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Renée led me along the lines of stores. We would stop here and there. Not only were the female patrons responding to my presence, but the employees of the mall were too. Renée was correct about them finding me attractive, but I still wasn't sure why. I wasn't constantly ready or aroused. It was too dangerous to continuously remain hard because someone would have taken offense. Someone would have demanded an arrest of me for indecent exposure. Even the brief thought of being arrested for having such equipment seemed silly, but it could happen. Though that thought was only part of what kept me under control, it was also that I had already had more sex than some guys had in a week and it wasn't even lunch time yet.
In every store, I caught looks. Every woman knew I was nearby and some were more adventurous that others. I understood the shyness, but the sheer lack of control some of the others had just left me completely confused. How could anyone just throw themselves at a total stranger? I could have been a deranged killer and they would have let me drag them away to their deaths. I finally stopped looking around at all the faces. They were looking and I couldn't do anything about it except leave the mall. That would probably cause different problems because some of them looked like they would have followed me home if only to have another glance.
It was amazing how many shops had only male salespeople. To some degree I was happy about that but another part was disappointed. There was no way I would let another guy touch me in any way the women seemed to want to, but then the guys only noticed me when they noticed a group of girls staring and wondered what the fuss was. Some of them would believe that I had done something to draw so much female attention and try to find out what. Then there was the danger of those looks. Getting into a fight with another guy because his sweetie couldn't take her eyes off me was something else I didn't need.
Ignoring the attention was possible, but it would still be there. Hopefully everyone that seemed to be drawn to me would recover their senses and resume their lives. I didn't need a bunch of hopeful, mindless women chasing me.
Renée continued to lead me through different stores. It was mostly clothing shops that were operated by women. To me though, there were only a handful of working women who were decently attractive. And even though I wasn't willing to drop my pants for just anyone, almost all of the women around me seemed like they would.
Don't take it wrong. Several of the shops had employees who were college students. Those young eyes looked lost when I was around. Renée repeatedly tried to get me to continue the game we had started in the video store, but the remainder of my control focused on not involving any more girls than who already were. I knew something about me was causing the women around me to lose their control and if I gave in then all of us would be in trouble.
So many of those attractive, young faces reminded me of what I wanted: A life. They wanted their own lives and I was being given one that had little to do with living and a lot to do with lust. I was already deeply involved. They didn't have to be. If asked they would want to, but some part of my mind suggested that it wasn't because they wanted it. It would be because I was around.
After turning down five very attractive girls in a row, Renée agreed that the game was over. She didn't ask what was wrong, she just held my hand and trusted that I was making decisions that were right for me. She had been all for my date with Erin and even knew what was going to happen afterwards, but there in the mall she didn't push me into anything I didn't want. I realized that though she had supported my time with Erin, she didn't prompt it or even try to make me do it. She let me make the choices.
Granted, I didn't know at the time that it was something about me that made Erin desire me or to what level it affected her. I had manipulated Erin without even trying or realizing what was happening. The same was true with Nadia as well, and after having spent the night with both of them, I couldn't turn them away. I felt responsible for the way they felt and I very much had the same mind set. They were mine and I wouldn't let them go. I thought about Jeri, from Victoria's Secret. Yeah, she was mine too. I wouldn't let anyone have her either. And finally, Yvonne was included in my growing harem.
That's what it was, a harem. I was collecting women much like men of the Middle East. It was different though. I didn't think of them as objects. They were still people with feelings and desires, dreams and lives. I couldn't make them drop what they already had to devote their time completely to me. That was excessively selfish. Besides, I didn't know how long it was going to last. It might be for a few days, or for as long as we lived. That last thought gave me pause, spending my entire life with that group of women. Could I do that? I didn't know. I had been looking for one woman that I could be with. Suddenly, I had five.
I was lost in thought as we stepped into a t-shirt shop (guess what they sell). Renée walked directly to the counter. The girl behind the register looked up from her magazine, saw Renée, and smiled.
They started talking as I looked around the store, letting the last few thoughts leave me. It was too much to dwell on for the moment. It would take some time for me to work out what I really wanted, and probably just as much time to know whether I had a choice or not.
I heard my name in their conversation, and then Renée called me over. "Ral this is Tabitha. Tabitha, this is my friend, Ral."
Tabitha was a bit taller than Renée, had long brown wavy hair, soft hazel eyes and her t-shirt -- Metallica -- showed off a rounded chest and perky points. She smiled and said "Hello."
Since my encounter with Yvonne, this was the only other female employee I had touched as we shook hands. That feeling of wanting to touch her was present again. It probably would have been no matter who I chose to touch. Her hand lingered in mine for half a heartbeat and I was sure she felt it too. At that point, I took a closer look. Tabitha was a real knock-out. She reminded me of Renée in that tall beauty way, but she lacked the massive upper attribute. It didn't make any difference to me. I smiled back.
Renée asked Tabitha, "Remember what we discussed before, about how you'd like to show your boss what you really want?"
I had no clue what Renée was going on about, but her question lit up Tabitha's eyes. "God, do I. It would even serve him right if I left today, especially with as busy as it is." Her sarcasm was lost on me and I glanced about the store. There wasn't another soul in the area, but just outside the masses passed by on their way to other shops.
Eyes peered into the t-shirt shop though, women who had followed me and wondered if they might have a chance. Even with me standing at the counter and countless prying eyes, no one else entered. I looked back to the girls to find both of them staring at me too. "What?"
"We need your help with this." Renée answered.
I liked to help people. "What kind of help?"
Renée began to explain, "Tabitha's boss, Tom, is a real jerk and a sexual harassment case waiting to happen."
Tabitha nodded to confirm. Renée continued, "He likes to hold Tabitha's job over her head in exchange for sex. She likes sex but doesn't have a boyfriend currently. She's been putting up with Tom's crap until she could find a real stud to show the jerk what she really wants."
I was pretty certain what my help would involve. Tabitha continued, "I really don't need the job, but I don't know what to do about it. I told Renée and she came up with a way out and even a sort of revenge."
She stepped around the counter. I caught sight of her long lean legs and the way her black shorts emphasized just how long they were. A pair of black tennis shoes encased her feet. As I tore my eyes from the extravagant display Tabitha continued, "Usually Tom shows up on Saturday afternoons to give me my weekly check and to get what he wants. Then he goes into the office and swaps out the video tapes for the day." Standing very close to me, she pointed toward the back of the store. "You see, there are staged cameras in the dressing rooms to dissuade theft, but today, instead of him getting another tape of him with me, I'd like to leave him a different show." She said that last as she began touching and looking me over.
Tabitha's advances were about as obvious as a woman could get as she licked her lips and gave me sultry eyes. Naturally I responded and had to adjust for comfort. Tabitha made no attempt to hide her interest in what my shorts were covering as she looked down at my bulge. A deft hand gripped me lightly and very quickly the cool air greeted the head of my prick as it slipped out of the leg opening. Tabitha's warm fingers found my tip and a groan of want slipped her lips.
Quickly she escorted me to the biggest dressing room. Renée smiled at me as she closed us in. I thought that Renée would want to join in, but it was Tabitha's show.
Tabitha pulled her t-shirt off with no pretense. Her breasts were full and bounced nicely as her nipples rose with her excitement. Her skin had a bronze tan all over, and as slim as her torso was, her breasts looked much bigger. I slipped my hands up her tight stomach, felt her soft skin, and savored the body before me. The taut form of her physique displayed the effort of many, many workouts. She wasn't muscled up, but she could certainly give me a lesson or two in the gym. My pause to admire her was too long of a delay and she didn't seem to want a sensual joining as she grabbed my hands and planted them directly on her chest.
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