Teasing Sophie

OOC :
This thread is rather special, as i'd like to play myself... or more or less, just a little bit more naughty
So I'm Sophie, 26 years old. I'm 5'4'' and rather slender, I have some curves that I try to keep in the right shapes, and 34c breasts. my skin is tanned ; it's naturally not a pure white too clear, and I tan very easily under the lightest sun. I got long dark hair and clear blue eyes. My navel's pierced. And I got polynesian tatoos on my lower back and on the left ankle.
I?ll play this alone at first, setting the scene and putting it on. If anyone, at any moment, would love to join, please PM me with a sample of what you'd like to come up with. You could either propose to play a character or give me a hint on what you'd like me to do. As you want. The thread starts in a certain way, and in fact it's linked to my nick, if you see what I mean. I have no real idea to where it should lead and what should come. Just be aware of my likes/dislikes from my lair. Perhaps it will stop soon, perhaps it will become something really nice, it's up to what you'll send me. I?ll be waiting for your PMs about this

A day off. Not on a week-end. At last! I needed this for some time. Having this Friday all for myself meant a 3-days week-end. And a day out when many people still were working. What a pleasure! As I woke up around 10:00, I saw this was going to be even better. A real July day, all sunny, with a couple oof nice white clouds up in the clear blue sky. Temperature was already rather high. After a shower and a small breakfast, I went to dress up. I chose first a set of light white lace thong and bra. Over that I put a light summer dress ; purple, with thin straps, a rather low cleavage, she was going down to mid-thighs. I then took a pair of flip-flaps and my sunglasses. I made sure to have everything I could need in my bag and went out in the sunlight. I breathed deeply. No work today, yeah!
And I toook the bus. From where I lived there was not many people in the bus and I found easily a place to sit. I was feeling a little playful on that day. Maybe I should go for a little teasing. I love it when people try to look at me without showing that they are, trying to hide their gazes and so on. But I know when they got eyes on me. It's so great to raise desire in other people's minds.
I sat there, legs crossed, the dress went up a little on my thighs and I took my book from my bag. But I wasn't reading. I had seen that young guy a few seats away, he had his gaze on me since I entered the bus. With my sunglasses, it was easy to pretend to read when I was looking at him. HImself had his head turned to the window, although his eyes where towards me. So I uncrossed my legs, and let them open just a little. I saw him lower ehimself a bit on his seat, trying to catcth a glimpse under my dress. I shifted my seat a bit, makin the dress come up a little bit more. And there I saw the guy's eyes wident and his lips open a bit. He did catch a glimpse of what he wanted. So I smiled, still rpetending to read, anc crossed my legs again.
I went down at the bus stop near the lake. I was for a little walk on the path along the water. I loved it there. It was car-less, only peopple walking, some cycling and skating too. Not as many people as on week-ends, and that was great. I walked there. I saw some heads turning to look at me on the way. Nice to be looked at. I finally sat at the terrace of a little bar next to the water. The terrace was in fact on a little wharf over the water. I love the place. I sat there and the usual employee came, greeted me and took my order of an orange juice. I took my book out, relaxed back a bit on my chair and went to read it...

Two tables from me I catched this teenage guy, accompagnying his parents on a walk. He was round 14 I think, and he was not paying attention to his parents (those were chatting together). Instead he rested his chin on his hands and was staring at me. From behind my sunglasses, pretending to read, I saw his pupils ride along my legs, and to my cleavage... I put my book on the table and went to search for something inside my bag. How awkward from me, I let something fall on the floor and I had to lean low in order to retrieve it. From his face, I knew he caught a view in my cleavage, perhaps he saw my curves in the white lace. I hope so in fact. Let him have some fantasies, he's at an age full of hormones. I sit back on my chair and returned to my reading, relaxing back on the chair, legs extended in front of me and my ankles croseed on over the other.

I ride the crosstown bus to work. It is a great ride. I like to avoid rush hour, especially on sunny days. I enjoy the view. From here I can see the sleek legs in high heels walking down the street. I can peer into cars alongside the bus. Every once in a while a short skirt pulls up along the bus. This particular young woman doesn’t care that her skirt is riding up and exposing her smooth white thighs . . .
However, I am not really looking at her anymore. A few minutes ago the bus picked up a low cut purple sun dress with sun glasses and flip flops. In my mind the dress looks like a towel. She is short, tan, and has a small tattoo . . . sexy.
*I am watching the strap of her dress pull on her shoulder. The strap hangs just off her collar bone and repels down to her dress. If I pulled down on her dress, those straps would give. Great tits. She is reading. I watch her, while pretending to be gazing out the window. I trace the dark shadow along her thigh until it disappears up her skirt. She uncrosses her shapely legs.
I slouch in my seat. When she doesn't cross her legs again I realize she is probably watching me behind those big dark glasses. I don't mind. I like being watched. I like that I have her attention. We are just having a little fun and I am pleased that she is game. Her thighs are smooth, tan. Her thin sundress lightens the dark shadow between her thighs, but only a little. I can't tell the color of her panties. She fidgets in her seat letting her skirt ride up. I enjoy her. When she moves her thigh is exposed for a second. At that very second the sun comes through the window and lights up her entire seat! In that very second the shadows retreat exposing her tan legs, thighs, and white lacy panties. A shutter clicks in my mind.

She crosses her legs. I continue to enjoy the view. I close my eyes for a second and pull up the snap shot of her panties while it is still fresh in my mind. I want to remember this moment.

Toul - 2pm @ the Wharf. My blackberry reminds me of the meeting I have planned with Bill Toul. We are meeting at a bar just off the lake for drinks. Bill is my counterpart in a deal my firm is looking to pull the trigger on. The principles will sign on the dotted line on Monday. Bill and I need to make sure that happens smoothly.
I walk onto the wharf to take my usual seat on the bar and change course to take a seat at one of the tables. From the corner of my eye I had caught sight of a purple dress draped on my morning's vision. She is two tables down, but I have her perfectly aligned in my sights. I can easily keep my eye on her during my conversation with Bill.

A second later Bill appears. I motion for him and we order drinks. Her legs are crossed. Her thigh peaks out from the hem of her dress. I watch her dangle her sandal from her toes all the while maintaining eye contact with Bill as we brief each other on where we stand with the deal.

After readin a bit and drinkin my glass, I stood up, I laid the moeny on the table and took my bag. On my way towards the inner part of the bar, I catched a gaze, a face. And it flahsed in my mind. This was the guy from the bus. Was he fllowing me. As he stared at me, I gave him a smile and then entered the bar, went to the restrooms.
I came out a few minutes later, waited a second on the door of the bar, taking my time to put my glasses on, letting the guy from the bus see that I was out again.
And I walked to the little path along the lake. Moving back towards a more commercial area...

I went to Janice's, one of those new fun clothing shops that was so nice and full of cute little things. I wandered through the shelves, touching the materials, looking at the colors. I moved around a bit. Sometimes I took a skirt or a top and placed it before me in front of a mirror. I moved along the lingerie part of the shop too, appreciating the nice new things they had just received.
After a dozen of minutes walking aorund like that, I took a coupe of different things that I wanted to try and entered a changing cabin. Those were rather wide and cosy, with a huge mirror. I put my choices besides and turned to the mirror. I made ma dress fall down from my shoulders and then went to nuhook my lacy bra. After taking it off , I leaned to pull my thong down along my legs. I took a moment to look at mysle fin the mirror, appreciating my body.
I first took a lingerie set that I wanted to try for quite some time now. It wasn't one of the new arrivals in the shop, but one I've been dreaming about for months. Never bought it anyway, cause it was kinda expensive. Although it was rather haughty and hot, and as I was single... Well, on that day I felt great about it... Maybe. It was the first time I entered the changing cabin with it and it was the first time I tried it on... The set was composed of a corset and thong, that I put with nylons on. I adjusted it on my body and felt really sexy when I looked at myself in the mirror. A shame I didn't had a date who could appreciate it. My last date was Samantha, a girl I had dated for 4 months before she dumped me for some stupid muscular man, and that was 3 months ago.

Well I decided that I had to buy it, just to make her regret to have dumped me.

I slid out of the set and turned to the other things I had chosen on the shelves.

teasingSophie said:

After readin a bit and drinkin my glass, I stood up, I laid the moeny on the table and took my bag. On my way towards the inner part of the bar, I catched a gaze, a face. And it flahsed in my mind. This was the guy from the bus. Was he fllowing me. As he stared at me, I gave him a smile and then entered the bar, went to the restrooms.
I came out a few minutes later, waited a second on the door of the bar, taking my time to put my glasses on, letting the guy from the bus see that I was out again.
And I walked to the little path along the lake. Moving back towards a more commercial area...

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Bill and I exchange information as I enjoy the view of perfect thigh peeking out. I listen to Bill waiting for the hint of movement. I remember her white lace panties, hoping for a second showing. She doesn't seem to notice me watching.

After a while she puts her book down and reaches for her bag. My eyes dart towards her. She only leans slightly, not enough to provide a penetrating view. She leaves some money on the table and takes up her book when she finally notices me. My eyes don't shift away. I look back at her. She smiles, I reciprocate and nod my head. My eyes follow her into the bar. I watch her ass flexing under her light sundress. I can just make out the silhouette of her legs in the sunlight before she disappears inside.

She leaves shortly. Thirty minutes later, Bill and I conclude our business. I take the path by the lake, confident she is long gone by now. I imagine her sitting on a counter. She spreads her perfect thighs open. I run the tips of my fingers along her knee, down her thigh, across her panties, and up the other thigh . . . and then I realize the counter she is sitting on is the counter at Janice's! Of course, she is going there. Janice's is a posh clothing store that my firm turned around 10 - 15 years back. It was before my time, but I am their point person now. I decide to pay them visit.

I took off the whole corset set, putting it on the bench, and fumbled among my other stuff. This one was a good idea. Not as hot nor kinky, a youth stylish set of panties and bra. I put it on, and adjusted both pieces, looking at me in the mirror... Nice. I took some clothes I had chosen from the shelves too and tried them over, just to see hoiw it worked, a skirt and top. Yes, it was really nice. I turned around in front of the mirror...

All this was fine. I took it all off and went for the last piece of clothes I had chosen. First I put my own underwear back on, the white lacy thong and bra. And then I slide myself in the tight pinky dress. Again I turned around in front of the mirror. And I was pleased with what I saw there.
I put the dress on the bench again and went into my own summer dress back. I took all the stuff from the bench, the naughty lingerie set, the bra and panties, the skirt, the top and the dress. And I went for the counter in order to pay for all this... My bank account wouldn't be happy with this day of shopping, but that was fun.

I arrived at Janice's and slipped into the back. Linda was out, but the floor team-lead allowed me to use Linda's desk. I opened up my email and watched the security feed. I scanned the screens and caught a glimpse of the purple sundress as she disappeared into the changing rooms.

My mind raced trying to identify ways to get into the changing room. There just wasn't a way in. Well, there was, but it wasn't worth my job, our investment, the reputation of the store and a criminal record. I eyed the live-feed while I queuing up the recordings.

I found her on the video feed and followed her around the store. I admired her shoulders and neck. I lingered on the straps of her dress, imagining them slipping off as if I could will her dress off her body.

I saw her eying a corset and thong set. I watcher her feel the fabric. I waited patiently for her to lean forward, or bend over. I didn't expect much, the angle of the camera was too wide. All the same, it was devilish watching her make her selections, revealing herself to me. I watched her pick up a playful underwear set and a tight little dress.

I imagined her changing in and out of each set as I watched her walking around the store. I imagined her nipples peaking out the bras as she took them off. Imagined the designer materials sliding off her thighs.

I watched as she left the changing room and made her way to the checkout line. I called the team lead who was at the register. "Hey Erin, this is Guy in the back, " I pause waiting for her acknowledgement, "There is a young woman in a purple sundress about third in line. You don't know her, but she's kinda a big deal back at the office. I can't go into details, but her purchases are on the house. Just ring her up and I will settle the bill later."

She agreed and I hung up the phone.

As I came to the person at the register, I was told very politely that my purchases were on the house. I didn't understand, asked to repeat it. It was so strange. How was i going? What? I asked if this was a special occasion. I lloked arounf for a recording device (maybe a TV show?). Nothing. I just was told that the direction said it.
Well, how could I refuse such an offer?I took my brightest smile and said thank you, told her to thank the direction and moved out of the shop. The customer behind me asked for free things too of course.
I walked out of the shop and put my sunglasses on. I looked to the left, to the right, took a minute to decide, and finally headed for the shoes shop a few streets further.

I wa shappy to be welcomed in the shop by a young lad, probably around 20. Handosme and wearing a broad and nice smile. He greeted me in the shop and helped me looking around for a pair of red heels, something thin and elegant. I walked around the shelves with him, staying always as close as I could. And I could feel him appreciate this, although he sometimes also felt embarassed.
When the time came to try on the shoes, I sat on one of their little benches and extended my leg with my dress movn a bit up my thighs. He kneeled in front of me, trying to keep his gaze down on my foot. I asked him a question or two, thus kinda forcing him to lift his eyes when he answered, as it is of course more polite to look a customer in the eyes when speaking to him. I wasn't keeping my legs very tight, so he could surely peek under my dress. Not a cleraly visible flashing, just giving him some hints. As he was putting the red shoe in place, I saw him trying to give a quick glance between my legs upwards. I smiled at this move. He took his time for the two shoes.
I could then stand up and walk around in the shop, watching at my feet in the mirrors and making sure that the young lad couls follow the moves of my swaying hips. When i came back and sat on the bench, he took them off, taking his time again, and I ade sure that the dress was a bit more up than before. When I saw him blush, I knew he had glanced precisely at the lace betewen my thighs.
After that, Iwas soon out of the shop, with a bag more and my red heels in it.

I looked at a clock... Time to get ready for a dinner, perhpas a pic nic in the nearby public park.

teasingSophie said:

As I came to the person at the register, I was told very politely that my purchases were on the house. I didn't understand, asked to repeat it. It was so strange. How was i going? What? I asked if this was a special occasion. I lloked arounf for a recording device (maybe a TV show?). Nothing. I just was told that the direction said it.
Well, how could I refuse such an offer?I took my brightest smile and said thank you, told her to thank the direction and moved out of the shop. The customer behind me asked for free things too of course.
I walked out of the shop and put my sunglasses on. I looked to the left, to the right, took a minute to decide, and finally headed for the shoes shop a few streets further.

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I watched as the scene unfolded. I Listened as she thanked Erin and left the counter. I was on the floor, she didn't even notice me standing over her as she put on her sunglasses; I breathed in the smell of her hair. She walked off. I watched her make her way down the street. When she disappeared into the crowd I returned to Janice's.

I went to a little shop, bought a sandwich and a soda and went for the park. It was so sunny and hot on that day. I laid my bags on the grass and sat there, my dress lifting a bit on my thighs. I did not pay attention to closing my legs or tightening them of course, just happy to sit there and look around. A pond with children playing. People scattered around, being families, singles, couples, young and old. People walking and some running.
I bit in my sandwich and took a sip of my drink...

The sun should have gotten some heat inside me... And the teasing of the whole morning had been quite a turn on. I felt the heat raise in my lowe rbelly, I felt some kind of need, something i knew so well. I looked around, but it was too crowded a place for this... I stood up, took my stuuf with me and walked out of the park. There, another clothing shop. I moved in quite quickly, my heat beating faster as I was coming closer and knowing what i was going to do. This was really exciting. my breath becoming shallower, i took a dress almmost at random and entered one of the chancging cubicles. I lifted my dress and sat on the little chair. my hand knew me so weel, I slid it under my thong towards my cunt. Wet hot cunt, wanting, needing. I began playing with myself, bretahing heavily. I leaned back agasint the wall, as my other hand went to my breasts, caressing throough the thin layers of clothes. I moaned and suddenly bit my lower lip in order to restrain the noises. My fingers went quicker, busy on my most sensitive places, pushing me higher and upper, making it raise inside me, making my belly burn.
And there I cum, in the changing booth of that shop, bitting my lip harder to avoid a little scream, as my body shook and tensed.

Wow, that had been a relief and I needed it. Going to have a soda on a terrace after that was great. The cold beverage freshened my inner body and helped me come back down to Earth.

Time to go back home and so i took the bus back to my place.

After a shower and something to eat, I was still feeling kinda naughty. I turned on the computer and its webcam and went to that cam-chat site. Sitting there on my sheets in my whole new pruple corset and thong with the stockings, I attracted attention and soon find myself chatting with one of the pervs coming there. He was in need, surely already stroking his hard cock whcih I imagined. It turned me on even more. We chatted, it went on to more and more private stuff and I told him how I made myself cum today in the shop, and he seemed to really like that. The webcams moved, he showed me his rock hard cock. I showed him myself, I slid the thong sideways to expose my bare cunt. I took a toy from my drawer next to my bed.
It all went really hot, and it all escalated. I touched myself in front of him, showing him. He wa stroking himself. I played with my toy...

And after this orgasm, after shutting down the computer, after a shower, it was a nice time to get out... I had seen that a great rock band was giving a show in one of my favourite clubs in town. And I went for it.

I dressed in black mid-thighs skirt and a tight black top adorned with a metal band logo. High-laced Doc Marten's and I was ready to go. I called for a taxi and gave him the adress. The driver's gaze told me that I had put on some great clothes.

After that, I was in the queue to enter the club, it seemed laready rather crowded inside, but I had a certain asset that some others didn't have. I knew quite well one of the security guys at the doors. SO I made my way through the people waiting outside until I reached him. He smiled at me.

- Hey Sophie, nice to see you again. how are you?
- Fine, thanks. What about you?

I was smiling, a bit of a seductive smile. We chatted a bit. Of course he knew what I would ask from him. He took his time to do a bit of talking with me, letting his eyes wander up and down along my body, I knew he loved this. At the end, he let me in.

And I found myself in that kind of athmosphere I really love. The hot and steamy inside of a crowded rock club, full of people very close to each other, with the beer smell in the air. I went right for the bar and ordered one.

The evening went on as I love them... Hot and steamy. Very crowded. Some adventurous hands of course. Who could avoid that when dressed as I was? But I kpet them form going too far. The concert was great. Loud rock music that blasted and made us dance and jump in a tight crowd. The pit was a place of fury and just around it we were so close to each other that our bodies were like one massive moving thing.

There was that guy who watched me intently. I blinked back at him a couple of time and played with the crowd to keep him away wnough to avoid doing more.
For some time.

When I went for my third beer at the bar, he joined me and took another, paying both. He introduced himself as Mike and I smiled at him, introducing myself. He made a couple of good jokes and comlpiments and we were soon chatting, laughing and drinking together during the aftershow. He was coming closer and lcoser. And i knew ehat he wnated. As time was passing, I realized I wanted it too and wondered how this night would end.