Lovers in the Mall

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ooc: Reposting again. Looking for some flirting, buildup. PM a sample.

Erika loved her husband but ever since she was pregnant and began to show, her husband didn't appreciate her as much. Erika belonged pregnant. The pregnancy made her glow as a woman and made her already attractive breasts fuller. Most men would pay attention to her curvaceous figure but was her husband? No. She felt lonely. Sure, she could finger herself to get off but she needed a man's touch. A soft, genuine touch. She decided she would go to the mall, hopefully finding a man who would pay attention to her beyond her desires and wouldn't ask question.

She hopped in the shower. She then came out and put on a pair of maternity jeans as well as a blouse. She also put her sandals on. The blouse showed her full breasts and the jeans, well they showed off her sexy ass. As she entered the mall, she could feel eyes on her wherever she went. She smiled at them, especially the men, hoping that one of them would have the courage to come up and start a conversation with her.
 
All he had come here for crescent wrench. The one he had been using finally was stripped to the point it was useless. So he had come to the mall. Sears was there and so was the food court, an added plus because he was hungry.

But as soon as he sat down to enjoy a sub, he was interrupted. "Hey Bob," came the chorus of girls. OK, so three didn't constitute a chorus, but these three seemed to be all over any guy with a package, and it was his unlucky day. Not that they were not attractive, but its just he wasn't into them. As a matter of fact, he had begun to wonder if there was something wrong with him. None of the girls his age was doing it for him. What was up with that?

He eventually managed to finish his sub and extricate himself. He walked quickly to the stairs to the second level and started a quick ascent. He was three quarters the way up, when he saw boots and snug jeans. He slowed as his eyes traveled up to curvy hips, then higher to a very full chest. He swallowed and stopped, looking to a very pretty face and silky hair. Still standing a couple steps down from her, he looked up slightly into her eyes, and his mind went blank.

"Uh, pardon me, I wasn't watching where I was going," he started. He didn't move. Moving would have meant moving away from her. Dang, she was amazing.
 
"Oh god, I'm sorry. I'm such a clutz." She stumbled a little bit over her words. She was pretty much lost in her own thought as she wandered the mall that she never even saw this guy in front of her. She was spending some time at the mall, needing to get out of the house but more importantly away from her husband. Lately, her husband barely even noticed her. It was hard to get a kiss on the lips, let alone any type of sex. She was pregnant after all but she thought her husband loved her enough to still be attracted to her.

She swallowed hard, noticing how attractive this younger man was. He wasn't that much younger, maybe 5 or so years but he was youthful and fit. And the way he smiled at her made her heart melt. It was as if he noticed her as a woman, something her husband lacked desperately.

"Hi..I'm Erika..." She said a little nervously, embarrassed by almost running him over.
 
He extended his hand towards her, "Bob, nice to meet you, and my bad. I wasn't looking where I was going."

As they were standing on the stairs, his face was even with her breasts. He had to keep his head tilted to keep his eyes on hers. He stood there for a moment, until he heard an irritated voice behind him, "do you mind?"

Without thinking, he took a step up, saying, "sorry." This put him just inches from Erika, staring into her eyes. A wave of heat suddenly rose in him. He managed a small laugh, "we seem to be blocking traffic. Uh, would you like coffee or something?"

That was ballsy of him. He had nearly run her down and now he was inviting her to have coffee?
 
She smiled a little as it seemed Bob was staring at her. God, she couldn't even remember the last time her husband noticed her as a woman. Granted, pregnancy made her a little bigger. Her breasts had become swollen, her stomach larger and her ass a little bit more fuller. She laughed when people were getting impatient with them blocking traffic. She smiled when he offered her coffee.

"Are you sure? I mean that's very nice of you." She smiled a bit. She was a little self conscious of herself now, especially since her breasts were swollen and she had gained some wait. She couldn't really blame her husband for not paying attention to her. But she had to admit, even if it was just to herself, that it was nice that another man looked at her.
 
"Absolutely," he replied with a grin, thinking to himself that nice had nothing to do with it. He just wanted more time with her. The stairway had briefly cleared. He turned and gestured back down the way he had come, "shall we?" He started to offer her his arm, then caught himself. He had known her for maybe a minute.

They walked down the stairs side by side. He couldn't help but notice the shake of her breasts as she took each step down. "Sooo, what brings you here today?" he asked. When they reached the bottom of the stairs, he gestured towards the cafe with a questioning raise of his eyebrows. She nodded and headed that direction. Traffic forced him to follow her, and he was treated to the sight of her ass for the first time, full and curvy. He pursed his lips briefly, thinking, "whoa."

The arrived at the cafe. Fortunately the line was short and they placed their orders. Her's arrived first and she went to station with all the sweeteners and so forth. As he waited, he saw her in profile, his eyes undressing her, the curves of her ass and her full, full breasts, and... the curve of her belly. His eyes dialated. Pregnant? He could feel his cock hardening, when the clerk gave him his coffee. As he took it the same station, thoughts rushed through his mind, "She's pregnant, probably married. Check her hand. What am I doing chatting her up? Dang, she is so damn hot!"

She had seated herself at a small table as he walked up, looking down at her and that fully, milky, delicious cleavage. He forced himself to look her in the eyes, and sat down.
 
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She had gotten a decaf coffee since she had tried to stay away from caffine while pregnant. She smiled as she sat down. She was a little self conscious of her pregnant body, especially since it seemed that her husband didn't appreciate her new figured form. She didn't know why this guy, who was attractive, funny it seemed, would bother to even stop to talk to a pregnant woman of her size. Pregnancy had caused her breasts to become much more swollen, her ass more curvy and her hips a little bit more thicker.

As she sat across from him, her blouse dipped into her neckline, causing anyone to notice how deep her cleavage actually was. And also to notice that she had swollen, beautiful breasts.

"Thank you for the coffee. It's totally unnecessary. I'm just a total clutz most days." She laughed a little nervously but it was true.
 
"My pleasure," he relied easily, "and I don't think you are clutzy at all. I,.." He was about to say, "I think you're hot." But he caught himself, and took a quick drink of coffee. He tried to look casually at her left hand. Sure enough, a wedding ring. I'm chatting up a married, pregnant woman. If it hadn't been for the fact that he found her more attractive by the moment, he would excused himself, before a jealous husband shot him in the back. But he was drawn to her, powerfully.

The silence weighed on him, and he finally managed, "so what were you shopping for again?"

If she told him new lingerie, he would shoot off in his jeans. But the thought was there, and he undressed her slowly with his eyes.
 
She took a sip of her coffee, almost embarrassed that another man was noticing her. She had lost her in shape body due to the pregnancy and it was probably the first time any man looked at her as a woman while pregnant. She bit her lip as he asked what she was shopping for. The truth was, she hoped to find a sexy outfit to buy that would make her husband notice her sexually again. She had swollen breasts, wider hips and a fuller ass but her husband didn't seem to notice any of those things.

"It's pretty pathetic...." She said, quietly. "I was going to purchase an outfit that would make my husband notice my....body." She said quietly. She had no idea why she just told this to a complete stranger. He probably thought she was the definition of pathetic now.
 
Bob nearly snorted his coffee in surprise. His eyes went wide and words came tumbling out of his mouth, "How he could he not notice? You're..." He stopped for a split second, looking her deep in her limpid eyes, "so beautiful." His mouth opened again and he closed it. It felt as though his thoughts collided in his brain, all trying to get out at once.

She was gorgeous. She was also married. She was pregnant with her husbands child. He ached to touch her, take her, fill her with cum. How could any man not want her? She looked so sad.

This was not helped by the fact that every minute they passed together, that he was becoming more aroused. His cock was fully hard, very uncomfortably bulging his jeans. He wanted her like he had never wanted another.

He also wanted to fill the silence, "Uh, crescent wrench." What a bone headed thing to say.
 
He kept looking at her and it made her blush. Her husband had made her incredibly conscious of her body. Her breasts now swollen, a few extra pounds here and there, causing her hips to widen and for her ass to look more full. The blouse she had on, showed her cleavage line..exposing some of her milky swollen breasts.

She took a sip of coffee, not sure why she had told this to a complete stranger. "It's pretty pointless though since I'm pretty much a whale, according to my husband." She admitted. She hoped that if she bought a sexy outfit, it would make her husband notice her sexually again but she knew that was a very much lost cause. Her husband wasn't interested in her in the bedroom, at least not while she was pregnant.
 
It was as though she hadn't heard him. She was the most attractive woman he had ever met, and her husband had her believing she was a whale. He couldn't stand it.

He reached his free hand across the table and grasped hers. She started, and looked at him. "I don't think you heard me the first time Erika," he said softly, but firmly, "I think you are gorgeous, beautiful. You are the sexiest woman I have ever met."

He watched her eyes. His heart was pounding as he held her hand. Could she feel the desire that was burning in him right now?
 
She felt him take her hand and she felt an entire spark run through her. She bit her lip, looking down, letting a few strands of hair fall over her eyes. "Sexy, really?" She whispered. She couldn't believe another man found her even remotely attractive. Because at home, her husband surely didn't.

She couldn't remember the last time she felt like this. She felt a desire starting to burn inside of her. It was more than lust, it was need...want..as well as other things. She breathed softly, causing her swollen breasts to rise and fall inside her black lace bra.
 
He watched a shiver run through her. She had heard him that time. She looked down, and looked so cute with her hair falling over her face. She asked him, "really?"

Forces, desires, wants were moving between them. He threw caution to the wind, releasing her hand and then standing slowly. He simply stood by their table and waited. He watched her eyes move from the table to his legs and then to the obvious bulge in his pants. Her eyes widened and then looked up at him.

He sat back down, softly saying, "Really."
 
She watched him stand and for a second she was unsure as to why. But when he stood, she saw the bulge outlining his pants; a bulge she created. Knowing she had done that to him, was causing her womanhood to ache. She was pretty sure that she was becoming wet in her panties. She was married, to a man who wouldn't even look at her twice. Yet she had this complete stranger turned on by her.

She wanted him to undress her, have his hands on her bod. She wanted him to take her swollen breasts in his mouth. If she kept thinking that way, she'd cum inside her panties right then and there.

"Um, is it suddenly getting really hot in here?" She said, causing her to open up the top bottom of her blouse. She was feeling incredibly hot right now and this stranger had caused it.
 
He laughed at her question about the temperature, half singing the chorus to an old song, "Its getting hot in here." But the last note died in his mouth as she unbuttoned her top button and her blouse splayed open a few inches, pressed by the abundant breasts beneath.

It took considerable restraint not to dive forward into her cleavage. He was hungry for her, and getting hungrier by the minute. His eyes burned for her, when he suggested, "Yes, very hot. How about we go for a walk?"

He stood and offered her his hand. She stood and he almost bent to kiss her. Instead he looked at her intensely, and hoped she felt what he felt.
 
She almost lost her words for a second. He was close to her and she was becoming hungry for him. She couldn't even remember the last time her husband looked at her as a woman. Sure, she had gained some weight; her breasts had swollen but she still had that need inside of her. And this complete stranger, this good looking stranger, was making her feel more sexy than she had in months.

"Um, yeah..a walk would be good." She said as she rose quietly. Her breasts moved within her bra as she stood. "I hope I'm not keeping you from your day. I'm sure you have much better things to do than talk to me." She said quietly, feeling this fire burning within her.
 
He watched her stand, or more accurately watched her full breasts sway and then settle as she stood. He chuckled softly at what she said. Better things to do than talk with an incredibly hot woman? He wanted to say just that, but again settled, "You are far more interesting than anything else I had planned. I hope I am not keeping you from your shopping."

"Can I take you home with me?" is what he wanted to say as they walked out of the cafe. The way she moved, her body beneath her clothes, was all he could thinking about. He wanted her, bad.

"I think you mentioned lingerie shopping," he suggested, "did you still want to do that?"

He was sure she would say something about him not having to do that or being bored, so he added with a smile, "I could be your fashion consultant."
 
"Are you sure? I mean...that wouldn't be weird for you?" She asked quietly. She wasn't sure why a man like him would want to help her shop for lingerie; her husband wasn't interested in her pregnant body so that made her feel a little self conscious. "I mean...if you don't mind..." She found herself stuttering over her words. This stranger was getting to her, making her feel as sexy as she did before she got pregnant. She could feel this fire starting to burn inside of her; this need, this want.
 
"Having a beautiful woman model lingerie for me?" he said quietly, "no, not weird at all."

They walked down the long aisle of the mall, until they came to a shop that had mannequins in the window arrayed in various types of skimpy lingerie. The mannequins were all skinny, but as Robert looked at them, he imagined Erica in the same outfits, her curves accentuated by clothing that was not designed for sleeping, but for initiating sex. His cock swelled in his pants, again.

He didn't ask. He simply opened the door for her, and prayed she would go in. "I think some of these would be amazing on you," he offered.
 
She was nervous. But she wanted to do this. The truth was, her husband hadn't looked at her pregnant body in months, let alone touched her. But this stranger, he kept staring at her pregnant body...her rounded breasts, her larger ass. And she wanted to see his reaction when she changed into this sexy clothes.

"Can you wait out there while I change into this one?" She asked quietly. She just prayed that he wouldn't find her so repulsive like her husband did. She prayed that he'd find her sexy.
 
He grinned at her, trying to keep things light, "sure, just call me when you are done." Inside, his heard to thumping loudly. She had chosen some sheer, lacy and black. He didn't get a good look at it, but knew he would be getting a good look at her.

He looked around as he waited. The shop was fairly quiet. He could only see two clerks, one at the register, the other on the floor. His eyes caught sight of one of the racier negligee, with ribbon ties over the breasts and crotch. He breathed harder imagining Erika in it.

His lusty musings were interrupted by his name being called softly. He turned and looked down the hall of the fitting rooms. He could see Erika holding one of the doors partly open, modeling the piece she had selected. His eyes widened, and he mouthed, "oh wow."

He glanced out at the clerks, and then walked down the hall to the door of the fitting room. He opened the door more fully, drinking in the view of her. He could see all of her, her curves accentuated and partly hidden by the lace. "Gorgeous," he breathed, as he entered the room. His body was on fire. She had back up when he had come in, her back pressed against the glass behind her. He brought his hand to her shoulders, and bent to kiss her. Her lips were trembling when they touched, but grew harder and hungrier as the kiss deepened. His grip on her shoulders tightened with the second kiss. One hand started to move down her arm, when they heard someone in the hall.

He straightened up, both of them looking hungrily at the other. He whispered, "Erika, my place is not far from here."
 
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She had been a little hesitant on trying this on in front of a complete stranger. Her body wasn't exactly fit anymore for sexy clothes like these. But when he looked at her in the nightie, it made her feel completely sexy. He took her surprise when he kissed her. It made her heart race, more so than it had in such a long time. She had this need growing inside of her, a need to be wanted by a man.

She kissed him again, wanting to feel his mouth on top of hers, his tongue inside her mouth. He was much younger but that didn't particularly matter. All she knew was that he wanted her and she was starting to want him too.
 
"Had she heard him?" he wondered for a moment, before he felt her hands on him, pulling him in for another kiss. He forgot about the sound outside as he lips parted, and his tongue darted inside. His arms were around her now, pulling her close against him. He groaned as her large breasts squished against his hard chest. His hands stroked up and down her back, thrilling him with her curves. His hands moved over the swell of her hips, gripping her, grinding against her, his cock so very hard beneath his jeans.

He shuddered, saying a little louder, "Erika, I want you."
 
His hands on her made her feel as if her body was on fire, her heart racing. It had been months since her husband laid a hand on her, let alone touched her. And here she had this slightly younger man wanting every part of her body. She was leaned up against the wall in the dressing room, feeling him grind his body against hers. And it was there she felt his hardened cock pushing up against her. She closed her eyes, gasped softly. She could feel her womanhood start to become wet with dampness.

"I want you too...." She whispered, putting her hand over his bulge on his pants, just wanting to feel that he was all man, and all hard for her.
 
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