks and yet how powerful she feels even from
this distance. I'm just about to summon up my courage and walk up to her
when the same sales assistant tugs at my leather jacket and asked, "Are
you sure you don't need anything Sir?"
I glanced down at her face, suddenly aware of the sultry tone she'd added
to her voice. If ever there was a, 'fuck me now' voice, that was it.
Chuckling slightly, I replied, "I'm sorry darling but I'm afraid your
father wouldn't appreciate the things I'd do to you."
And with that I turned back to find that the woman was gone again. How
the fuck does she do that I wondered.
Her
I reluctantly put the lingerie back on the rail and quickly walked out. I
checked my little wrist watch and realized I was going to be late back in
the office. So I quickly walked in my new heels back to the shoe store.
The assistant quickly gave me my bags and I then headed towards the mall
exit. I'd spent close to 300$ and I couldn't wait to try everything on.
Once out into the chill but sunny November air, I pulled my sunglasses
down over my eyes and headed over towards where I'd left my car.
Fumbling in my handbag I found my car keys and press the button on the
fob. The lights flashed to indicate its presence and I walked quickly
down the neatly parked rows of cars towards my own little pride and joy.
Him
I quickly turned and one of the other sales assistants glibly pointed in
the direction I needed to take. As I emerged into the main concourse I
can't see her and start wondering where she's gone to now. Then suddenly
she emerges from the shoe store carrying yet more packages. So as she
wiggled out to the main entrance door, I walked on after her. I found
that with my long legs that I'm rapidly gaining on her. For each step I
take, she's doing two thanks to her tight skirt and those killer heels
she's wearing. Very soon I'm just behind her as we emerge from the mall.
She carries on her heels clicking on the sidewalk and into the car park
towards her car. Then she suddenly stopped to search through her handbag
and I almost ran into her. I had to take a sidestep to walk past her. I
then turned and faced her straight on face to face.
Her
"Are you following me?" I asked this big guy dressed in black leather who
almost knocked me over as I stopped to get my car keys.
Him
"Yes. Yes I am," I said confidently. "I've been trying to speak to you
since I walked into the mall today. Can I ask you your name?" She had a
much deeper voice than I imagined but then a lot of nice women do these
days.
Her
"I'm not sure I should be sharing my name with a complete stranger," I
replied. "But seeing as you asked politely I'll risk it. My name is
Elaine and yours?"
Him
"Most folks just call me 'Jake'," I replied.
Her
I laughed softly to myself at his name that sounds so familiar to me and
yet isn't any more. "So is that Jake or John?" I asked.
Him
I took one half step closer towards her and replied in a slightly lowered
tone, "Yes it's John. My name is John."
Even though I'd just intruded into her space she didn't move back. She
stood still on her heels and slightly leant in just a bit closer so I
could smell her floral perfume.
Her
Eyeing him up and down I replied, "I think that's a name to be proud of.
John was the name of my grandfathers so it's a good name. I like it."
Him
I started to ask, "Would you like to...?" When suddenly she raised her
slim well manicured hand to interrupt me.
Her
"I'm very sorry John but I have to leave now as I am running very late.
Perhaps I'll meet you again sometime?" I asked. I didn't really wait on
an answer but I was not really in the mood to delay my departure any
more. So with that I started to walk again towards my car.
I think that must have really confused him as when I looked back he was
still standing there. I opened the trunk of my car and gratefully put my
heavy packages inside. I checked my iPhone and put it inside my handbag
before it too went inside the trunk. Closing the trunk seemed easier now
I was a couple of inches taller. I walked to the driver's door and opened
it slightly when I felt his hand on it.
Him
I was a bit confused for a moment as I watched her walk away towards her
nice little yellow girly car. Then I walked over and pulled her door open
wider. I was right beside her smelling her strong feminine perfume.
Her
Gratefully I sat down on the driver's seat and with my feet together
swung my unfamiliar shoes inside the car. I fumbled nervously with the
car key and clumsily dropped it courtesy of my long nails. I picked it up
and inserted it into the car but didn't start the car. Instead I clipped
on my seatbelt across my breasts and asked if I could close the door that
he held open.
Him
I closed her car door and then I put my hand up to signify that I wanted
to tell her something. Instead of starting the car as I expected I was
happy to see her window drop down.
Her
"What's wrong? I mean are you all right?" I asked him.
Him
"Yeah I was just making sure that the next time is this time. I'm not
letting you just drive away out of my life. I'm making sure that no
matter what's going on in your life .. I'm making sure you'll be with me
very soon."
Her
"I see," I replied and then pressed the button to put the window back up
again. I rested my hands on the steering wheel staring at my manicured
nails spotting tiny flaws. He does seem sure of himself and I do like
confident guys so what would it hurt to get to know him a little better?
He's standing there with his arms folded.
I rolled down the window again. "I have to go back to my office, here's
my card."
He took it from me and studied it. "I'll be in touch quite soon Elaine."
So I started up the car, put it into reverse and slowly backed out as he
watched my clumsy driving. He smiled as I gave him a wave goodbye. I
slowly moved forward out of the car park. As I drove out I wondered how
he would feel if he really knew what and who I am. Time will tell no
doubt.
Him
After she drove away out of the car park I just walked back to my bike
thinking that there was something unusual about her and I couldn't quite
put my finger on it. I tucked her card into my leather wallet and clipped
on my helmet. I found my bike keys and turned on the ignition. Damn I
needed gas. I pulled on my gloves and headed over to the nearby gas
station.
After filling up, I paid in dollars and saw her business card inside my
leather wallet. I decided that it was just a bit too soon to call her
just yet.
Her
I was about 10 minutes late when I arrived back at the office of the
construction company I work for. They are fairly relaxed about staff
timekeeping as they know we don't abuse the system and it's unwritten
that they'll get the time and the work done.
So I sat down at my desk kicked off my heels and got on with the
invoicing work I had started earlier in the day. It's a dreary process
but it has to be done so we can get paid each month.
The boss must like my work performance as he never considered letting me
go when I went through my big change in life a few years ago. He'd even
dated me a few times after my final surgery was complete. Then he'd found
a new woman in his life and quickly decided she was the one for him. Now
he was happily married and she'd given him twin boys. Something of course
I couldn't provide.
It was around 4:30 when I went to get a much-needed coffee and my phone
went off as I stood in my heels sipping my drink. I saw it was a number I
didn't recognise and thought it might be a spam call as usually was the
case. However, I found on answering it that it was the biker I'd met
earlier that afternoon.
Him
"Hi I was wondering if you were busy tonight?" I asked her with my feet
up on my desk in my den.
Her
"Well I won't get home for another three hours," I replied. "I have a few
things that need doing at home too so I doubt I could meet up tonight."
Him
"Oh, that's a pity," I replied. "I'd really like to get to know you
better."
Her
"Thanks, can I ask why?"
Him
"Oh, that's easy to say. It's because you are one helluva sexy woman. I
really like your style and femininity."
Her
Thanks was all I could say as it seemed unbelievable that I'd finally
achieved my goal of transforming my appearance to that of a sexy woman
away from the geeky boy I'd once been.
To be continued?
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