An entire day of doing whatever she wanted to do was exactly what Brooke needed. In her skinny jeans and a shirt that fit snugly over her very large breasts, Brooke was determined to find a man today. Attracting a man was never an issue for Brooke, but attracting a man who knew how to give her erotically charged body what it desperately craved was one thing that Brooke had not yet accomplished.
Brooke skimmed the sales racks and pulled out a few shirts that she thought would make her boobs look good and then headed for the ladies dressing room. When she finally made her way through the masses of women, the line for the dressing rooms was so long that Brooke was ready to forget the whole thing. She stood in line for awhile and then she thought about doing what she had wanted to do for years. “Do I dare?” she thought. Then she giggled, and hurried back to the men’s sportswear department. There had been no line outside the men’s dressing room in that department.
Brooke pretended to shop for awhile before sneaking into the men’s dressing room. She looked around, but no one was watching her. There were a lot of shoppers, but no one was paying any attention to her. Slowly making her way toward the dressing room, Brooke stopped occasionally as she pretended to shop. She felt naughty as she casually turned the corner to the dressing room. It wasn’t nearly as nice as the ones in the women’s departments, but Brooke didn’t care. She felt more comfortable in here amidst the manly scents that lingered in the air.
Brooke was beginning to feel wet as she closed her eyes and enjoyed her own body. Lost in a near ecstasy, Brooke closed her eyes and leaned against the wall. She nearly screamed when the door opened. “Oh, my gosh,” she said, nearly crashing into the mirror.
“Oh, I…I thought this room was free,” the man said, moving his eyes quickly from Brooke’s eyes to her naked chest and back again several times.