Supermarket showings ...
Posted: Tue Aug 04, 2026 5:03 pm
One of Linda’s ideas was location made a big difference in how the “flash” was viewed. For instance a bikini at the beach was the norm, a bikini in the supermarket got attention.
Nearly all of her skirts/dresses were short, but she had a couple of flowy loose ‘boho’ dresses that she raised the hem on to where they barely covered the “goods”. Any puff of wind or just raising her arms would reveal her panties which she increasingly chose to go without.
She was also convinced that Friday right after work had the best man/woman ratio at a supermarket where she could find her ‘target audience’, particularly on the beer aisle and snack aisle. To be avoided were other women in particular female store employees.
Her usual routine was to position herself just a few feet from the “subject,” casually muttering something like, “There it is,” to catch his attention. Then, she’d make an exaggerated reach for the item, lifting her dress high, followed by a playful struggle to prolong the glimpse. The lucky subject always got quite the show—and I did too.
One of the more memorable moments involved a nice friendly looking fellow—Linda wasn’t overly selective, but if you looked like a jerk, there was no show. He was the only other person in the aisle, aside from me, of course. Linda walked several feet past him and then “accidentally” dropped a handful of change through the cart. Any reasonable person would have simply rolled the cart aside to retrieve it, but Linda had other plans. She gracefully dropped to her hands and knees, reaching under the cart with her backside lifted invitingly toward the stranger. Her dress slid up to just below her waist, giving him an extended view as she slowly gathered the scattered coins.
When she stood up, she suddenly turned as if she had just noticed him. Her face flushed a deep red as she exclaimed, “Oh my god, I’m not wearing underwear, am I?” He shook his head with a big smile and said, “It’s quite alright!” Linda continued, “I was in such a rush to grab a few things before my husband got home, I completely forgot. I’m so sorry…” she said, playing the dumb blonde act to perfection. He laughed and replied, “Miss, I could have watched you pick up that change all night.”
When we met at the car she wasn’t sure she could wait to get home to have sex …
Nearly all of her skirts/dresses were short, but she had a couple of flowy loose ‘boho’ dresses that she raised the hem on to where they barely covered the “goods”. Any puff of wind or just raising her arms would reveal her panties which she increasingly chose to go without.
She was also convinced that Friday right after work had the best man/woman ratio at a supermarket where she could find her ‘target audience’, particularly on the beer aisle and snack aisle. To be avoided were other women in particular female store employees.
Her usual routine was to position herself just a few feet from the “subject,” casually muttering something like, “There it is,” to catch his attention. Then, she’d make an exaggerated reach for the item, lifting her dress high, followed by a playful struggle to prolong the glimpse. The lucky subject always got quite the show—and I did too.
One of the more memorable moments involved a nice friendly looking fellow—Linda wasn’t overly selective, but if you looked like a jerk, there was no show. He was the only other person in the aisle, aside from me, of course. Linda walked several feet past him and then “accidentally” dropped a handful of change through the cart. Any reasonable person would have simply rolled the cart aside to retrieve it, but Linda had other plans. She gracefully dropped to her hands and knees, reaching under the cart with her backside lifted invitingly toward the stranger. Her dress slid up to just below her waist, giving him an extended view as she slowly gathered the scattered coins.
When she stood up, she suddenly turned as if she had just noticed him. Her face flushed a deep red as she exclaimed, “Oh my god, I’m not wearing underwear, am I?” He shook his head with a big smile and said, “It’s quite alright!” Linda continued, “I was in such a rush to grab a few things before my husband got home, I completely forgot. I’m so sorry…” she said, playing the dumb blonde act to perfection. He laughed and replied, “Miss, I could have watched you pick up that change all night.”
When we met at the car she wasn’t sure she could wait to get home to have sex …