In the past, I made little trips dressed to gas stations, convenience stores, etc. and am at the point that I'm more or less at ease in public. It took a while to get to that point; when I was younger, I ventured into a shopping mall during the day, and got questioned by a couple of security guards as to what I was doing there. Small wonder, as I was wearing a white satin translucent blouse, black miniskirt, dotted black nylons and baby pink 5 inch stilettos and garish makeup, and a tacky blonde wig. Although at the time, I thought I looked sexy!
This past weekend, I went out with my wife. I packed Samantha's suitcase and we drove to another city and rented a nice motel room. After resting for a bit, I showered and selected my lingerie. I then dressed in a nice cream colored clingy, shirred V neck blouse with an above the knee black satin skirt that fit snug, but not too tight. My wife suggested the dark pink bra I chose didn't work well because of the lace decoration at the top of the cups; it didn't create a smooth look with the blouse, so I changed to a light pink smooth cup bra. A matching thong and sheer black stay ups completed the dressing, except for the addition of my favorite black kidskin Italian 4.5 inch stilettos. These shoes are so comfortable and easy to walk in, and I love how elegant they look.
After doing my makeup and brushing my wig, I put on some 2 inch hoop earrings and a gold necklace, applied a few spritzes of perfume around my neck and the back of my legs. I put on my coat, grabbed my purse and away we went. My wife drove to a large movie theater and parked in the parking lot some distance away from the theater. She walked a little ways ahead of me to buy the tickets for the show, while I waited in the car for a few minutes. I checked my makeup in the lighted visor mirror, and thought I actually looked pretty good. I started out swinging my hips a little and enjoying the click of my heels on the pavement.
As I walked up to the entrance two security guards were standing out front, talking. One glanced my way momentarily and continued talking to his partner. So far, so good. I pulled my shoulders back to push my breasts out a little more and walked over to where my wife was waiting in the lobby with the tickets, and fortunately we didn't have any line to stand in for the ticket taker. The theater corridor area was a shiny, hard linoleum, and my heels sort of slid around a little on it, but nothing too bad. A few people glanced my way as we made our way to the theater entrance, but nobody looked shocked or bemused. I just smiled slightly at no one in particular and continued on my way.
When we entered the theater, I was shocked how big a room it was. My wife started climbing a flight of stairs to go to some higher seating, and I followed along sashaying up the stairs. Some men already seated appeared to be looking admirably at me as I walked past going up the stairs. About 8 steps short of where my wife had chosen the seats, my left pump caught on something and came off mid step. Feeling embarrassed, I back tracked down a couple of steps and crouched down, picked up my shoe, put a sheepish smile on my lips and quickly climbed the steps to where my wife was seated, wearing one pump. When I sat down I quickly slid my pump back on my foot, crossed my legs and folded my hands on my lap and holding my purse not believing what just happened. The lights started dimming, the previews started, and I reclined back slightly so my knees weren't sitting so high trying to get more comfortable. After a few minutes a young couple walked right up beside us and the guy sat down next to me. I was really nervous at first and I could see he was stealing glances at my legs and shoes when the screen was lighter during some of the scenes. But then I thought to myself "If I was sitting next to someone with sheer nylons and sexy pumps, I'd be checking too." After a short while he didn't pay me any more attention that I was aware of. Because of their close presence, I didn't say much to my wife during the whole movie above a whisper.
When the movie ended, I wanted to wait until the room cleared somewhat before climbing down the stairs, but me wife told me that the best way to fit in is to leave with the crowd. I made my way safely down the steps and felt both exhilarated and nervous at the same time. Back in the lobby, a few men standing around smiled appreciatively as I walked past; I felt very sexy. The night air felt good on my legs as I went outside and clicked across the parking lot. I drove back to the motel; after parking I slid out and pulled my skirt down as my lace stocking tops were showing a little. My wife and I then had a few drinks and we had a very relaxed, amorous night.
The next morning she suggested I should get dressed and go pick up some breakfast for us. I would have loved to, but I didn't have enough time to make myself look presentable in public before we had to check out of the motel. With regret, I packed up my things for the drive home. I can hardly wait for our next outing.
