It's All About Faith Pt. 02

"You can help me shop like Mitch did for Layla."

They left the store and walked past Jim and Delia's store but not without trying to look through the windows as they went. They crossed the street and made their way to the other boutique and wandered through that store. She showed Buck the panties that Layla had bought and said, "I'll get some of these before we leave. Layla bought several pair and gave me one. They are so sexy and comfortable. Again Buck's eyes were taking in the image, and this time Anita was certain he was back at their house trying in vain to picture Layla in those panties. "What do you think, will I look as good in them as you think Layla looks in them?"

"I don't know."

"You were picturing her in them just now."

"Why are you trying to get my mind going where it has no business going? You're teasing the heck out of me."

"You poor thing," they worked their way back to the front but went out empty handed again, "Buck, fair warning, I'm finding a lot of things I like or am very curious about."

"Well, have at it because it's likely to be a very long time before we get back here.

"The village is very quiet, but then I guess people are working."

"Doing what, we're in the middle of nowhere."

"Farming maybe or telecommuting."

"Not without internet service."

"Oh, right. Well you got to see that one woman scantily dressed."

"That's right, and maybe I'll see a lot more after the afternoon shift lets out."

"What afternoon shift?"

"Just making a joke, honey."

"If that's what you want to call it...oh there you go again, babe number two for you."

"Well I'll be damned, Layla was right again."

"Now don't hurt yourself."

"I don't get it. If we were home and I gawked at a woman, you wouldn't be pleased with me, but here you are pointing them out."

"Layla warned me what we would see so I came prepared I guess. Besides, she doesn't look as naked as the other one, very sexy, just not as naked."

"Nice shoes too," and they smiled at each other.

Anita slipped her arm around his waist and said, "Let me guess, we won't be spending much time lounging in our room."

He put his arm around her and said, "This is nice. We never do this at home because it looks tacky, but I like it."

"I do too. Maybe we need to rethink the tacky rule."

"Good idea." Then he saw an older woman in one of the very short skirts and once again he stared. "Well, damn would you look at that."

"Is that skirt short enough for you?"

"She looks pretty damn nice."

"For her age."

"Well, yeah. But really she just looks nice. Sexy, of course, and she'd have trouble sitting down but..."

"I know, nice. Now wasn't it you that once said that wasn't appropriate?"

"Well okay so I did, but that was a long time ago."

"And you're becoming more liberal as you age, is that it?"

"Hell I don't know. Maybe it's just because were out of town and can let our hair down."

"Maybe that's it," and she just smiled to herself. "All you had to do was see an unusual number of sexy women and your whole belief system is melting like ice in the summer sun."

"Well, that's overstating it just a little."

"We'll see, honey. Let's go back and buy a few of the things I want to get."

Chapter Twenty Eight

Wendy was at the counter when they returned and began shopping again and Buck's job was to hold her selections as she went along. It was very much like Layla had done. Slacks, a mini skirt, one top like Layla's, and then another one called a tie top, similar to what the first woman was wearing. A couple of more modest tops, and then one she found for Layla, or really, for Mitch, a simple white snug fitting top with a large collar that came around the very low scoop neckline. Then it stopped just under the breasts and tied like a tie front top. Holding up the last one, Anita pointed to the picture on the display and said, "Would Mitch like to see Layla in this one?" She knew the answer, but she was still teasing her now confused husband.

"Well, assuming Mitch hasn't gone blind since we left, I'd have to say yes."

"Okay, then I'll get one for me too...well rather for you too."

"Let me take those for you," It was Wendy to the rescue again and she relieved Buck of his arm load. Her shorts were more modest, but not by a whole lot, and her hips had that sweet movement that men of all ages like to see. Then two packages of panties, again very similar to Layla's.

They made their way to the back counter and Wendy held up the one light top like Layla's and said, "Just in case you're not aware, this top is designed for and looks best if you don't wear a bra under it."

"Oh really," Anita said as she smiled innocently to Buck. "Well honey, make yourself comfortable and I'll try all of these things on. Um, where is the dressing room, Wendy?"

"That carpeted area over in the corner. There's a nice comfortable chair for Buck and he can give you his opinion as you try everything on." Anita swallowed hard and stared at Wendy like she hadn't heard what she said.

She cleared her throat and managed a weak, "No dressing room?"

"Nope. The women that shop here, like to get opinions as they try things on, so their friends join her and get comfortable on the sofa or chair." She looked at Buck who was just as shocked as she was. "Well, I'll leave you to try these things on and I'll check on you pretty soon and see how you're doing. Oh, and what bra size do you wear?"

She didn't even think about why that question would be asked. Um...uh, a size thirty four B usually," and Wendy left them to work it out. "Honey what do I do?"

He shrugged his shoulders and looked around just as Mitch had done and considered her options. Well, you try them on or you don't buy them I guess. At least the store is empty and the streets weren't busy at all."

Her hand went to her forehead like that would help her think and then her hand combed through her hair. "Damn it, I'll bet Layla knew all about this."

"Well, she must because I'm sure she tried her things on before she bought them."

"I'll get her for this. She's probably having a laughing fit over this."

"Gee, what a friend," and Buck couldn't help but laugh at her predicament.

"I'll deal with her later, and if she can do it then so can I." Then she proceeded to strip as she moved over to the changing area with Buck right behind her and his arms full again.

With her selections piled on a large side table, Buck picked his spot to watch his wife get nearly naked in the store. He chose that spot so he could see the front door and warn Anita if danger was approaching.

Buck and Mitch were friends because they thought so much alike, right down to Buck taking cell phone pictures of his wife as she stripped and tried on different garments. She was starting a keep pile and a rejection pile, and Buck noticed there was one garment on the rejection pile and the rest of the keep pile. And they still had the other boutique to go to. What if they didn't have a dressing room either he wondered.

Buck offered his opinion every so often even if she didn't ask for it. Of course she had the final say. "Miss," Wendy said as she approached, "These bras just came in yesterday. They're so super comfortable. In fact I'm wearing a thirty six B of this very bra right now and it's fantastic." Damn, now Buck even knew what bra size Wendy wore. "Here let me help you out of yours and try this on. If it isn't the nicest bra you've ever had, I'll give you one of those packages of panties which you'll love too by the way. Wendy unhooked Anita's bra for her and then held out one of the new bras as Buck sat there too stunned to even take a photo. His wife was now standing there in just her panties and in plain sight.

"Hey Wendy, packages for you."

"Thanks Bert, just put them on the counter as usual."

"Will do, hi folks," and he went about his business while Anita stood there shaking and staring at Bert as he looked at her tits for a few seconds. Poor Buck wasn't even breathing.

Wendy went on like nothing had happened. "Okay, now how does that feel," as her hands went all over Anita's breasts. "Yes, nice smooth...no that model won't work. It's pouching a little on the sides. Let's try another one." It was the same ritual again, and again Wendy's hands were all over Anita's breasts as Wendy surveyed the fit. "These are much better, but let's try the other one to be sure. Nothing is more important than a bra that fits correctly." Anita was a statue now and Buck had recovered enough to take some shots of Wendy and Anita doing the bra test fit routine. For the third time Anita stood there as Wendy's hands explored and caressed. Anita made the mistake of looking over at Buck as he sat there taking pictures and his cock pushing against his linen shorts. Anita felt like she wanted to reach out to Wendy for balance because her world just swayed a little.

"Okay now, this is the one. What do you think...what's your name?"

"An...Anita."

"Love that name. Okay Anita, what do you think of this bra? Is it comfortable or what?"

"It really is very comfortable."

"I knew you'd like it. Oh, take that off and while we're at it, you can try on the blouse without the bra. You'll see how nice it fits." Anita just took her bra off and tossed it aside. It was far too late now. Hell even Bert had seen her in her panties and her breasts exposed. Who cared if some woman came in now?

As Anita slipped on the mini skirt she half innocently asked, "So with no dressing rooms, what if I wanted to put on a pair of my new panties?"

Wendy just shrugged her shoulders and said, "Just change. I could even give you a small plastic bag for the ones you're wearing."

"Oh...just curious," So Layla had stripped naked where she was standing now. Unbelievable was all she could come up with. Damn it, so Layla would have the bragging rights because she was totally naked. Anita got an evil expression and reached for a package of panties as Buck's eyebrows went up. Wendy stood by and casually watched Anita as she peeled her panties off and left them on the floor next to her as she fumbled to open the package.

"Sorry Wendy, I left a package that wasn't yours."

"Help yourself Bert," and Wendy didn't even look toward him.

"See ya next week maybe," and he was gone again. Anita was ready to cry now. It was like a conspiracy. All she had to do was get naked and men seemed to appear out of nowhere.

"Sorry about the interruption, Anita, but some days that side door seems to just keep popping open."

"Oh...right, the side door. She was afraid Wendy was going to have to help her dress, but she made it and took a deep breath of relief. Wendy gathered the garments from the keep pile and Anita picked up the panties she had worn. With purchases paid for they walked out and Anita said, "I have to go back to the motel," and she didn't even wait for Buck to respond. In fact he had to move quickly to keep up with her.

Chapter Twenty Nine

As soon as Buck closed the door to their room she threw herself into his arms and cried. "I'm so sorry Buck," and she cried some more.

"Anita, honey, it's okay, it was just an accident."

"Accidents damn it, plural, two accidents. Bert saw me naked. He saw, he saw...damn it, he saw my tits and my pussy okay? He saw all of me." He held her close and kissed her cheek unsure of what to say. "Damn it, and you sat there with an erection. You sat right there and watched Bert whoever the hell he is, stare at me."

"Honey, I didn't see him until he said something. I was watching the front door. I didn't even know there was a side door. I know he saw you naked honey, but it's okay."

She looked at him with wide eyes and said in a loud voice, "It's okay? What...well, why don't I just parade down the middle of the street naked then?"

"Whoa, settle down okay? I know he saw you naked, but you didn't mean for that to happen, nor did any of us. Even Wendy wasn't aware that Bert was coming I'm sure."

"Oh sure, defend Wendy, the Wendy who had her hands all over my tits by the way."

That one made Buck smile. "Yes, is that something they normally do?"

"Well, I've never had it happen anyway."

"But you got a very nice fitting bra."

"Well yes, but I didn't need her caressing me to know the bra fit me."

"Well I don't know what to tell you about that one honey, but no harm was done right?"

She took a breath as she tried to settle down and said, "I don't know. Okay, I guess, not but that was such a strange feeling. I'm surprised she didn't have her hands between my legs to check the fit of my panties."

He kissed her and pulled her chin up so she'd look at him. He smiled and said, "No, checking how your panties fit is my job." She couldn't help but smile at him. "Are you sure you're not mad?"

"I'm not mad at anybody about anything. Layla and Mitch told us this place would be unique and interesting."

"I'll get them somehow. They set me up."

"They set us up because I had to just sit there and watch."

"And get hard."

"And get hard, right."

Then she looked between his legs and smiling said, "I guess you aren't mad unless you get sexually excited when you're mad."

"I get sexually excited when I see you naked, of course seeing you naked in the middle of the store got to me too."

"Buck, what are you saying?"

"I can't help it, honey. I'm as surprised by that as you are."

"I'm beyond surprised. And what about Wendy's hands all over me?"

"I'm still working on that one, but in a way, that was sexy."

"Why?"

"Well if that was a guy I'd deck him, but with it being a woman, it seems to change everything...I mean, for how I see it from the stand point of jealousy.

She reached between his legs and feeling his erection she said, "So you got a boner because I was naked and another guy saw me."

"When you say it that way, I have to question myself, but that is what happened. Like I said, At least he didn't try to touch you."

She took another breath and just leaned against his chest. We've been here long enough to have lunch and do a little shopping and all of this has happened. And we're staying for two whole days?" He shrugged his shoulders and said, "Or more, depending." "Or more, if we do, somebody will end up seeing both of us naked somehow or making love or...or I don't know what all. Or maybe you'll see one of those women naked and trying on clothes."

"Now there's a thought," and he smiled at her. He just wanted her to relax a little and he hoped a little joking might help.

"Oh my God, I wonder how all of this went when Layla was here. She and I are going to have a long talk just before I strangle her."

"You have to admit, you've just had an adventure like none other in your life."

"God, I hope so, oh no."

"What now?"

"I still want to go back to the other boutique."

"We better give you until tomorrow to recover."

"That might be a good idea."

"I know, we'll go shop at the adult toy store."

"Buck, what are you trying to do to me?"

"Just teasing honey."

"Well at least Layla didn't say anything about shopping in there."

"There you go. You took your panties off just to keep up with Layla. Go shopping for toys and you can go home with bragging rights about that experience."

"I'm not going in there and looking at plastic...at vibrators or whatever." Buck just kissed her and released his hold on her.

"You know, if we were to make love we could be at the restaurant to meet Hank about on time."

She smiled at him and said, "Oh, so you want to make love to the naked lady."

"I want to very much in fact." He undressed her, and was going to make some reference to undressing her at the store, but he decided to save that for another time. Once they were in bed, they spent some time talking as they kissed and caressed each other, but it didn't take Anita long to be very ready, and Buck had been ready ever since she was naked at the store.

They started off just the same as they always did at home, but for some reason, she wanted to sit on top of him and ride his cock and look down at him. His hands went to her breasts and they were on their way. Slowly to start, but a minute later Anita was upping the pace, and a few minutes later, was trying to slow down from her climax. But she wasn't done. She kept him inside of her as she slowly moved her hips and smiled at him. "Well are you glad you came shopping with me?"

"I have to say I have a whole new opinion about shopping now as long as it's in Discovery." That light hearted chatter stopped when Buck turned them over and he started to really bang into his wife. Before it was over, he had scratch marks on his sides and she'd had two more orgasms to his one.

It was several minutes before either of them moved or spoke. "Maybe it's the air here, but damn it Buck, I about went crazy this time."

"Yeah, I could tell, believe me."

They managed to shower and dress and get to Ethel's in time to have dinner with Hank. He stood up and extending his hand to Buck said, "Anita you look very nice."

"Thank you Hank."

"So you've decided not to dress like the rest of the women I take it."

"Like what?"

"I'm sorry you probably haven't been here long enough. Like I said, you do look very nice so forgive my ramblings."

"That's okay, what do the Discovery natives wear?"

"Well, the guys are pretty much like everywhere else, shorts and shirts. But the women have a real penchant for wearing the latest things from one of our boutiques. That's great for supporting the local economy, but in addition to that, they all look stunning."

"I guess I'm still not following you, Hank."

"Oh you know, the mini skirts, or the latest shorts and tops, that sort of thing. But don't mind me, I just see everybody so often that I get used to seeing how they dress. You know, small town so we all know everybody and so forth."

"Oh, now I understand. Well, it just so happens that we did do some shopping this afternoon."

"Wonderful and thank you for that, so, what would you two like to drink? Ethel makes a pretty decent martini believe it or not."

"I'll have a vodka martini then."

"Make that two," Buck added," so started their dinner and conversation.

Hank toasted them and then asked, "Has anybody told you about our typical evening walk?"

"No they haven't."

"Shame on them then, most evenings, weather permitting, a good number of our residents from town and the outlying areas, dust off the days work, dress for the evening, like I just described to you, and come to town. You noticed I'm sure, the benches along the sidewalk. Well, everybody just ambles along and talks and meets others be they friend or stranger. It's like the olden days I guess. The town is the heart of it all kind of thing. Some do a little shopping, but most just amble around, do some people watching, and have a drink or two provided by Ethel or one of her team. On the big nights, it's half priced Long Island ice tea, but other nights, it's whatever she decides to come up with. Never a big selection, but she does her best considering."

"So it's just a social event."

"Right, we call it walking the square even though our little village has no square," again, all the things that Layla and Mitch had said.

"We'll have to walk down and add ourselves to the mix then."

"Great, I'll be around so maybe I'll see you two."

After the second round of martinis Buck asked Hank, "That store back...well the one that says adult toys. Is that really what it is, in this little place?"

Hank laughed and said, "Yes that's what it is. We were reluctant to allow that, but when they presented to the village council, they did such a professional and up front job of it, that we just couldn't say no and we've never regretted that decision. Jim and Delia are wonderful people that are a great asset to our little community. It's a struggle for them, but they seem content to continue the battle to survive, you two going to stop in and look around?"