A promiscuous married woman who accepts defeat in a bet

I can't believe I actually did it.
Walking through the shopping mall, I was wearing a black silk mini-skirt, a lace t-back, and a thin white silk cardigan over which I wore only a very thin lace bra that matched my underwear. The tension kept giving me goosebumps all over my body.
My husband and I made a bet over a boring basketball game. The loser has to be at the winner's beck and call for the rest of the day. I'm sure I'll win, but now I'm standing here in the mall, looking like a prostitute. …If I knew what he really wanted me to do, I would never have made the bet, even if I was sure I'd win.
I feel like a slutty woman, and I certainly look like one now, but on the other hand, a part of me seems to enjoy it. Every man staring at me makes me feel increasingly wet between my legs, stimulating me to expose more and more.
At the beginning of the day, I was incredibly nervous. I crossed my arms over my chest, afraid that someone would see my hard nipples peeking out from under my sheer clothing, but then I realized that doing so only drew more attention to me. I forced myself to act more natural. Soon, I found myself enjoying the gazes of those who wanted to undress me. I even found myself wanting to stare at the men who were peeking at me, to see what kind of expressions were on their faces as their eyes darted over my body.
Earlier, I noticed a boy in his early teens staring at me. For some reason, I raised my hands high, letting my breasts press against the thin fabric of my clothes, enjoying the boy's wide-eyed expression.
I arranged to meet my husband at Shuu, and he'll give me some new instructions. I really don't know what else he wants.
I felt like there were three men following me. When I stopped pretending to browse the shop windows, they stopped too. When I continued, they immediately followed me closely. I have to admit, although I was incredibly nervous, it also made me feel excited.
Oops, sorry, I accidentally dropped my wallet. As I bent down to pick it up, the hem of my short skirt rode up, completely exposing my almost naked buttocks to the three men and everyone else looking in my direction. The thought of more skin being exposed to others intensified my excitement. I've never been so excited before! I never imagined that such a lewd display would make me feel so sexy, so confident, and filled me with an unprecedented shock. ...I couldn't tell if I was sweating from nervousness or from this strange excitement. Stealing a glance at my followers, I realized they had all stopped.
If I weren't so excited, I would have laughed out loud, grabbed my wallet, and wiggled my hips as I continued walking.
I noticed they were getting closer and closer, and they weren't trying to hide themselves anymore. I was almost at the meeting place with my husband. Standing on the elevator, I knew my pursuers could easily see my underwear under my skirt. …The thought that they could probably see my already soaked underwear made my genitals feel increasingly itchy. I really wanted to reach into my underwear and insert my fingers into my vagina, but I managed to control myself. I was on the verge of orgasm, and my steps were becoming a little unsteady.
My husband, Achang, was sitting at a table near McDonald's. He saw me, smiled, and left his seat. I quickly walked over and sat down at his table, where I saw an envelope he had left on the table. The envelope read, "Open in the restroom."
I knew he was watching me, and I remembered our agreement. If I didn't follow his instructions, no matter how boring they were, we'd have to repeat today's events next week. I grabbed the envelope and headed for the bathroom.
As I stood up, the three guys who were with me walked past me. One of them seemed to say something to me, but I didn't hear clearly.
The restroom was empty, except for a sofa. I sat down and opened the envelope. I almost gasped, realizing just how my husband wanted me to do the rest of the day. I had to take off my bra and panties, put them in my purse, and walk to a chair outside a lingerie store on the other side of the mall. I sat there, deciding to put our agreement aside.
I stood up, but instead of leaving, I went into an empty cubicle and closed the door. I quickly took off my outer clothes and bra. After putting my outer clothes back on, I realized that my hard nipples were indeed pushing against the transparent silk outer garment. Taking off my underwear, I found that it was already damp and warm.
I put my bra and panties in my purse, but I was so excited I had to savor it first. I sat up, pulled up my skirt, closed my eyes, and started masturbating. The feeling of rubbing my clitoris was wonderful. I fantasized about performing in front of a group of people, cheering and encouraging me. I was shocked; I was completely powerless against this desire.
Oh my god! I didn't expect to have an orgasm, but, oh my god! I came, and I heard myself moaning. I tried not to make a sound, but I'm sure I didn't have complete control over myself.
After the climax, I finally came to my senses and realized how exciting it had been to expose myself to strangers. Straightening my clothes, I walked to the mirror and saw how I appeared to others. As I walked back and forth, my breasts bounced up and down, my nipples brushing against my outer garment, remaining erect. …The hem of my skirt barely touched my buttocks. Even the slightest breeze could reveal how scantily clad I was. Since no one was in the restroom, I bent over to see what others could see when I bent over.
This skirt was way too short; when I bent over, my entire butt was exposed. I thought I'd better be careful, lest the police arrest me for public indecency. As I lowered my skirt, I suddenly heard some sounds coming from another cubicle. My heart pounded, because it sounded like she was masturbating!
Driven by curiosity, I approached and asked, "Are you alright?"
She said it was okay, but let out a groan. I suppressed the urge to open the door and peek, but my curiosity was too strong. I decided to wait and see this woman, and also take the opportunity to touch up my makeup. A moment later, she came out. I noticed she was covered in sweat, but had a satisfied expression on her face. She looked about my age, around thirty, with a head of beautiful, jet-black hair. I stared at her, and she smiled back.
She gave a brief explanation, because she was with me too...
I didn't understand her last sentence, so I asked her to repeat it. I can't believe it! She told me she was following me because she wanted to have sex with me! She had this idea when I was picking out my wallet, and then she started following me.
I only noticed the man and completely ignored her. I didn't know what to say, so I just stood there dumbfounded, mouth agape. She then said she was bisexual and often came to the shopping mall looking for bored housewives. She followed me into the restroom, and when she heard me masturbating, she couldn't help but start touching herself too. But when I looked at myself in the mirror, she couldn't resist anymore.
Sometimes I imagine what it would be like to be with another woman, but I've never had the chance. Now that opportunity is right in front of me, I don't know how to handle it.
She explained to me that many women go to shopping malls looking for lovers. She can tell if a woman wants another woman, even when the woman herself doesn't know her own needs. She said that although I'm not sure myself, she knows very well that I enjoy being with her.
I retorted defiantly, but she stopped me with an irresistible, passionate kiss, and I involuntarily yielded. Sensing my nervousness and allure, she pulled out a business card, wrote something on it, and handed it to me, telling me I had time to call her. I watched her leave, then looked at the business card she left behind; it had her mobile, work, and home phone numbers on it.
I had to leave. Ah Chang must be waiting for me. Leaving the restroom, I looked around and realized the people who had been following me were gone. Suddenly, I felt confused and a little lost. I was practically naked in the middle of the shopping mall. Although I felt hot all over, the desire that had been ignited within me vanished without a trace, replaced by embarrassment and shame. I had to get going… I didn't want to be mistaken for soliciting customers and get arrested.
As I approached the place Achang had arranged, I noticed the people who had been following me reappear. I regained my confidence and felt relatively relaxed. They were strangers, but after all, strangers I had met before. Having regained my courage, I stopped by a fountain… I opened my wallet, took out some coins, and tossed one into the fountain. At this moment, I couldn't see them, but I could feel someone approaching me.
Part of my body wanted to leave immediately, but my brain told me to stay. Just as I turned around, I saw one of those people standing next to me, smiling at me seductively.
Looking at him up close, I could see he was very muscular and handsome, with a noticeable bulge in his crotch. I smiled back at him. With that smile, he moved even closer. I wanted to leave immediately, but I couldn't move. Not out of fear, but because of something else… I wanted to know what was going to happen next. He said nothing, just pulled my hand to his bulge. I couldn't believe I actually did that, but I did squeeze his penis, just to tease him. My desire was reignited; my only thought was to penetrate him.
But I let go of him anyway, feeling as if some kind of spell had been broken. I smiled at him again, but turned and left. He suddenly said, "Of course you can leave anytime, but please at least let me take a good look at you."
Turning to face him, I felt a little embarrassed, yet also incredibly sexy. His gaze swept over my entire body, as if he were visually undressing me. His eyes lingered on my chest for a moment before he told me to turn around and bend over.
I stared at him in surprise. "Who do you take me for? Someone you can toy with as you please?"
"No, of course not. But you certainly know what you want. So, it's up to you."
Surprisingly, I didn't want to argue anymore, so I did as he said. I bent over and felt the breeze caressing my wet, exposed vulva.
"Now spread your legs and let me take a good look at you."
Without hesitation or looking around to see if anyone else was watching, I followed his orders and spread my legs. I felt as if his gaze had transformed into a fleshy rod penetrating my vagina.
"Now rub your vulva with your fingers."... My hand immediately moved between my legs, and I started masturbating with my fingers while a stranger watched. When I realized I was masturbating in public, I couldn't help but moan, feeling another orgasm coming.

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