One Day in Germany (2 of 2) - Sex Stories

One Day in Germany (2 of 2)

... down below. Once zipped into the dress, everything around the woman’s butt was well and truly sealed. ‘That will frustrate him’ Karin thought as she dropped the keys into her panties and then eased herself into the dress. The effect upon James was evident as soon as she opened the dressing room door and proceeded to walk towards him, carefully with small steps. “Wow!” he breathed as he ran his chained hands over her, running the risk of being seen. “Keys,” she purred as she took his hands and positioned them on her butt. “Yes, I wish they were out here,” he replied and then after a moment’s thought continued, “And I wish I were inside.” “I shrink and put you in, later?” she offered as she kissed James and walked back to the dressing room. The dress was even turning her on, what must James be thinking. When Karin reappeared she was back in her jeans and black leather jacket. She casually dropped both outfits into his lap and quickly left the shop. James instinctively followed her, only to set off the alarms as he tried to leave the shop while still holding the clothes. Two assistants appeared from nowhere and one took hold of his arm. “Sorry, sorry!” he apologies as they led him back to the counter. He couldn’t understand much that they said, although the word ‘police’ was mentioned several times. “I buy, I buy,” he was speaking pigeon English and fumbling with his credit card, while one of the assistants continued to guard him. With everything purchased, James hurried ...

... flustered out of the shop. The shop assistants had definitely seen his wrists and he’d been lucky to get out without being arrested. And worse of all, he’d lost Karin again and therefore lost track of the keys that followed her dutifully around in her back pocket. He called and texted her, but she didn’t answer. He went to her flat, again no answer, but he left the new outfits for her outside her front door. A peace offering that might eventually get him out of Karin’s most effective handcuffs. He then returned to the cafe and to the table at the back. The same pretty waitress came to serve him and again she seemed overly fascinated by his chained hands. “My favourite customer still locked?” she’d smiled as she slid into the same side of his booth and sat on the table right next to him with her feet on the bench. He’d ordered and she finally left him alone, but she kept returning to sit on his table and each time she did, she pulled her skirt up a little higher. James had called and texted Karin over twenty times before he finally received a response. Fortunately he wasn’t pinned in by the waitress at the time. He jumped up and left the cafe, quickly making his way back to her flat and in through the open door. Karin was standing in the middle of her lounge wearing the red dress. Not only that, she wore heels and make up, even her hair looked different. Whether it was the way she had made herself up, or the power she had over him, but this ordinary girl was starting to look ...