This weekend, I took the wife out shopping for a new swimming costume ahead of our holiday. After trying the usual major retailers with no luck, on a whim I suggested the big sports retailer (owned by that dick that doesnt pay his staff properly).
Turns out, staff welfare isnt the only area that he skimps on. After selecting a couple of good suits, we made our way over to the dressing rooms, only to find they were two cubes at right angles to each other, with a flimsy opaque shower curtain to pull across, facing out onto the shop floor. This being a Saturday morning, the place was packed.
At first, my wife panicked and refused to go in, but after a little cajoling, I managed to convince her it would be ok if I stood guard outside.
She went in and tried on the first suit - as the curtain stopped a foot off of the ground, it was easy to see her progress. It was so hot to watch her stripping off her leggings and then her panties, with only a thin curtain separating her from a shop full of people. Once in her suit. she asked my opinion, so I popped my head around the curtain and appraised her (looking pretty damn good, but her E cup breasts were spilling out of her top, so I suggested she try a larger one. As I pulled the curtain closed, I may of accidentally left it open a little
I could see the reflection of her back as she peeled off the swimsuit and slowly reach up for the next one.
She didnt turn around but I got so hard watching it.
What happened next was even better. As I was waiting outside the room for her to change a guy went into the other stall at a right angle to hers. He only had a tshirt to try on, but was in there for the entire time my wife was getting changed. Almost as soon as she came out, so did he - looking a little flustered. At the time, I didnt think anything of it. We went back to the swimwear section to select another couple of suits as she was still trying to find something that would contain her boobs properly.
She selected a couple more and went back into the changing room
Almost as soon as she did, the guy was back with another tshirt to try on.
I watched again as the bottom of the curtain exposed the stage that she was at as I saw her step out of her clothes and into the costume, look in the mirror, and then turn around and step out of it. I watched as stood there putting the suit back on its hanger, just imagining her naked on the other side of the curtain. She tried on the other suit, repeating the process, and then got dressed again.
She came out, confirming that she had found the one she wanted and walked off toward the till. As she did, the guy in the other stall come out looking at his phone. At the time, I thought nothing of it.
We carried on shopping for a bit and after going into another shop with better changing facilities, my wife commented on how poor the Sports shop ones were - 'in fact' she said, 'if you pressed your eye up close to the edge of the curtain, you could see into the other cubicle, so it's lucky no one else used it while I was in there'.
Even as I write this, I am hard, thinking about how some random guy not only watched my wife trying on swimsuits, but may even have videoed it too!