****** The Performer... Part III by Voyjer ******
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The Performer... Part III


After we talked about the Mall visit, Bobby said he'd like to see me "show it
all" to someone else. I thought about how much this "adventure" had turned me
on, and agreed. Bobby said I should go shopping for clothing that would only be
worn on one of our adventures, but clothing that would provide our "victims"
with partial or complete viewing access to my breasts and between my legs.

So, I went to a local women's store and started buying push- up bras, thong
underwear, widow corsets... the type that cup my breasts but don't hide a
thing, and some other appropriate clothes that I was sure be approved by Bobby.

He apparently couldn't wait, because after he got home from work, he said,
"Let's do it again tonight!" I agreed, and went to the bedroom to change. When
I returned, his eyes were as big as boiled eggs... My top was a low scoop,
showing most of my cleavage. The corset simply supported my breasts, and
allowed them to hang naturally, but I was somewhat turned on as well, which
resulted in my nipples protruding rather obviously just below the level of the
open scoop. Most of my aureolas were visible already.

I was wearing an older wrap-around skirt, with my new underwear, but had
adjusted the waistband so that the slit was in the front, with only about three
inches of overlap. This guaranteed that this skirt would open at the slightest
breeze or whenever I was seated to show off my blond curls to anyone who chose
to look.

We got into the car, which of course made my pussy hair visible. As I started
to adjust the skirt, Bobby stopped me and told me to stay that way. I figured
it was ok, so off we went... right into a service station that still offers
full service!!

Bobby told me to put my left leg up on the transmission tunnel, knowing this
would separate my legs and open me up to view when the windshield was being
washed. To both of our surprise, the attendant was a young lady, about 20 years
old, but extremely overweight. She came over and Bobby told her to fill it up,
but please clean the windshield. She nodded, smiled and went to the pump to
start filling the tank.

She walked over to the end of the pump island, retrieved the squeegee, and
walked to Bobby's side of the car. He turned to me and shrugged as if to say,
"Well, it was worth a try!" But that was when I realized she was looking at my
side of the car rather intently. I was curious, so I smiled at her, but she
wasn't looking at my face! I suddenly realized my legs were apart and she was
getting the view intended for a young man! She didn't waste any more time on
Bobby's side and came around the back of the car to my side. I noticed that as
she started doing the windshield on my side that the top three buttons of HER
blouse were undone "all of a sudden."

My window was open, so Bobby and I couldn't really say anything, but as she
continued to clean the windshield, she rested her left hand on the door frame.
I was hot, flushed, and figured "why not?" and lay back, raised up a bit and
opened my legs for her. She was rubbing the windshield furiously and continued
to stare very directly at my display. I figured this was as far as it could go,
when she said very nonchalantly, "Mind if my hand slips inside?"

She continued to do the windshield, but her hand had moved further inside. I
looked at Bobby, he nodded, and I grazed the back of her hand with my
fingernails, and ran my forefinger beneath her palm, which resulted in her
gripping my finger. I pulled her hand in and down, down, down to my hair which
was getting moist again. As soon as she saw her hand at the top of my slit, she
shifted position, still looking through the windshield, and opened her blouse
enough to show a rather practical bra. She began fingering the top of my slit,
attempting to find my clitoris. I'm sure she felt she was risking "it all" by
exposing just a little of her bra! Little did she know what was to come!!

Just then, the manager came out of the office and she reflexively pulled back
and began buttoning her blouse. I told Bobby I'd be right back and stepped out
of the car. The manager might even have seen my wet curls for a second as I
stepped out, but my mind was on giving this girl a good look!

I asked her where the restrooms were, and she took me to the employee's
bathroom. Bobby had engaged the manager into a discussion of sports, so I knew
we wouldn't be missed for a few minutes. As I walked into the bathroom, she
looked at me like a little puppy. I told her to come in and help me! She
immediately stepped inside and locked the door. As she turned, she said,
"You're beautiful! I couldn't believe you let me see you down there! Then when
you let me touch, I just about flooded my pants right then and there."

I said, "Well, I needed to be seen, and you seemed willing to be gentle, so why
not? My husband wants me to show others, and frankly I like to see other
people's reactions! Would you like another view without the windshield between
us?"

She quickly nodded yes, and waited for me to make the first move. I promptly
put my foot up on the toilet lid, which exposed me again, and ran my middle
finger down my slit to the clitoris and slowly rubbed myself, while watching
her. She was quite overweight, but I was curious too. I said, "Why don't you
show me your breasts? We both saw your bra outside, and I think you intended to
show off yourself, didn't you?" She actually blushed, and said, "I've NEVER
done that before... show others my bra I mean... but you had me so turned on,
that I wanted to share SOMEthing with you."

"Good," I said, "Then show me your breasts... now!" She haltingly unbuttoned
her blouse revealing a stark white bra that was rather large. I asked her "What
size bra do you wear?" and she said, "I'm a 42 DD cup, but it's a bit too small
and makes me bulge a bit... see?" She pointed to where she overflowed that
substantial garment. I told her to get on with it... all the time rubbing
myself. I didn't realize I could get turned on by sharing with a woman.

She nodded somewhat meekly and I thrilled at the thought that I was actually
telling another woman to perform for me. She slid her uniform top off, hung it
on the hook on the back of the door, then undid her five-hook bra and turned to
face me. Her skin was white alabaster, the veins in her breasts quite evident.
Although she had a roll or two on her waist, her nipples were erect and sat
atop a very spread aureola! Her aureola were HUGE, spread I guess, by her
weight. They were light tan, and easily 3.5 inches in diameter! Her nipples
were easily 1/2 inch in diameter and about 1/2 inch long!

She was red with embarrassment, and I told her to watch me. She shyly glanced
at me, and I removed my finger and coated her left nipple with my juices. That
got her attention! She gasped and I could tell she'd just climaxed right then
and there. I told her to lick herself while I finished my own climax. She
lifted that mammoth globe and licked her own nipple with her eyes closed. I
brought more up to her nipple and she sucked my finger as if it were a man's
penis. I climaxed then and she knew it. She opened her eyes and reached out and
cupped my sex with her left hand.

I wiggled my hips so I could get her cupped hand wet with my moisture, and she
put her hand to her lips and licked it off. I told her I had to go, reached out
and took her bra and walked out of the bathroom. She called out to me to bring
it back, and I responded with, "You got to have some of me, now I have some of
you. Stay braless the rest of the day! You'll enjoy it, and it'll be easier to
show others!"

As we left, she came out of the service bay (!) with half her shirt unbuttoned,
waving to me as we pulled out into traffic. Bobby asked me what happened and
stroked himself as I described her nipples for him.

He couldn't stand it and we went directly home and enjoyed ourselves in
reliving my first female-to-female experience. I didn't realize that another
woman might get aroused so easily, but I certainly found I enjoyed telling her
what to do, particularly knowing she's as turned on as I was! Well, I guess I
best go now, and think of another way to perform for my husband... we're going
out this weekend and he's promised to make it a memorable time!

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