A few months ago I went to the mall to choose some clothes and since I like not wearing panties… I was already excited just walking around the mall without panties.
The air conditioning was beating down on my legs and I couldn't forget for a second what it felt like to walk like that.
I walked into a store, picked out two different skirts, asked for smaller sizes, and went to the fitting room. While I was trying on the second skirt—I was actually still wearing it—the curtain suddenly opened! The saleswoman came in with other styles and opened the curtain without asking anything first… when her eyes dropped and saw my bare skin, she froze. I wasn't imagining it: she saw I wasn't wearing underwear.
Her shock lasted only a second, but it was enough for me. My heart raced with nerves. I tried to say something in response, but my voice was cracking.
I knew she'd noticed, and worse: I'd been glad she'd seen it! When she closed the curtain, I stood there alone, my body throbbing. I surreptitiously ran my hand inside my skirt and felt the moisture dripping down. I'd bought the item just to get out of there, but I walked through the mall trembling, as if I were still being watched.
That night, I couldn't hold back: I touched one thinking about the look in her eyes, that moment when she realized everything.