Unwanted attention - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

Unwanted attention - Chapter 9

... the car. As we walked through the parking lot I noticed that the dress I was wearing looked a bit different in the light of day then it did in my room. It was fairly decent, not too short, about an inch above the knee, but it was hugging my bubble butt just a bit more than I would be comfortable showing in public, or anywhere for that matter. Of course, my old nemesis, the cleavage was on display like usual but there was not much I could do about that… We grabbed a shopping cart and walked through the store picking up items along the way. I noticed some guys look at me, but nothing unusual so far, just your garden variety creeps, but when you are all legs, ass and boobs as they say, what else can you expect. I had learned to live with that and just ignore it. We made our way to the frozen section and had more stuff to pick up here than usual. It was a hot summer and we were going through ice-cream like crazy. Mom had me pick up whatever flavors I thought that James and I would like, so I had to reach up and behind other stuff to get what I needed. At one point I leaned in the freezer to grab the last box of popsicles from the back of the shelf and ended up pressing my bust against the other iced treats in order to get it. We then saw another one behind the one I pulled out, so I leaned in even further, pressing my chest harder against the cold boxes until I retrieved the last one. Pushing my soft nipples against that freezing surface hurt a bit, but since there was only a ...

... thin layer of dress material to cover them, they got really stiff and were now poking outward getting even my mom’s attention. “Are you not wearing a brassiere young lady?” she asked a bit irritated and staring right at them. My eyes dropped and I gasped a bit, covering my chest with both hands. “Am, well, it didn’t fit inside the dress and so I just tried it on without one and it seemed OK at home. I didn’t know they were going to get so stiff mom, you know how shy I am, why you have to say it so loud and embarrass me here?” As I said that she looked behind her at the man who overheard the conversation and was now leering at me rudely. We threw the stuff in the cart and made our way to the front of the store. My large nipples had not recovered from the cold shock as fast as I had hoped and were still displaying themselves with total disregard for my predicament. I couldn’t walk around the whole time with my arms crossed in front of my chest since I was the one pushing the cart and my mom putting groceries in, so I reserved myself to just looking down and away from the steering eyes and pretended not to notice that the man from the frozen section was now following us through the store and all the way to the registers. I just wanted to get out of there as fast as I could, but the line was moving slow and my mom ran back to the fruit section having forgot to pick up some things while I started putting stuff on the conveyor belt for the cashier to scan. The eavesdropper was right ...