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Sneak peek in the mart

... guy there trying to get a sneak peek of my booty. I kept on ignoring him but I guaranteed him good views of my butt taking care to always kept my back turned to him. I passed by more two or three sections picking things, water, soda, cookies, and he tried to follow me, always trying to be discreet but unsuccessful. Sometimes he didn't followed my steps and headed to another direction only to "accidentally" enter the same section as me. After picking everything I needed to my cart, I decided to play a little more with the peeping guy. I headed to the women's apparel section. Again, he didn't came behind me but, when I was in the section, he showed up. The men's apparel was just behind so he could hide unsuspiciously in his own section while peeping my butt. I started to take small panties and look carefully to them, like I was choosing one. Every panties I took, I positioned on my hips, like seeing if it would fit me. Of course I wanted him to get a hard-on while imagining I would be buying and wearing one of those panties. Holding two panties on my hands, I turned to him and looked him in the eyes like it was accidentally, it was the first time me made eye contact and he lowered his eyes and start pretending he was picking some clothing. I drove myself to the fitting room. The mart was small and there were only two fitting rooms. One for men and one for women. It was like a cubicle. I know his eyes followed me heading to the women’s fitting room and as I entered I left the ...

... door open. I took of my pants, took of my panties and put the leopard pattern on. By the mirror, I saw him discreetly at the fitting room door. He put only his head from his eyes up to peep me in that small leopard pattern g-string. I had my mobile phone in front of me and the fitting room featured a little intercom to the wall so if he tried anything, I would have how to alarm people on the mart. But he didn’t. I kept the leopard pattern panties on for a whole minute for him to have a good view and then I’d try the second one, the pink, but I didn’t want him to see my butt nude. So, I lowered the coat to cover my butt, took of the leopard pattern panties, put on the pink and lifted the coat, so he could see my butt again. It was also a way for him to suspect I knew he was there. Again, I kept the panties for one minute more or less. I lowered the coat again, took of the pink panties, put on my own panties, as I remember it was beige, and lift the coat again. With him looking at my booty one more time, I put my pants on. When I turned my back to get out of the fitting room, I still saw him pulling his head quickly. When I went out, he was standing at the men’s fitting room door holding a t-shirt and jeans panties, like he was waiting someone to enter. I left the panties I tried in the fitting room and I later saw a warning sign that underwear shouldn’t be tried. Well, too late. I pushed my cart by the mart again, pick up one or two more things and went to the cashier. I didn’t ...