Reply To: I am kinda whoring myself for my husband’s sake. I am turned on by it.

Three days later on my way home i stopped at the supermarket. I was wearing a black long fur coat over my shoulders, a purple long sleeve satin blouse buttoned up to the top tucked into black cotton pencil skirt, sheer lace hold up nylon stockings and 5 inch heels purple shoes. I had full make up on. Small pale Gwen was there. She walked up to me and started chatting . And in the next instant, her hand was resting directly on my breast, through my satin blouse and bra of course, but on my breast! I think that moment surprised both of us for a number of reasons. I wasn’t expecting it for one, we were in the middle of the supermarket, but i didn’t haul off and deck her either. Only seconds had passed, but her hand remained as she kneaded my breast like a contented cat.

What I didn’t expect, was when her hand remained on my tit.

Even with my blouse and bra on, she now felt the sudden emergence of my hard extended nipple. She was already well into the twenty or thirty second mark of booby fondling. She was playing with my nipple. Pinching and stroking with her small hand . Then suddenly she gently moved her hand off and away from me. Even though she did, I was floating on cloud nine, not even aware of the massive wetness in my panties. She walked away .